[He was the one who attacked me that day. He tore off my arm to get Yamato back.
The whole world grinds to a halt, all sound turns to static in her ears and Kyrie forgets how to breathe for a split second. She's paralysed, transported back to that sickening moment of utter horror when she'd gone to the garage. Her world had tilted on its axis to find Nero bleeding out on the floor, soaked in his own blood, dying for all intents and purposes, and she had been powerless to do anything more than try desperately to staunch the bleeding and beg Nico to call an ambulance as she'd cradled him in her arms and pleaded with him as he lost consciousness.
Please be okay
Don't go
Don't leave me
I can't do this without you
I love you please stay with me
You're everything, I can't lose you
You can't die you can't die
Even now her nightmares are coloured red with the blood she can't stop, and she feels the dead weight of him in her arms as she tore her skirt and tried to fashion a tourniquet to stop the endless river of blood that poured from the ruined stump of his right arm.
She'd thought a monster, a demon, had broken the sanctity of their home and harmed him. But this? This is so much worse.
He has to be mistaken, this can't be true.
Her voice is tiny when she finally answers, her face ashen in disbelief.]
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The whole world grinds to a halt, all sound turns to static in her ears and Kyrie forgets how to breathe for a split second. She's paralysed, transported back to that sickening moment of utter horror when she'd gone to the garage. Her world had tilted on its axis to find Nero bleeding out on the floor, soaked in his own blood, dying for all intents and purposes, and she had been powerless to do anything more than try desperately to staunch the bleeding and beg Nico to call an ambulance as she'd cradled him in her arms and pleaded with him as he lost consciousness.
Please be okay
Don't go
Don't leave me
I can't do this without you
I love you please stay with me
You're everything, I can't lose you
You can't die you can't die
Even now her nightmares are coloured red with the blood she can't stop, and she feels the dead weight of him in her arms as she tore her skirt and tried to fashion a tourniquet to stop the endless river of blood that poured from the ruined stump of his right arm.
She'd thought a monster, a demon, had broken the sanctity of their home and harmed him. But this? This is so much worse.
He has to be mistaken, this can't be true.
Her voice is tiny when she finally answers, her face ashen in disbelief.]
What?