Vviolent blood

[wwaterboy]

Characters: Hemostuck!Eridan, Taiki, AU Ven, Eraqus, AND ANYONE ELSE
Setting: Room 2-18 and in the Cafeteria once Eridan leaves
Format: I'm starting with prose, but I'll follow your preferences
Summary: Eridan got his wish. He should really have been careful what to wish for.
Warnings: Gross horrible things. Eridan going shithive without a moirail! Welcome to the tower, Eraqus!

Room 2-18

The cooling slickness of blood on his skin is the first thing he feels when he wakes up. He shifts, rolling over on the normally dry rectangle, and his sleep-muddled brain first wonders if maybe he managed to get hold of some sopor after all, only it's shitty stuff, not doing a thing with the nightmares.

He opens his eyes and sits up, confusion turning to utter horror when he sees first the colour of the blood on his hands and body - he's completely covered with it - and then the monstrosity lying at the foot of his bed.

"Fef, oh god, Fef!" And as he lunges for his moirail, gathering her still-warm, vaguely moving body to his chest, he lets out a piercing wail that goes on and on and on.

Cafeteria

It's their fault, he knows it. The people who run this tower have to pay.

And there's only one place Eridan knows where he can get to someone who isn't a prisoner in the tower, but one of them. They're not important people, not even smart, but maybe he can get to the perpetrators through them. Surely they'll tell him something.

"Tell me howw to get to someone wwho runs this place!" he snarls at one of the drones who work in the cafeteria kitchen. He has it on its knees, holding it by the hair, and his oyster shelling knife is at its throat.

It only shakes its head dumbly and he nearly decapitates it with a quick slash of his knife, adding crimson red blood to the tyrian covering his face and clothes.

And he goes after the next one, teeth bared. "Tell me! Or you'll end up like the first!"

Comments

[wwaterboy]

"Then wwhy'd you fuckin' interfere?" Eridan snarls, still approaching with bloody knife upraised threateningly. "You fuckin' pink monkey, wwho are you?"

[fans_fire]

"I-I wasn't, I didn't mean...whatever's happened, this isn't going to help. I don't think they know anything and killing them isn't going to change that."

She could feel Amaterasu inside her, itching to fight back but still she held off. Anything she could do to defend herself would only be overkill.

"But maybe...I don't know if it'll work here, but I can try and bring her back."

[wwaterboy]

His fins flatten at this, his eyes widening. Abruptly the knife point dips and falls, as he lowers his hand, listening. "Bring her back, howw?"

[fans_fire]

She allows herself a shallow breath as the knife lowers, though her guard is still raised.

"I...there's a thing I can do. Mostly it lets me heal people...even people who are already dead. Like I said, I don't know if it'll work but I can try if you want me to."

[wwaterboy]

"But she..." He squeezes his eyes shut, not wanting to think too hard about how he had found her. "Her organs...are all on the outside a her fuckin' body, and her head... I don't think you can heal that."

[fans_fire]

"I can try." Even as she thinks it'll probably be worse if it turns out it doesn't work, his anguish makes Yukiko want to help him. "I've had my friends burned, shocked, frozen and struck by things no normal person should be able to survive. I've even seen instant death and I can fix it. Or at least, I could."

[wwaterboy]

He chews on his scarf a little - the only part of his outfit not coated too badly in tyrian blood since he wasn't wearing it to sleep - and then reaches for her hand.

"Then come! If you can fix her, come wwith me."

[fans_fire]

Yukiko takes his hand, trying not to think about the blood. Even after all she'd seen inside the TV world, she couldn't help but be a little squeamish. She allows him to lead her, hoping against all illogical hope that what she was about to try would work.

[wwaterboy]

Up the elevator to the dormitory floors and then up another set of stairs, Eridan leads her straight to his own respite block, and inside. The room is vacant right now, except for the tyrian blood coating one of the beds.

In the bed is a monstrosity, slowly breathing, twitching feebly.

Eridan makes a soft, distressed glubbing noise at the sight of her, letting Yukiko go and crossing to his bed. He gathers the disfigured troll to his chest like it's a baby, crooning and rocking her gently.

Then he looks up at Yukiko. "Fix her."

[fans_fire]

Yukiko forces herself to ignore the what she can now recognise as blood, even as she'd never seen any this colour before. Instead she focuses on the monstrous troll figure, taking a moment to acknowledge that it - she - appeared to be breathing and that was usually a good sign.

Taking a slow, steadying breath, she summoned Amaterasu, deciding to try Diarahan first. If the troll really was alive, and able to be fixed, then it should be enough to heal her.

[wwaterboy]

Eridan recoils from the monster that appears, eyes wide and teeth baring as he clutches Feferi protectively against himself. So she's got demons she can summon, just like Taiki, only this one seems less aggressive.

The spell touches Feferi, and the body convulses, growing more vital, but it doesn't fix the horrific disfigurements.

Eridan looks down at her, then squeezes his eyes shut. "You can't do anything!" The words are a hissed accusation, and he buries his face against Feferi's nest of curls.

[fans_fire]

Yukiko bows her head. She'd been afraid this might happen, but she'd forced herself to think that maybe she'd be wrong.

"I'm sorry...let me try something else."

She casts Salvation next, in spite of only one person in the room being hurt. She wasn't expecting that it would serve any better than the previous spell but if there was even a chance that it could do something then she'd take it.

[wwaterboy]

Eridan feels the spell more directly this time, and it heals minor hurts and bruises, but certainly does nothing for his heart. He begins to sob piteously. For a second he sort of hoped...but of course not. She's really gone.

[fans_fire]

Yukiko hesitates a moment. There's a third option she can try, but she knows it would likely fail just as the first two. And that would leave her all out of ideas with an angry, upset troll that she doesn't know and with her teammates having no idea where she is.

But she has to try it. In a tone that's resigned to failure before she starts she attempts a Samerecarm, a last-ditch attempt at what she knew now to be the impossible.

[wwaterboy]

And again the spell fails. Eridan shudders and holds Feferi tighter, purple tears spilling down his cheeks.

"Stop," he says heavily. There's no violence in him, now. He's just weary and miserable and broken down. "You can't. It's fuckin' futile."

He gets up, gathering the monstrosity to his chest like a precious thing, and starts for the door.

[fans_fire]

She stares down at the floor, unable to bear looking at him so broken. For a moment she'd honestly thought she'd be able to help.

"I'm sorry. Is there anything else I can do?"

[wwaterboy]

"Nothin'," he says tightly. He doesn't blame her. She honestly tried to help him, and that's nice. But he has to dispose of her, now, put her out of her misery, he hopes, and there's only one place he can think of to do that.

He heads for the aquarium level.

[fans_fire]

Yukiko watches him go, waiting until he's gone completely before leaving for her own room. She'll check on him later, she tells herself, make sure he's okay once things have settled down a little but for now she's done all she can, much as she'd wish otherwise.