Gone
Summary: Close your eyes... Sleep now... Don't let the world see you...
Rating: PG-13
A/N: This is Dark and will not end happily... content warning....
Gone
There wasn't a long flatline... Only laughter.
Haziness fogged her vision, but she could see the guns pointed at her. People... They had accepted her years ago, by not knowing what she was. Now, all they knew was that she had to die. For who she was.
It was quite ironic, seeing the coloured and white fight against a small population. But the person they were killing, felt that she deserved to die.
She'd hurted to many, including herself and the one she'd loved. All she wanted was to let it all slide away, to get out of the vision of all humans.
The man that had stood in front raised his knife. She heard the people shouting.
"Kill the freak."
Kill the killer... It always went that way. No one ever had second thoughts...
A cut in her back. If she hadn't been fading away, she would've laughed.
The only thing they had done was give her a wound. Shouts again.
"Don't be such a chicken, get the freak in it's heart." A voice ordered.
It... She was human... No she wasn't. She was a killer, only she didn't kill hearts to the flatline... She killed emotions.
And it was too late to say sorry.
Another slash.
Far away, she heard a flatline... But she wasn't in a hospital, she could still hear the laughter of the people that had gathered around her.
A shot.
Darkness.
She was gone.
=-= A/N: I was in a dark mood and wrote this. Now I'm going to watch the Pilot cus I have to get happy again.
Summary: Close your eyes... Sleep now... Don't let the world see you...
Rating: PG-13
A/N: This is Dark and will not end happily... content warning....
Gone
There wasn't a long flatline... Only laughter.
Haziness fogged her vision, but she could see the guns pointed at her. People... They had accepted her years ago, by not knowing what she was. Now, all they knew was that she had to die. For who she was.
It was quite ironic, seeing the coloured and white fight against a small population. But the person they were killing, felt that she deserved to die.
She'd hurted to many, including herself and the one she'd loved. All she wanted was to let it all slide away, to get out of the vision of all humans.
The man that had stood in front raised his knife. She heard the people shouting.
"Kill the freak."
Kill the killer... It always went that way. No one ever had second thoughts...
A cut in her back. If she hadn't been fading away, she would've laughed.
The only thing they had done was give her a wound. Shouts again.
"Don't be such a chicken, get the freak in it's heart." A voice ordered.
It... She was human... No she wasn't. She was a killer, only she didn't kill hearts to the flatline... She killed emotions.
And it was too late to say sorry.
Another slash.
Far away, she heard a flatline... But she wasn't in a hospital, she could still hear the laughter of the people that had gathered around her.
A shot.
Darkness.
She was gone.
=-= A/N: I was in a dark mood and wrote this. Now I'm going to watch the Pilot cus I have to get happy again.