unpredicktable: (c'est nos amours déçus sans le savoir)
Dick Grayson 🦇 Nightwing ([personal profile] unpredicktable) wrote in [community profile] notagain 2020-07-19 08:30 pm (UTC)

[ He knows the second his hit doesn't go through that he's messed up. He doesn't have time to move even when he lets go of the chainsaw to try and back away; they're too close. It's an awkward angle.

Reasons You Deserve To Die-- maybe because even when he'd been trying, he'd messed up enough to get stabbed by a chainsaw. Perhaps it would have been better to accept the sacrifice he'd been willing to make yesterday, because decapitation would have been swifter than this. As it is, he feels it go through, every inch of it, tearing up his insides in a way he knows he won't make it out from this. It sticks through all the way and it's nearly the most painful thing he's ever felt.

Blood bubbles up in his throat immediately, and he chokes and coughs on it.

Ha. Even when he's trying, he really can't do anything of use, can he? It might be for the best after all.

His vision's already blurry by the time he catches sight of the people from the ship. Damian. Steph.

Purple--

it's too quiet to hear, gurgled out, and he can't even say it properly, and still-- ]


...'orry.

[ it's the last thing he breathes before the life fades completely from his eyes. Dick Grayson is dead. ]

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