Rest in Peace, my Dear.
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Set in Season 2, when the Smog was taken from the Shadows.
Prompt for:Kosmiczna Majaka
Aarch/Artegor pairing
Warning: Not a good end.
Please R&R
Artegors POV:
We had lost, the great Shadows had lost. And most important: We lost our most beloved Smog. The interview with Callie on tv was killing me, but I survived it. Now I'm sitting in my room, trying to relax, soon I felt asleep.
Meanwhile at Aarch his office
Aarch was looking out of the window when Dame Simbai came in. "Aarch, did you see the interview with Artegor?" Aarch turns around "Yeah, I saw. He doesn't look good. Maybe the Smog doing him bad." Then Aarch get up, taked his coat and put it on. "Where are you going?" Simbai asked. "I'm going to see him, if he gets bad I'm taking him with me, can you get everything ready?"
"Yes Aarch."
Back at Artegors room
I waked up, feeling very sore. The Smog wasn't doing anything good. I heard knocking on the door, it was Aarch. I get up from my chair and trying to get to the door, I mean really trying cause with every step my vision get more blurry. I was sweating heavely and my legs felt as gum. Suddenly I felt dizzy and a second later I felt on the floor. Aarch rushed in the room and he immediatly get over me "Artegor, are you okay?" I felt weaker and weaker, but trying to listen to Aarch "I don't know, I felt very weak, I'm sure it's the Smog." I coughed hard. "Don't worry, I'm taking you with me. We go to Dame Simbai, she can help you." I was feeling my last strengh was going to leave my body soon. "Aarch, I have to tell you something..." Aarch looked at me. "Whats it, Artegor?" It is getting dark for my eyes "..That I always love you." With that words I closed my eyes and let the last strengh escape my body. Aarch saw my face getting as white as snow and he taked my wrist. What he felt shocked him, he felt no heartbeat anymore...
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