@cainabled said: “I want to know what makes you angry.”
Anger is a weakness. Anger breeds mistakes, breeds arrogance, breeds oversight, and yet as Six hides and waits for those elevator doors to open, she realizes that the sting of the collar on her throat and the the phantom beeping that she hears in her ears don’t make her scared. She knows fear well. She realizes the cold pain that made her heart drop into her stomach at the sight of ghost people lumbering towards her, the sounds from their masks as an old man spoke to her through her prized possession was not fear either. The cold burned, and it never does when Six feels fear.
She sees Elijah’s face as she steps into the vault and Six knows it in her heart to be anger even though she’s never felt it so viscerally before. Her finger traces the button on her Stealth Boy. She wishes it was the skin of Christine’s knuckles. To lock him in here felt a fitting punishment, but he walks down the stairs and his eyes are wild and he looks around for his company, and Six puts away the Pip-Boy and pulls out her gun.
Killing is not easy. Six does not like to kill. But she thinks of Dean, of Christine, and of God and Dog who no longer recognizes her, and she didn’t realize that fact would make her feel so sad. Now he gets to choose, however, and no one, not even her, can control his actions for him. Six thinks about how Christine wants this man dead. How Dean asked for the same thing in not so many words. She thinks about how if Dog or God were still here they would want the same thing, and she doesn’t get to decide that Elijah gets to live even if it’s beautifully ironic.
She thinks about Veronica as she stands up and pulls the trigger right against the back of Elijah’s head.
