#21st night of septembaaa

[robobarbie]

apocalypse au? who would sacrifice themselves for you and who would die first ;;;

"Stop!!" You lunge forward, but Nightowl is quick to wrap you in his arms and hold you back.

Xyx looks at you across the room. His eyes are sunken into his skull by now, and his hair is thinner than it ever should have been. That half-lidded stare he gives you is something you won't be able to forget for a long, long time.

"Don't let them go, Owl."

Screams ricochet around the alleyway just outside the door. Nightowl tries to pull you towards the back exit, but you aren't making it easy for him. You bite and claw and thrash in his arms as Xyx just stares with his bat by the front door.

"No!!!" You scream -- it's gargly, desperate, and raw. There's nothing beautiful about this moment. Nightowl cries but grips you tighter to his chest as you struggle in his hold.

"Please, we have to go-"

"I am not leaving him here!!!"

"You think I want to leave him here?? Fuck, please-"

"No! No, no, no, no-"

Xyx's eyes soften. "Love."

You freeze, and your eyes lock with his. Time seems to extend a little longer than it should as your chest heaves against Nightowl's arms and the bat dangles loosely at Xyx's side. Xyx's lips curl just slightly as he stares at you, seeming to almost memorize your features.

Something bangs on the door outside and it snaps you out of that final, calm moment. Xyx picks up his bat and nods to Owl.

"Take them. Now."

"No, no, no, no!!!!!!"

Owl drags you out, screaming, as Xyx opens the front door and raises his bat.