almost endgame
Cadmus and the Dragon
part ten: 3rd January
April cuts her off after the fifth shot. "I don't need another dying today," she says sharply.
"My liver," Angel snaps, but lets April take the bottle anyway. "My fault."
"No—"
"Yes. Should've seen it coming," she shoots back. "Should've—"
April just sighs, reaching a worn hand out to tangle in Angel's mess of hair. Angel's been pulling at it for the past hour, as one by one, the commandos she managed to drag back to the base with Raph bled out onto the floor, the others back at the ambush spot in the pieces they were left in. "Yeah," April agrees. "You should have."
on the tenth day of Christmas... Ten Dead Commandos
nine tiny trinkets
eight eyes on starlight
seven bottles breaking
six pounds of cookies
five minute breaks
four tiny branches
3am vigils
two brothers bonding, and
a Mikey sad his brother's missing...