“whatever killed everyone really didn’t care who was left” shakes her head / pushes choppily cut hair out of her face. words are bitter but she thinks that might be ALL she can feel these days : more bitter &angry for every person she meets “left all the assholes behind.” / s.c, @hellfirebound
“ well, i’m not that bad, but if it makes you feel better? ” a slight chuckle escaped his lips. “i’m not even human.” well, not entirely, but that was besides the point. “nor do i think it matters; they are gone and you simply have to deal with it.” one way or three others.
there was a list in his head that repeated itself over and over again. the second he broke away — FLEEING from the likes of HYDRA and everything else that he’d done in their name he’d longed to know who he was supposed to be, and also ( but this was a slightly more dangerous path to go down ) why.
one of the names on the list that remained ingrained in the back of his head was one he wouldn’t have otherwise recognized, some were sensical, doctor stephen strange, tony stark, carol danvers, all of those as threats to HYDRA and their incredibly detrimental desires, this was a man he wasn’t sure of. though, it was painful to think that he needed to seek out the reasoning for hydra’s menacing decisions, no. in fact it was only adding more insult to INJURY.
still —- he tracked him nonetheless. it wasn’t that hard to do, a trail of bodies left in his wake and done so in a means that made him easy to track by one with a mind that worked…. fairly similar, but far more indulging in subtlety. the path led him to a questionable motel, the kind he’d passed by on several occasions whether it be to stage the deaths of those on HYDRA’s hit list, or something else, but still, he recognized the type well and it was from the shadows that he sat in wait, rifle pointed and prepared.
❛ —– your name came up on a list, and i want to know WHY.❜
the why was complicated; not even he could properly say it. he used cash, made sure not to leave a trail, and yet he still was found. still was…known. maybe he should have tried harder to hide from whoever could possibly be after him.
resorting to violent measures wasn’t what he wanted, but they would suffice. one way to get to the bottom of things was to ensure a stances was made. it may not have been the best of idea’s, but quite honestly? he was getting past the point of caring about his actions – at least in this instance.
❛ what list? ❜ he didn’t even attempt to answer the question. instead, he shifted to asking a question; not a violent reaction, but in his own way, it was. a denial of what the other wanted – a clear answer – could sometimes be determined as violence in his experience.
“no, i just —– i just want you to relax.” she almost laughs, lifting her head with a huff as she pushes her hair out of her face. leaning into her palm, she watches him absently for a moment, picking at one of her sheets as he heads for the closet. “you know how to do that, right? relax?”
“oh, i know how to do many things.” relaxing just wasn’t something he was able to do around anyone. maybe at one point in time, but now? well, the closest he could possibly get was sitting in a cold room all alone. though, he wasn’t going to admit that. “just depends on the situation,” he said, pulling out two blankets. “like why i should relax and why you think it’s needed.”
“we’re not finished. i’m not just going to let this go.”
“so you don’t trust me?”
“fuck you.”
“you know me! and the fact that you still think i’d do that hurts the most.”
“i miss the old you. i don’t want the person you’ve become.”
“you never understand.”
“you said the same thing last time.”
“i’m so tired of constantly doing this with you.”
“you don’t even try to see it from my perspective.”
“i’m not apologizing.”
“hell if i care.”
“this is fucking bullshit.”
“why are you always the one who’s breaking my heart?”
“i can’t do this anymore.”
“you don’t mean that.”
“i hate you.”
“you never keep your promises.”
“out of all the things you’ve told me, what was true?”
“i can’t even look at you.”
“do you even love me anymore?”
“i’m fucking done.”
“i shouldn’t have ever trusted you.”
“you’re being unfair.”
“i’m not going to keep being your little secret. i deserve better.”
“i’m leaving.”
“just… just go.”
“i thought you’d be the one to make me happy.”
“you don’t even pretend to care about me.”
“i don’t even remember the last time you told me you loved me.”
“don’t go.”
“i never asked for this.”
. ky probably cares more than he lets on, or at least ONCE he had. he remembers his warnings, how his powers might go a little haywire if people weren’t careful. CLEARLY that means he doesn’t always want to destroy things…even if it’s fun sometimes. bobby’s lips purse, small worry lines forming in his brow.
❝ wish i could say the same. i mean, it IS nice to know you’re not like, dead, or anything, but… ❞ not like he wants to see him on the other SIDE.
❝ goes without saying i can’t let you do more of this, bud. any chance you’d come QUIETLY?
❞
ky NEVER had full control of his abilities; not even now. try as he might, he DIDN’T stay long enough to achieve that. no, he stayed until he got a handle on things, and the left. the WHY had came up a few times and while he WISHED that he had a true answer… the only one he could give was that he became far to COMFORTABLE there. so, in his mind, it was SAFER if he left… for EVERYONE – especially if his FATHER started coming around.
still, he took in a deep breath, and let out out slowly. WISHING he could explain everything was one thing, but DOING SO was another story completely. ❝ no. ❞ a simple word, but one that ky would stand by. he wouldn’t simply come quietly – not if he had the chance at least. ❝ not a chance. ❞ a pause. ❝ maybe ONCE i would have, but… if you knew anything about me these days? you’d know i can’t do that. NOT now. ❞
“Nah, I think I’ll stay right here. Annoyin’ ya is kinda fun, compared to hunting down other demons.”
“— fun?” ky couldn’t resist the roll of his eyes. “i think of it as you getting on my nerves.” not to mention ky would have loved to be a lone, but here he was… having to put up with dante. “among other things… you should leave.”
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