Fallen hero/ Steel and Mc/ 2nd person/ friendship angst (yeeesss… I mean uh *cough* yep I can do that.)
Right so firstly I ended up writing this on my phone (so it might have a bit more errors), secondly I realized late that I might have included a spoiler because I was so focused on angst. Soooooo if you dont mind the spoiler I’ll just let this be but if you’re avoiding spoilers dont read this and send an ask, I’ll do an edited version to exclude spoilers.
This wasn’t what was supposed to happen. You were the one who was supposed to be in control but now… now everything felt so beyond it.
You watch as Steel stands, wiping the blood from his mouth. The look in his eyes are.. you cant tell. You cant tell if what your seeing is blankness or pure unbridled rage. Everything feels so wrong; fighting Steel feels so wrong.
It shouldn’t matter, he’s an enemy and he’s in your way. He was always going to be in your way.
But you can feel the panic building in the back of your throat. It wasn’t supposed to be this way though. Steel was supposed to be himself, not whatever it is that has its hold on him.
This fight was supposed to be just you and him… but did you honestly want to fight him?
You thought you would be strong enough, just like with Ortega but… this feels different. This feels so wrong, and every part of you is screaming at you to stop this.
It would be so easy to stop him. So easy to let the nanovores devour his implants… maybe he’d finally stop. Maybe he’d finally die.
NO! It will not have control. Lock the door don’t let it out. Focus, focus on stopping Steel. This fight isn’t to see whose strongest, who can break the easiest. This fight is to stop Steel and to save him.
Steel moves faster than you expect, why is this so hard? You counter move after move but everything is so sluggish. Did he somehow damage your suit?
Or are you just ready to die?
The thought catches you off guard just long enough for Steel to land a solid punch, shattering your helmet. You stumble back shocked and glance up to see the sneer that covers Steels face.
“Pathetic,” he strides forward and all you can do is stumble backwards until you trip landing on your backside. “Such a wretched, disgusting thing you are. A toy that thinks it’s human.” Your starting to shake. Are you crying?
“You should have stayed dead,” and you can no longer tell if It’s the one behind him holding the strings talking or if it’s what Steel really thinks.
You choke back a sob, closing your eyes, screaming as you let loose the nanovores.
…..
“Hey!”
You start, sitting straight up into a sitting position trying to choke back the sobs wracking you’re body. Steel stands above you looking concerned, his hand just barely reaching out as if to help you … or to hurt you.
The thought makes you shudder and bring a hand to your mouth trying to fight back the bile rising in your throat. Panic courses through you. Did you fall asleep?
Fuck!
You move off the couch you had aparently fallen asleep on. You run past Steel, past everyone in your way.
This was bad, so fucking bad. You’d let your guard down, you’d fallen asleep in enemy territory.
Does it have to be enemy territory?
Of course it does, you know how they’d react to you. You know Steel will never truly care about you; you know that he’d be disgusted with your very existence.
It’s better to just stay focused and do what you have to when the time comes. No more fuck ups.