Perfidy - (n) betrayal of a trust.
I actually started with the end, for this one, then went back to the start to write.
He charged the town to reign true
Music and chaos intent on rocking Everlock
There were many times when he thought he'd lose her
But none but the last choice would come true
The first time was a not-so merry-go-round
Fearing her blood would stain child's memory
They missed a terrible fate by an inch
Just as an uptown motorcyclist pulled up in time
To ready, aim, fire away
The second time was a challenge fought with venom
Seconds ticked by like hours
Waiting for her return
What if it were the Daredevil that walked in through the door?
He feared his heart would be shattered forevermore
But when white stained red emerged again
And the figure was blonde and brutal
He let out a sigh of relief, knowing they were safe again
The third time was a test of strength and prowess
A contest to prove his worth
She called their foes out
He fought to a tie
Then came the theorist, too fueled with love
No, he told himself, he couldn't give in
It would break Nikita's heart if he died this time
You beat him once, you can do it again
With much effort required, he unleashed a final wave
Rendering a reenactment of an hour prior
Blood stained his hands, his heart tinged bitterly
But at least they were both alive and well
The fourth time was when they were told
To enter the Funhouse a final time
He knew her better than he knew himself
And knew she pulled no punches against all
She was speed and swiftness and came in like a mothertrucker
He knew it was his fall to come
But when they were allowed to leave with both lives intact
Once again, in a twist of fate
They could find each other again
The fifth time was a race to run
He was trippy and hated the tastes, oh, so much fun!
Sorry, Ro, he thought as the baker struggled with taste
But to return to his friend, he could not dwindle
And must leave her behind and pick up his pace
And as he was second-last to pull out of the course
Though the brightest light was at last lost to the darkness
Music and chaos still reigned in tandem
And he wished again, they could Escape the Night together
The sixth time was the Funhouse again
When the Evil was determined to split apart best friends
He searched and flipped to find the key
Knowing that by doing so, he would go free
Though part of him yearned that it would not be
For the Troublemaker would then fall in his place
He was shocked, proud, devastated when Nikita prevailed
But the twist to handle, he deep down knew his fate, to no avail
He knew her better than he knew himself
But when she had a gun in her hands
He knew which option she would choose
Yet he denied it, as per the stages of grieving
But in the end, he wouldn't even reach the second stage
As six bullets landed squarely in his chest
Which hurt less than victory's perfidy
523 words. Manny really deserves better.
DATE OF WRITING: 17 Jan 2020 (~1600?-1642)
DATE OF POSTING: 18 Jan 2020 (1105)
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