#13- Death


They had once made a sacred pledge to follow each other forever. The words had never been said out loud, but they both knew the promise was there. It had been sealed in sideways glances and the gentlest bumping touch, inside jokes and shared boredom. Forever and always we'll be together. Forever and always I'll be there to bail you out make you laugh. Forever and always. Forever and always.

"Blow them out of the sky."

He didn't know which one of them had broken the promise. It had all happened so fast.

There had been the explosions and the running, the screams of the dying and the sound of laser fire. Behind them was the enemy, chasing after them and catching up. Before them was freedom, but fire was quickly blocking the way. He had been shot early in the battle and was slowly bleeding out. Red was dragging him along at a breakneck pace, giving orders to anyone that lived to block the Resisty's path and defend their rulers.

A jarring explosion that sent everyone to the floor. He had lost Red in the confusion and had just lain on the floor, moaning and hoping everything would be over soon. His vision swam. Everything was lost.

But Red had kept the promise even then. "Oh Irk! Pur, are you still alive?"

Moans were his only reply.

"Come on Pur!" There was a grunt. Red was pulling Purple's arm around his shoulder, one arm going around the bleeding Tallest's waist and hauling him up. "We can't stay here. We need to keep moving!"

They staggered along together through hallways that were filled with moaning and the smell of burning Irken flesh. He didn't know where they were going. All he knew was the flames and the feel of Red forcing him along and the glimpses of Death among the smoke.

Then there was the ship bay, Red's sigh of relief, and the sound of crashing on the door behind them. He had cried out when Red shoved him into the tiny Voot Cruiser and buckled him in without care. "Everything's going to be okay," Red said, his voice comforting as the Irken punched in coordinates into the ship's computer.

Death was standing in front of their ship. She stared at them with pure white eyes, her skin glowing an ethereal green. He tried to point her out to him. "Red…"

But then the door had burst open, Resisty soilders spilling out. Red had sworn and slammed his fist down on the computer terminal. "Everything's going to be okay," he said again, then leapt down from the ship to meet them.

"Red!" he had shouted, eyes widening as Death took a step towards them. She stopped as the Voot's engines warmed up and the ship began to hover in the air. Slowly, she stepped aside for the Voot to pass, nodding politely to him as the ship took him past her. She walked up behind Red, gently wrapping her arms around his chest and suddenly the red Irken froze and looked at her. Purple was clawing at the buckles that held him, trying to free himself as the ship shot freely into space. "RED!"

And that was that.

Death stood next to him as he watched the Irken fleet annihilate the Resisty from space and memory. When it was all over, he turned to face her, bowing his head slightly as she was taller then he.

"I made a promise once," he told her.

She nodded. "I know. He told me that as well."

Reaching out, he took her hand. It was colder then ice. "Does that mean-"

"No." She took her hand from his. "It's not your time."

He couldn't look at her anymore, so he looked away. "What am I supposed to do without him?"

"I don't know," Death said softly. She looked at him with white eyes that reflected the universe.Gently she reached up and touched the side of his face and he shivered. "But he wouldn't want you to be unhappy, child."

Then she was gone.

The place she left behind was like a black hole. He stared into space and didn't know what to do.


Coughs. Yeah, Death is female to Irkens. I didn't want to use the human Grim Reaper version of Death so I went with something female (thinking of Norse Myths and Hel) and a bit more angelic (the white-ness).

This isn't Chocolate I know... I'd give excuses, but then I'd sound lame.

Next up is probably going to be Name since I have that one written down on paper and with me and I have a lab shift to type it up on.