Severance || Collin & Eli
This wasn't how it was supposed to go. It never went this way. Whenever they went out to fight a kaiju, Collin didn't have a doubt in his mind that they would win. He and his brother had a bond that no one could match. They grew up together, and they were of the same blood. So it stood to reason that they were more in sync than people who were barely matched. What was it? Blood is thicker than water or something? Yeah.
But now their jaeger was out of commission, right in the middle of the battle field. There was a breach in the cockpit, glass and metal torn and bent where the kaiju tore into it. Water was pouring in. Lights flickered, and Collin was screaming louder and more agonized than he ever had before. When the kaiju tore through, metal and equipment flew about the room, and a large piece lodged into Collin's arm, sitting in muscle and bone. He'd never experienced pain like that in his life. The pain of being butchered. "Oh god!" He screeched, his left hand grabbing onto the injured one, hoping that somehow, holding onto it would make it all better. But the pain persisted. And for the first time since joining the Corps, he feared he was going to die.
