Am in the mood for some angst, can you give the main 6's reaction to the apprentice dying in their arms?
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Main six reacting to Mc dying in their arms
He’s trying everything he can, everything in his power to keep you alive, to keep you with him, he can’t afford to lose you again, it hurts too much, but seeing you in pain hurts even more. He’s keeping you alive with his magick, but your still in pain, he needs to make a choice, fast.
He doesn’t know how much longer he can keep you like this, crying out in pain as he tries to heal you, crying out for some one, any one to come and save you, but no one ever does. He needs to decide, does he give up and put you out of your misery, or does he wait. But how much longer can he wait? Seeing you like this hurts him as well.
But what would hurt him even more is seeing you die. Again. A second time. Round two. But this time in his arms. He couldn’t save you then. He left you too die back then. He can’t leave you, he can’t let you go, he loves you too much, he’s crying out in pain along side with you he doesn’t know what to do.
His magick stops flowing to you. You’re screaming stops. You’re crying stops. All you can hear now is Asra. His. Crying. His screaming. He lost you again, and now this time there’s no getting you back. He buries you some where nice in the woods, but he can’t bring himself to visit. Actually no one sees him again, after your death.
Her whole motto is fake it till you make it. She’s trying. She’s trying to remain calm. She’s trying to be there for you. But the tears won’t stop coming. She feels like she failed you. She feels like she failed you just like she failed vesuvia. She’s a failure.
She doesn’t want to beleive it’s too late. She’s holding you close, pampering you with kisses, telling you that it will be okay, that it will be okay she promises everything will be fine, and the second you both get out of this she’ll spoil you silly. But she’s trying to convince herself more than you.
She knows you’re in pain. She knows. She’s sorry. She’s sorry. She’s so so so sorry. But it will be better soon, she promises. The doctors will make the pain go away she promises. But that’s a lie. The only wat to make it stop hurting is for you to die. She knows this. She’s just not ready to let go.
It isn’t until the palace guards have to physically pull her off your dead bodie does she let go. And she’s still sobbing and shaking even afterwards. She lost you. She failed you. She end up leaving vesuvia after the funeral. She might of failed you but she doesn’t want to fail the city. She can’t.
He likes to think that giving up his magick mark for his memories was one of the best things that had ever happened to him. (Right next to you of course). But now? Now? He’s regretting that. He’s smart. He’s a doctor. Sure he never went to medical school, but he trained in a bloody battle field. He can handle this right?
Wrong. He’s panicking, you’re dying, and he doesn’t know if he should hold you tighter or try to fix it. But what’s there to fix? He’s seen wounds like this before. He knows that you won’t make it out alive. He knows your going to die. But does he tell you?
Of course he doesn’t. Instead of telling you that within approximately two minutes you will be dead, he hold you close, petting your hair telling you how much he loves you and that In a couple minutes it won’t hurt any more. Telling you over and over it will be okay. He loves you. He always will love you. He’s sorry he couldn’t stop it. He’s sorry. He loves you.
He needs a minute or two. You’re dead and he’s still talking. Still petting your hair. Still crying. He blames himself. He killed you all those years ago and now he did it again. He’s a murder. He broke your trust. He broke asra’s trust. He promised him that nothing will happen to you. He’s sorry he broke it. Now the only time you see him is when he’s drowning himself at the raven. No one knows where asra is.
You’re her partner in crime! You can’t die! Not like this. This is a joke right? Some sick prank? Tell her your joking. Even if you’re not. She’s not ready to let go. She’s not ready to let you go. You helped her. You trusted her. No no no no
No you can’t die. Maybe it will be like what happened to her. Remember when she almost died for that raven blob monster, and she lived. Remember? You’re going to be fine. You’re gonna live. She doesn’t care if that was special circumstances, you’ll live. She has to believe.
She’s sorry it hurts, she’s doing everything she can to make it stop, she’s doing everything she can to help. To make you survive but she can’t and she’s sorry. She’s sorry she can’t help she’s sorry she’s crying so hard, she’s sorry you ever met her because maybe if you didn’t you’d still be alive.
But now you’re dead. She tries to act like she’s okay, after the funeral. She’s not. She’s keeping more secrets. She’s drinking like crazy. She’s hurting like crazy. She’s lashing out on her friends. This is all her fault and she’s sorry. She should of tried harder or done more. She’s sorry.
You were the best thing that has ever happened to him. You taught him to love. You taught him that he’s worthy of love. Worthy of nice things. Worthy of you. But now you’re gone. Almost gone. Leaving him. In his own arms.
Arms that were once used to kill are now holding his dying lover as they cry out. He doesn’t know want too do. He’s sorry. He doesn’t know what to do. It’s too late. He can tell. He doesn’t want to try anything else because he doesn’t want to hurt you any more, but he can’t let you die. He can’t, your to special. You mean to much to him. To the world.
He knows you won’t last. He spends your last minutes in earth telling you, you won’t. Then telling you everything he’s ever wanted too. All the thoughts he’s ever had about you come spilling out of him like a broken dam. He can’t stop. Talking. Crying. It doesn’t matter he can’t stop. He doesn’t want too. He wants you to know. He want you to know that he loves you. He always has. He always will.
Then your gone. He’s still holding you. Shaking. Crying. Holding you the same way he hold the heart of the forest. When you first met. He couldn’t protect it. Remember? He couldn’t protect you. He couldn’t protect you. He doesn’t deserve nice things. Because the nices thing he’s ever had is now gone. The arms he once used for killing are back at it again. Carrying your limp bodie to your grave. Next to the heart. He visits you every day and talks about his day. But talks to no one else.
He knows how scared you must feel. He was on his death bed for around a year. He knows. He knows death is scary, but you don’t t have to worry. He won’t let you die. Has he ever let anything bad happen to you before? Don’t answer that question.
He’s yelling at everyone. He’s yelling at anyone. Do something. Save them. Don’t let them die. Don’t fail them like you ‘failed’ me. But he won’t let go. He’s not going to let go. Somewhere. Something deep inside of him tells him that this will be the last time. And when he is told that it is?
He’s never sobbed so hard In his life. He’s cried hard before but never at another persons expense like this. What did he do? What did he do? What is he supposed to do. He’s crying too hard to form words, he can barley let out an I love you before you die. I love you. The last thing you hear. You don’t even get to say it back
He’s not letting go of you. He doesn’t care how long it’s been, let him have his moment. He’s not done saying good bye. When he’s done collecting him self, and done crying, he tells you everything he’s going to do with you, all the fun your going to have together. He’s not ready. He’s not ready. Please don’t take them away from him he can’t. And asra screaming at him doesn’t make him feel any better. He’s sorry.
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