Marcy's POV
"I just need to-" I gasped mid sentence, cut off by a sudden burning sensation in my chest.
I looked down, my eyes filled with tears. Oh. There's a fire sword in my chest. Did Andrias just...
"Now look what you made me do. " Andrias said behind me.
My fault. This is all my fault. It's getting hard to stand, even harder to breathe. I slowly looked back up at Anne, who's face was painted in pure horror.
I'm not gonna go home am I?
"I-" I sputter, trying to remember how to breathe, "I'm sorry... For everything! "
My knees buckle, and I tumble to the ground. The box flies out of my hands and snaps shut. Stars flash in my eyes as the portal disappears in a blinding burst of light.
I can hear a raspy wheeze as I try to breath. It's getting harder. I'm never going to see Anne again am I? Or Sasha. I'm never going to properly apologize to them. Maybe this is some sort of punishment for me messing up? Maybe I deserve this?
I can hear Andrias giving orders to his frobots above me. Is this how I'm going to die? I don't wanna die. I'm only 13. A tear rolls down my cheek and onto the cold ground that I'm laying on. I wish I could tell my parents how sorry I am.
I feel someone scoop me up, and suddenly I'm being jerkily moved. This doesn't feel like a frobot carrying me. I feel weightless for a moment, then whoever is carrying me slams into something hard.
We're outside... Flying? Am I on Joe Sparrow? Did someone save me?
"I saved her. " A familiar voice says.
"Sash? " I manage to say.
"Marcy?" Sasha says.
"I'm so sorry. Can you tell Anne I'm sorry? " I ask.
I don't know how much longer I can stay awake.
"Don't say that. You're gonna be ok. " Sasha urges, but she sounds like she barely believes it herself.
"I'm so so sorry. " I repeat.
"I know.. Stay awake for me, Marce, we're gonna get you to Wartwood and you're gonna be ok. You just gotta stay awake. "
I'm losing feeling in my limbs, it's getting so hard to breathe. I know Wartwood isn't too far from the castle when you fly. It's only about 45 minutes when Joe is flying leisurely. Can Sash really save me?
"Cold.. " I mumbled, leaning into Sasha.
Sash is the only thing that's warm. I've never felt so cold before. Is this what it's like to die? I can feel Sasha fumbling with something, then she wraps her cape around me. It's a little warmer.
"Please don't die, Marcy... " I can barely hear Sasha over the wind, she says something else I can't hear.
It's getting colder again. So much colder than before. I didn't think it was possible to feel this cold. Or this tired. I feel so, so tired...
"Marcy, no you gotta stay awake! " Sasha says, panic evident on her voice.
"So cold... " I shiver.
"I know, we're almost there you gotta hang on for me ok? Stay awake for me. "
She sounds like she did at our old sleepovers.. Trying to convince me to stay up all night with her after Anne falls asleep around 11. I never was good at staying awake.
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Stay Awake Marcy (Post True Colors Sasharcy)
FanfictionIn which Sasha saves Marcy from Andrias after her stabby stab and brings her to Wartwood