#sillyworld

!story contains themes of violence and body horror, reader discretion is advised!

"all available tier mid-to-high helpers please report to city; Saltlick Mountain, block eight. thank you." the tingy drone of the autoresponse alert echoed throughout the hallway, bringing Felix's attention back to where he was.

The Hive, they called it. the company paid headquarters where they dispensed them to wherever they needed to go, like bees. or well, like fairytale bees, the ones people speak of in stories from before the moon spilled it's tears to earth.

No time for that now, he shook the thoughts loose and flicked them away, stretching as he did so.

As soon as he stepped out into the dim light of the rising sun, he flexed out his shoulders, his suit allowing for sharp bone to poke through. the pain that came with his wings unfolding became background noise to his mind as he propelled himself upwards, a mental map of the terrain leading him to Saltlick.

A loud boom rang out as he drew closer, he shook his head, a little annoyed.

A pryo, just great.

he squinted to try to get a better view before landing, assessing the damage and seeing if any fleeing civilians needed help getting to safety.

but, it seemed like it was just them down there, causing a commotion. odd.

His eyes darted when he spotted more movement near the pyro, moving towards them. he tilted his head, running through a list of who would've been available to respond, and his breath caught in his throat when he remembered.

Leo! that idiot is gonna get himself killed!

Felix urged himself forward, pushing his wings to move faster, but then,

Boom.

The shockwave from the explosion push him backwards, knocking him out of the air before he could fully register what had happened.

Fuck! he silently screamed as he felt himself hit the ground hard, concrete scraping his back and tearing at his wings.

Get Up! he tried to move, but only managed a choked gasp.

Another explosion rang out, shaking the ground under him as he struggled to get his body to cooperate.

Come on! with a final push, he managed to peel himself from the concrete, breathing heavily and wild eyed.

He steeled himself as he stood, another shockwave threatening to flatten him back to the ground.

Bones rose from his arms creeping up to the surface like vines poking through soil, curling around and sitting like armor plating his body.

the extra weight allowed him to better steady himself as he rushed towards the location of the last explosion.

The pyro stood in the middle of the block, buildings on each side marred with soot and sulfur from the fire. of course though, it would take a little more than just one pyro tier to do much damage to the buildings, some people weren't so lucky.

he grimaced, focusing his energy on carrying himself forward. his vision locked onto the pyro, turning every other thought away as he concentrated on landing each hit.

His hands burned and each breath was more of a struggle than the last, but he pushed himself forward, matching the pyro blow for blow, trying to get a good pin on them.

Vision blurring with tears stinging the corner of his eyes, he felt his steps falter, becoming sloppier and more sluggish.

Fuck! No! he bit his lip, hard, the taste of blood filling his mouth as he tried desperately to stay conscious. He coild see the pyros smile taunting him, their eyes seeming to stare through him, as though he was nothing.

This thought enraged him enough to give him a final burst of energy, managing to land a few good hits on the pyro before they managed to kick him away.

Matty and Sam!

Leo Sillyworld,,,,