Could u do one where we die in someone’s arms?? Anyone
“I Won’t Forget You.”
Of course I can! Thank you, lovely for your kind request!
Warnings: Death, Angst, Disintegration
Summary: Ryan Clarke has been more defiant of Malivore, so he takes away something precious from him, forever.
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It had been centuries since he was created. Forced to roam the world alone, collecting monsters like trinkets of his adventures, all to feed his power-hungry creator.
He’d been lonely, wandering alone took it’s toll on him, so Malivore decided to bestow upon Ryan a ‘gift’, a companion, one who was bound to him and would follow him wherever he went. His gift was Y/N, his beloved sister, the only surviving creation of Malivore, other than him, that was not destroyed.
If he believed in the gods, he would’ve said that Y/N was a gift from them. She was a joyful creature, pure in his eyes. He would’ve never believed that someone so good came from the same evil that he did, the same source that he came from.
And so, for centuries they traveled together, watching humans evolve and fighting monsters but through all of their struggles they knew that they’d always have each other, always.
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“Ryan?” she asked him as they laid down in a clearing under a starry sky, the fire next to the two crackling next to them, providing them with warmth and safety.
“Hmm?” he asked her, half asleep.”
“Promise you’ll never leave me.”
He turned to her, his beloved sister, “What brought this on?” he asked her gently.
“I’m just scared. What if one day you decide you’ve had enough of me and leave like everyone else?” she asked, her voice shaky and choked up.
“I won’t leave you, baby sister. Now sleep. We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.” He said, wrapping his arms around her.
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How did it go so wrong? It wasn’t meant to go like this. He’d made sure that Y/N was hidden away, far away from where their creator could reach them, yet how had he found her?
They’d planned to finally run away from the clutches of Malivore. They’d planned to see the wonders of the world together, to taste the different types of food the world had to offer. Heck, his sister was more excited to simply get on a boat.
But like a dreams, this one too, shattered. Malivore found them, more specifically, he’d found her, the one weakness of Ryan Clarke, the one thing that could shatter his entire being. His baby sister.
Malivore approached the little makeshift home they’d created in the forest. He knocked down the door before entering, seeing his creation look at him like a child with it’s hand in a cookie jar.
She backed away from him, but he simply gripped her hand, putting a timer on her existence before leaving her feeling sick.
Later, Ryan came home with a smile on his face that quickly turned into a frown on seeing the broken door. Rushing in, he saw his sister, her arms wrapped around her knees as she rocked back and forth, softly saying ‘No’ repeatedly.
“What happened, little dove?” he asked, voice laced with concern.
She turned her gaze towards him, eyes blank before she blinked, focusing on him. She slowly whispered, “Ryan?” To which he nodded. At his reply, she threw her hands around him, sobbing bitterly.
“F-F-Father.”
“What about him, dove?”
“He-He came here today.”
At her revelation, he pulled away from her, checking her over for any injuries.
“I’m not hurt. But...he did something.”
“What did he do?”
“He-He put a timer on me. He said that by midnight, tonight, I will disintegrate, my body will cease to be and so will I. H-He said that I was a bad influence on you and this is to teach you to never go against him.”
Shocked at her reply, he collapsed on the floor, he clutched his sister to his chest, arms wrapped tightly around her as he silently whispered, ‘No’ repeatedly into her hair.
She ran her hands up and down his back, trying to soothe him.
When he was relatively calm, she said, “If this is to be my last night, brother. I’d like to spend it in the clearing in the woods, the one near the river, remember? It’s supposed to be a beautiful moon tonight. I’d like to see it one last time.”
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After having their last dinner together, they made their way to the clearing. Ryan sat against a tree, his sister laying in his lap, holding his hand.
“Ryan?”
“Yes, dear sister.”
“Will you miss me?”
“Of course I will. You’re the only one who made the past decades bearable. I just wish you didn’t have to go.”
“I’m afraid...you know? I’m terrified to die.”
“I know. Rest assured, dear sister that I will join you, after I have avenged you.”
“No, Ryan. I want you to live. Far away from our father. I want you to be happy, at peace. Travel the world like we’d planned to, see everything that I can’t. Maybe even find someone to spend eternity with, adopt a few gremlins to chase around,” she said, chuckling at the last part.
“Tell them about me? Tell them about their fun auntie Y/N, okay? Please don’t forget about me, Ryan.”
“I will, little dove. I won’t forget you,” he said, tears slowly dripping down his cheeks.
Choking back a sob she said, “I’ll miss you, and your terrible singing.”
He chuckled softly despite the lump in his throat. “I will bring you back, sister mine. One day.”
Sighing softly, she looked up at the sky, “Look, the moon is so beautiful.”
He turned to look at the moon in the clear sky, nodding his head he said, “Yes, it is Y/N.”
Hearing no response he looked down but all he saw was dust.
“No. No. No. Please, no. I’m not ready. I-I’m not ready to walk without you. Please come back!” He begged, tears streaming down his face as he desperately clawed at the dust that was once his beloved sister.