Olivia threw her wrench at the floor.
CLANG!
He just HAD to,didn't he?
He HAD to jump in front of her. He HAD to take the hit. He HAD to hold her hand,before he was taken away,in front of her eyes into the MedBay. He just HAD to.
Her hand was still bloodied with his blood from when he held her hand. Her stomach with a few drops of blood when his hand accidentally touched hers as he was taken away.
16 hours.
16 painful hours,no sign of Gibson,Viola or anyone. Nothing. No good news. No bad news.
The stupid,stupid battle. He should've stayed back like she told him to. He had chicken pox for a few days now. But did he listen?
NO!
A big,fat no! He had appeared out of nowhere,and had fought alongside with them. In fact,he was fighting almost as normal. That's what she thought.
NO!
A no,AGAIN! He was turning a little more greener than usual,and panted a lot.
"Otto-?" She called when they were close enough for him to hear.
"Yeah?"
"YOU SHOULD BE RESTING!"
No reply.
"Otto?"
"MOVE!"
A blur of green,a big fuzzy,sparkly red and a loud 'BOOM!' Gave enough evidence what had happened. And it happened right in front of her eyes.
Her eyes,she saw him collapse on the ground,blood splattering everywhere as his eyes dug into hers. Dust flew up as everything went in slow motion for her. A bad feeling in her center. A feeling of despair,helplessness.
"OTTO!"
Her mind took seconds to digest what had happened. Her body sprung next to his without an order from her brain. She remembered it inch by inch,as his brown eyes softened. More like weakened.
"Stay with me. Otto. Look-Look at m-me."
His head tilted slightly.
"O-Oll-"
"Shh." She said,her hand reaching to stroke his face. "VIOLA! GIBSON!"
And they had warded off the final ones without Otto and Olivia.
And reaching to help their fallen comrade,they had taken his bloody and wounded body to the Mega Robot,which was the closest they could reach.
She remembered as the situation grew dangerous by minute, and the atmosphere was intense,filled with panic and worry. They stopped his carrier by her,his half-closed eyes meeting hers.
"Ot-t-" She choked on her tears. A hand went to cover her mouth,while he weakly lifted his,and held it tightly,assuring it was going to be okay.
She knew it was not. She knew what could,and maybe what will happen. Her eyes showed all her fear,helplessness and despair,and Otto could read it like a book. Her tears held grief and sorrow she would normally never express,but her cold tears felt like tiny burns on his skin.
It felt like she was crying acid. A dangerous acid made of all negativeness in the world. His hand had no more strength to give her fragile heart,and he could see her panic as his hand disobeyed his heart. His hand obeyed the brain and dropped down. He had no more control.
He watched as his bloodied fingers trailed down her white chest and green fur,with no control whatsoever,bloodying her fur.
He watched as she stood paralysed,and the vision went dark.