Aug 1, 2019
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PB: You did not collect Niks tear
Me: NO BUT HE COLLECTED MINE
His Fault
This fic is inspired by day 21 of the Choices July Challenge hosted by the amazing @kinda-iconic under the profile @choicesjulychallenge!
So I know basically everyone wanted some angst after MC's death last chapter, so for the Hardships prompt I figured I might as well write it. XD
This mainly puts light on the Nik x MC pairing but you see all the LIs' reactions.
Dedicated to @itsbrindleybinch who helped me so much in this fic! And my queen of angst, @mariaoz! You two are the best! ❤
Tagging also my amazing friends @jlpplays1 @lady-kato and @desiree-0816!
Day 21: Hardships
Pairing: All, but mainly Nik x MC
Notes: F!MC (Alex)
Warnings:
ANGST
PG-16: Not very-nice descriptions of violence (cause I doubt the Thomaswraith killed MC in a very nice way)
Mentions of depression and a bit of suicidality
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Nik drifted in and out of consciousness as the screams continued. A horde of people passed by him, and he could vaguely feel the fear seizing their hearts. His body may have needed the rest, but he couldn't give in.
He had to do something.
He forced his eyes open. Everything was a mess: the floats were torn to shreds, different presents lay on the ground, and between them all lay Cal, Katherine and Vera.
The crowds were now gone, leaving the place more haunted than ever. The Thomas-bloodwraith mutant was no longer in sight, as if he was just a dream. Of course, it would've been better if that was the case, but Nik learned long ago that you can't get everything in life.
He forced himself up. His legs wobbled and he desperately held on to the wall before scouring the area. Trampled bodies lay on the ground, some of them groaning while the others were motionless. There were a few trails of blood leading who knows where, but none looked too serious. The sight wasn’t pretty, of course, but Nik had a job to do.
Alex.
He froze. Last time he saw her, Alex was trying her best to fend off a bloodthirsty mutant. Where was she now? Could she still be alive?
"Rook?" Nik scanned the wreckage, his senses hyper sharp.
He couldn't be too careful. Thomas may have gone, but the monster could still be lingering, searching for more victims.
Maybe this time Thomas could finally attack the darn Lady Smoke. The world would be better off without her, anyway.
"Alex?" His voice echoed through the empty alley.
Nik swallowed as an awful sense of foreboding overtook him. He was just joking about the bloodwraith. The best case scenario would be to see its dead body, though he had no idea how its corpse would look. If the Thomas-bloodwraith was truly dead, that meant Alex was alive.
And he needed her to be alive.
"Alex, where are you?"
He scanned the floor, and froze when he saw a strand of silver hair. It was always possible for it to belong to another woman lying on the floor, but he needed to make sure.
Nik swallowed before his gaze turned to her hair. Silver, and more silver, before… it… gradually… turned… to… black.
Alex.
He ran to her, his heart beating in its own desperate cries. No, no, no. She couldn't-
He froze when he was close enough to see her. A large hole filled her chest, showing different pieces of human anatomy you should only see in Science class They were all a mess, as if someone blended them together, but one thing was missing. Alex’s heart was gone, her mouth wide open in a silent scream of pain. Her eyes were wide like a tortured soul just begging to be let go.
For a moment, he remembered the weak gurgling sound he heard before. Then Nik dismissed it, but seeing Alex now… he wasn't sure he wanted to know how she died.
Nik fell to his knees, a sharp cry of anguish forcing its way through him. She was dead. Just like his parents, Elijah and Taylor…
How many could he lose?
Something, some strange need he couldn’t quite place, made him take Alex in his arms. She was cold, so cold, like death and evil and hatred. Like a different world entirely.
Nik gently brushed a loose hair out of her face, as if that could make up for what he did.
Why, oh why, did he push her away?
Memories rushed through him. They were beautiful small moments, like scattered snow over a hilltop. He saw himself sitting with Alex, telling her everything about his past: his family, Taylor. Alex heard it all, yet didn’t leave. She stayed by him, instead of shying away from the Thrice-Cursed Son.
Thrice. Three times. His parents. Elijah. Alex.
Three times he lost the most important people in his world.
How could he fail each and every one of them?
Nik let out a choked sob. He gently took hold of Alex's hand, as if it was his last thread to her. "Alex…"
Quiet. Quiet of the dead. Of Alex.
How could someone as beautiful as her just be… gone?
"Alex," he tried again, "I'm sorry. I never should have-"
Nik choked. He remembered Alex's desperate plea as he said his parting words. The "I love you!" she cried, the words he so coolly regarded.
If only he would have let her know, in those few moments, that he felt the same. Somehow, she became the best part of his empty life, her smile as beautiful as the magic of her kisses. He loved her. For how long, he didn’t know. Maybe ever since she ran off to Vera, and he was driven insane with worry. Maybe ever since they visited the wolf pack, and he took her to one of his favorite childhood places. Maybe ever since she declared, at Lady Fate’s, that she was in love with someone there- making his heart pound so much stronger than before.
It didn’t matter. Nik loved her, and he never let her know.
"Alex, I'm so sorry. I never should have treated you the way I did, especially after everything we went through. I-" he swallowed, "I love you too."
It seemed almost stupid how he never told her the way he felt. Why did he think it was a good idea to ignore it? Sure, it would've made the upcoming goodbye harder on them both, but not saying it made everything so much worse.
Nik desperately gripped Alex's coldest hand, but it was like holding on to a drifting buoy. The cruel sea of depression overtook him, and he slowly lost himself in it.
Nik didn't know how long he stayed there. It felt like years, but even with all that time, he couldn't let go.
He knew this was all his fault.
There was a slight rustling sound from behind him before a warm hand lay on his shoulder. "Nik…"
"Katy, leave me alone." He brought Alex closer, as if his nearness could heal the wound inside her. "Alex is dead, and it's all my fault. I'm such a son of a-"
Katherine tightened her hold on him. "No, It's not your fault," Nik turned toward her. The heartbreak was all over her face, but somehow she held herself together. "We had no chance."
How was she doing so much better than him?
Nik knew she would never understand. But at least she was here.
"I promised her I'd die for her, and now…" Nik clenched a fist and furiously hit the stone floor, ignoring the sharp pain running through him. "I could've done more." Hatred burned in his blood, dark and cruel and powerful. "I should've taken that disk when that son of a…" he murmured under his breath, "died. If I did Alex would…"
Nik took hold of Alex's hand as he, once again, lost himself in his endless current of emotions. He hated this world, hated his life, hated everyone. He was going to kill Thomas if it was the last thing he would do.
A few weak voices were heard, and the sound of weak footsteps neared them. Nik heard a horrified gasp before a purple blur rushed to him. Vera lay her now-gloved hands on Alex, a cry escaping from her throat. "Alex, I'm so sorry. I should have-" She trailed off, tears filling her eyes. "I-"
Cal came out of the shadows. He once again was in his human form, making the anguish in his features so much clearer. "Alex…"
He walked so he fell to his knees beside Nik and Vera. His eyes darkened, as if all the troubles finally caught up to him. He touched Alex gently, as if she was just as beautiful as before.
She wasn't. And it was all because of Thomas.
Nik couldn't take it anymore. He carefully put Alex's lifeless body on the floor, before forcing himself up. One word burned in his eyes, igniting an explosive urge inside of him.
Revenge.
"It's time for Thomas to pay."
Katherine blocked his way, her shoulders slumped but worry filling her eyes. "Nik, you don't know what you're doing. Try to calm down. Maybe-"
He pushed her aside. "No, Thomas will pay. I'll make sure of that."
Vera wiped her tears, her voice weaker than ever before. "But it's a suicide mission!"
Nik shrugged. "So be it."
Cal frowned. "Are you sure? He will easily kill you."
Nik picked his bow, his eyes burning with something none of the others ever met. "Oh, trust me. I know. But I won't let him get away with what he did."
Now… revenge was all he left.
Nik checked he had all the necessary ammunition. None of the others said a word, which was for the best. He wouldn't have listened anyway.
"Tell Garrus, Krom and Ivy I said hi."
And then he walked into one of the empty alleys, his strides long and confident.
Time to get rid of Thomas once and for all.
Sent by @spooky-kittys
‘Okay so I’ve noticed while playing nightbound Nik reminds me a lot of Dean Winchester. Mostly his character and the way he essentially started hunting, plus the way they were trying to capture the ghost was like the actual incantation of trapping a demon 😂’
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Unpopular Opinion
PLEASE stop calling me “Rook”
Look, I Love Nik with my whole ass but y’all better change the fucking cover