was not supposed to be here. Supposed to be tapped in whatever the fuck this was. He just wanted to go talk to Blake, introduce Nep to his new friends.
Now, Neptune’s body was six feet under.
Sun had spent an entire day digging a hole for him, almost touching his blood a couple times. Gods, he can’t believe this happened. He just wanted to go home.
Go home with Sage and Scarlet and Neptune and they’d all be okay.
They’d all be okay.
“Yang? Yang, is that you? Oh my gods, Yang!” He called out for the girl, running towards her. He hadn’t seen another living, breathing human in so long.
◣ ☣ ◥ That name. That stupid fucking name that made the entity want to pick her skin to pieces, throw each bloody fractal away with pleasure. She soldiered on in her stoic position, a permenent grin plastered across bloodied lips. Fangs stuck over her lower lip, glinting in the any sliver of light that cracked through the darkness. Hair cut unbelievably short with traces of blood scattering across the split, uneven ends.
She eventually turned, face contorting into something far more violent than she had intended it to be. When she spoke, her voice was a deep growl. Lower than Yang’s voice could go, the result of which was her voice sounding static and cracking in places. In addition to this, the blinded eye and robotic right hand were also something wasn’t on Yang’s original body. Spikes bristled along her back and arms as she hunched over, like a beast readying itself to strike.