Nepeta felt the fear clamber up her spine when she saw him, no, it. The person before her was Tavros' boyfriend, his ex at least. Nepeta remembered the day that she had first seen the guy, drunk and stumbling into the backstage area. Even now, she felt the same amount of fear. But, this time there was a knife in his hand.

"It was you." Nepeta gasped, staring at the man before her.

"You all up and motherfucking realized?" The man chortled before coughing, the sound of a smoker, "Gamzee Motherfucking Makara."

Nepeta gulped, holding back her cry of fear as she thought about the person before her. He had a knife, a jacket on his body that was stained with blood and a manic grin that screamed psychopath. Behind her back, Nepeta quickly typed a message on her phone to her brother, Equius. If anyone would know what to do in that moment, it was him. And he would call the police. Equius would keep her safe. After all, he'd promised that all those years ago.

"You're Karkat's motherfucking bitch, right?" The man chuckled deeply, knocking Nepeta off guard.

"Who the hell are you?" Nepeta asked, her anger rising slightly.

"Me?" Gamzee Makara laughed loudly, a sound that reverberated through Nepeta's ears. "I'm Karbro's motherfucking best friend."

"No way." Nepeta hissed. "Bullshit."

Gamzee chuckled then, taking a few long strides closer to Nepeta, narrowing the rift between them both. Nepeta caught a whiff of his stench; alcohol, drugs and sweat. Holding back a retching sound, Nepeta took a deep breath and pressed send to the message she'd been typing. Then, putting the iPhone back in her pocket, Nepeta took a step toward Gamzee.

The look on his face was surprised. Surprised his prey had taken yet another step closer to him. And then, Nepeta watched as he threw the knife.

It had plenty of force, enough to knock out a fully grown man but Nepeta had flawless reflexes. Within milliseconds she was out of the way and the knife flew straight past her face, scratching her shoulder slightly and ripping the material of her jacket. But she didn't care.

At that moment, Nepeta leapt forward and onto him, catching the guy off guard. He flew back into a wall, his head smashing against the floor as his spine made a deafening crack sound. Then, a fist flew into her chest. Her breath left her body. Nepeta gasped for air as her useless body was tossed off Gamzee's body. She looked at him as he stood up and walked over to her.

Once. Twice. Three times. Nine... He stamped on her stomach until she stopped moving, feeling the world start to go black as her eyes shuttered closed. No. She wasn't about to lose the fight. She was fighting for Tavros and this psychopath needed to be stopped. She wasn't about to lose a fight.

As his military boots were about to crash down onto her abdomen, Nepeta grabbed a hold of his other foot and pulled. Hard. Gamzee let out a furious howl as he lost balance and collapsed in a heap of perspiration and alcohol near to her. With one quick movement, Nepeta was on top of him and punching him in the face repeatedly. Every hit to his face left a deep purple bruise begin to rise on his chalky face. Every new bruise spurred Nepeta onward.

"You." Nepeta gasped. "Fucking." She coughed. "Monster!"

And then there were a pair of strong arms pulling her off the body of Gamzee, pulling her into a hug. Nepeta looked up to see her older brother's face, somewhat disgusted but more angry than anything else. Her overprotective brother pulled her away and toward the police.

Nepeta looked at the officer as he handed her a mug of hot coffee. It tasted gross, nothing like the drinks Karkat made. Vile and it sickened her tastebuds that she was actually drinking it. Around her was a warm blanket and her brother's arm as he spoke to the officer.

"He threw a knife at me." Nepeta said, her voice devoid of any emotion. "He killed Tavros and tried to kill me."

The officer gave Nepeta a mortified look and she soon realized him to be Karkat's friend. John, or something like that? Either way, she recognized him and the look of shock and horror on his face made Nepeta realize that he knew her as well.

"Are you okay, Nepeta?" Officer John asked.

"Can I see Karkat now?"

So very rushed and so little ;.;

I hadn't got the guts to kill off my sweet little Nepeta so she's very much alive and well but now we get to the more interesting bits. Sorry I haven't written for ages, school cught up, boyfriends and friends, blah blah bluh. Anywho, I'll try and write more often ;.;