Shot

796 11 3
                                    

This was inspired by the first prompt.
Hope you'll enjoy!

This won't be funny. It's a bloody, dark one-shot.

Mare's pov:

This battle is long and Discouraging, draining my energy. A silver force sent specifically to kill me. They circle and attack, slashing knives and abilities at me.

The afternoon sun shines through my storm clouds, baking the blood on my face and arms. It crusts, becoming dark brown and black.

My lightning pulses, electrocuting them to charred ashes. I don't have any other weapons, such as a knife or a pistol.

I'm alone.

The stars shine above, as the battle finally ends. My belly distantly feels oddly damp, but I ignore the sensation.

Rounding the area, I check for survivers. Luckily, there aren't any. As I kneel next to a suspiciously well looking corpse, my hand brushes against my stomach.

It comes red with blood. And it can only be mine.

I stand up, rushing away from the corpses. My breath quickens, the adrenalin ebbing away.

The pain of the bullet wound hits me so suddenly I gasp. My knees buckles, my legs having given up.

There are no healers here. No one is here with me to watch as I collapse to the ground. Nobody is here to tend my wound, to help me.

The thoughts vanish from my head, and the world sinks into darkness.

Tell me if you want to know what happens next!

I agree feel bad for posting something so short. Anyway...
Next are Airport2, AU3, and the other two prompts.

Red Queen One-ShotsWhere stories live. Discover now