AU: INSANE CHARACTER DEATH. A fluffy Dark Rockman x Netto fic gone horribly wrong.
song: Points of Authority, Linkin Park
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Moonlight. Friday. Tonight the stars didn't show their faces. There was too much smoke. Too many explosions that rocked the area. Too much carnage.
- forfeit the game
before somebody else takes you out of the frame
and puts your name to shame -
Navis. Dark Loids. One against the other, one side against the opposition. It was unclear who would win, and who would not. The Dark Loids were the ones outnumbered by far, but there was one who made up that difference ten-fold.
The one with the crimson eyes. The eyes, they seemed to create their own eerie light. As if stained with the life force of all he had slain...
- cover up your face
you can't run the race
the pace is too fast
you just won't last -
Hikari Netto glared at the leader of the Dark Loids, brown eyes holding much anguish. Even if he just glanced at the Navi there in the real world, picking off each of his friends one after the other, it caused him much pain.
And Dark Rockman knew it. He loved each moment of it, when he looked over at the helpless weakling who was once his former operator.
- you love the way I look at you
while taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through -
He loved causing him pain. Because pain brought the dark, and tainted the light, destroying the innocence. And the more pain Netto endured, the closer he'd be to surrendering everything he had.
- you take away if I give in
my life, my pride is broken -
With a battlecry, Enzan was the one who caught Dark Rockman when his guard was down, attention pointed at Netto instead of the battle at hand. Netto's eyes widened when he saw the wound that had been inflicted on the dark Navi, the blade having sliced his side entirely. Blood quickly seeped down as he fell to his knees, unable to stand at such a blow.
Enzan raised his sword once more. "Time to die for all you have done." Down came the weapon, swinging through the air.
"NOOOOO!"
- you like to think you're never wrong
you live what you've learned
you have to act like you're someone
you live what you've learned
you've put me through hell again
you want to share what you've been fed -
Dark Rockman looked up in disbelief. Netto had thrown himself in front of him, arms outspread as a shield. Falling backwards, he crashed right in front of him, the ground stained an even darker red. A deep slash ran down his chest.
With the faintest of smiles, he reached a hand out to the dark Navi. 'You're still... Rockman...'
The hand fell short, falling limp.
Those innocent eyes... once filled with determination... lifeless.
- you love the things I say or do
the way I hurt myself again just to get back at you
you take away when I give in
my life, my pride is broken -
Enzan backed away, shock and disbelief, later anger, fury, guilt, great sadness. He had been so close to getting rid of their enemy. No one could understand it. How, why? Why did Netto give up everything, his life, his happiness, for the one who caused him the most pain? Too many whys, hows. No answers.
All was silent. No one moved, all was still. Until someone laughed.
It started out as a low chuckle. Then a laugh… a biting tone to it. Bitter. Growing louder, each second, covering the battlefield with the dreadful sound. Sending a chill up one's spine. A laugh that promised doom to all who heard. Then the look that could freeze anyone straight through. With bloodied eyes fatal and vicious, the dying Navi pulled out his buster that had been hidden tucked under his side.
The last warrior standing didn't even have time to move.
- you like to think you're never wrong
you live what you've learned
you have to act like you're someone
you live what you've learned
you've put me through hell again
you want to share what you've been fed -
Mustering all the strength he had left, Dark Rockman dragged himself forward. Touching the pale face of his now gone light, he closed those eyes, the ones now empty of soul. The ones that had shone with love before going out like a burning candle.
Gripping the hand drenched in red tightly, he rested his head down on the ground. Slipping into darkness, true darkness.
He'd wanted him to surrender everything... just not... not like this.
- forfeit the game
before somebody else takes you out of the frame
and puts your name to shame -
- cover up your face
you can't run the race
the pace is too fast
you just won't last -