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An many occasions, any outsider looking down upon the face of David Strider would not imagine him to be one to loose his cool too easily. Fear came to everyone, but some easier than others, and what chance was there that someone who spent every night hunting down monsters unseen to the average human eye would be scared by such trivial things as what was playing out before him? Many would think that he would not be categorized under this group of people who panics at such insignificant things. However, if he were honest with himself and those around him, when was Dave not scared? Was there ever a time in his life when one thing or another was dragging down his conscious, making him fret for his well-being and the well-being of others? Even before he'd contracted, before he'd spent years in and out of the hospital, wasn't ever waking minute spent being afraid of his brother leaving him because he was such a failure. Funny. In the end, that was exactly what happened. In fact, almost everything he feared turned out to be the inevitable. Did that mean that his worries about John would be the same? They must have been; even through the darkness starting to cloud around the corners of his sight – whether it was from the serious injury to his head or the darkness consuming his soul and threatening to turn him into something rather atrocious, he wasn't quite sure – there was no doubt in his mind that John was standing there, Doc Scratch at his feet with that ever present smile on his face as he eyed them both expectantly.

Poker face nothing but a distant dream, shades shattered and not covering partially glazed over crimson eyes, Dave said, “John,” finding his voice cracking from countless shed tears in just the past day alone and what would have easily been a fatal injury had any human endured it, “John, what are you doing...? John, stop...!”

For once, the boy did not smile, both in the literal sense and in... well, with John, there always seemed to be at least a bit of amusement and trickery to be seen swirling around in his eyes. However, as the raven-haired male strode over in long steps and those blue hues became clearer and clearer, all of that was robbed. Instead, init's place stood something that alone sent even more shivers down Dave's spine: fierce determination. No. This couldn't be happen, John couldn't have – But the signs where all there and Scratch was at his feet and why else would he be there if he hadn't contracted and no, John, why, why, why, why, why, I told you no, I told you to stop, can't you see that I'm trying to – And at that moment, he knelt down beside the blond's mostly limp body, not even assisting by lifting the rubble that trapped his leg and kept him there, but instead cradling his head in what was a rather comforting manner. That was, would have been had it not been for what the boy whispered into his ear. “You know that thing you've been specifically telling me not to do all series?” he said and a pang of happiness washed over the older of the two as he realized that he had no, in fact contracted. Of course, that coupled with the words only meant that - “Yeah, I'm going to do it.”

[Adrian Flynn]

WHAT A WICKED TO THING TO SAY YOU NEVER FELT THIS WAY

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[LEAP]

[attr="class","plo"] [attr="class","plooo"]amelia castiel you've got me runnin' on sunshine [attr="class","ploo"][PTabbedContent] [PTab=I] [attr="class","ploooo"] when i was a young grub, i'd always imagine that i'd grow up to be somebody great. at the time i did not know that i'd be this failure of a leader, that i would let you down. but if i had defeated my demons and in the first place taken responsibility, maybe somewhere in a scratched game session, we might have had good fortune and claimed that dang reward. sometimes i get the feeling you're watching over me and sometimes i still feel i should give up, but through it all - our rise and fall - your bodies in the veil. because you're gone, i want you all to know: [/PTab] [PTab=II] [attr="class","ploooo"] i'll carry on, i'll carry on! and though you're dead and gone, believe me, your memory will carry on, will carry on! and in my blood i can't contain it; this memo won't convey it. dream bubbles send you reeling from decimated dreams. i hope, somehow, you'll hear me and wake up. go after jack! never turn back no matter what they say! we'll fight him 'til the end until we fall! we'll carry on, we'll carry on! and though you're dead and gone, believe me, your memory will carry on, will carry on! and if i'm broken and defeated, i hope i can continue. [/PTab] [PTab=III] [attr="class","ploooo"] on and on i'll carry through the dreams. (no, no, no!) disappointing everyone, it seems. (no, no, no!) don't look down on me because i could not save you all! when i was a young grub, i always imagined that i'd grow up to be somebody great. at the time i envisioned that i'd be this celebrated leader - that glory would be our's. even if you won't forgive me, not even jack will ever take my heart. he can try - he'll never beat me. i've gotta win, i've gotta make this right. won't explain or say i'm sorry; still ashamed, but now i shout aloud. battle cry for all the fallen. should have done it this way from the start! [/PTab] [PTab=IV] [attr="class","ploooo"] just a fool! (you're just a fool!) i'm not a leader! (you're not a leader!) just a troll who played a game called scrub! just a troll! i'm not a leader, and i don't care anymore! and when we're dead and gone, believe me, our memory will carry on, will carry on! and when jack's finally defeated, they'll tell our story 'cause we've won! won't explain or say i'm sorry! not ashamed, so now we shout aloud! battle cry for all our allies! now we've found ourselves a brand new start! if i'm a fool, if i'm a leader, i'm still a troll who played a game called scrub! just a troll, and i'm the leader: knight of blood! [/PTab] [/PTabbedContent={width:260px; height:0px;padding:0px;background-color:#333333 vertical-align:center; border:none;}]

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[Adrian Flynn]

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