“You are correct in that this is a different kind of poison. You may try to at least stabilize her with Heal Bell if you feel that might work. Though I suppose I should explain... You are aware of the Hidden Power of each individual Pokemon, yes? Well... Gemini's Hidden Power is of the Poison-type. But... she isn't really able to use it. I fear that may... partially be my fault,” the shadowy Umbreon closed his eyes.
“As I have stated, I am the first Umbreon. But I am also her ancestor. Though.... The Umbreon species were not always Dark-type. Back in my time... many... MANY eons ago.. Umbreon were Poison-type. But.. a couple of centuries after all the Eeveelutions were established, something horrific had happened.”
(trigger warning under cut--)
“The first Espeon... was dead. Slain. Nobody knew who had done it, but then.. someone decided the blame should fall on me, since I was the closest to her. This turned the others against me. They even turned my own son against me, he growled before lowering his gaze with an apologetic expression.
“I should get to the point, my apologies. Ultimately, I was.... imprisoned, sealed away, and the other leaders made it to where that no Eevee born in Henkan Forest--The territory that the Eeveelutions settled in as their own--would be likely to have the capability to have Poison as their Hidden Power type. I would assume out of fear that if one did... especially one of my bloodline.. then the seal on me would weaken. This is where Gemini comes in.”
He paused briefly after that, before continuing, gaze filled with mixed emotions. “Many eons after my imprisonment, little Gemini was born.. a small, frail child. I would wager it was a combination of factors that led her to be so sickly. But when the current.. Elders of Henkan noticed that she did in fact have Poison as her Hidden Power... they wanted her dead. Simply because of their fear,” a weary sigh paused his speech briefly once more. “Anyways.. the point is... due to Gemini being unable to use her Hidden Power, the poison builds up in her system. And given that she is still somewhat sickly, this can lead to coughing fits. Thankfully... her evolving into an Umbreon mitigated this to an extent. I fear if... she had evolved into something else, like Sylveon or Leafeon.. she would've succumbed.”
He then averted his gaze, hoping this would answer most of the questions.
Another angsty angsty vampire!AU ask.... what happens to Brian and Roger when the drummer is on his death bed?
//you people are on an angsty mood it seems... I love it. I be hurting.
I hope this is to your liking! //
Brian had always hated the smell of hospitals. The smell of disinfectant and sickness felt burning, and he could feel the desperation and sorrow in the air. The steady beeping of the machines was like a metronome to his deteriorating sanity, and in the past few months he had spent every day of his life listening to it.
It wasn't fair, but he knew he was partially to blame. It could have been avoided.
Shifting in his chair by the bed, Brian thought back to a conversation a few weeks earlier.
"Do you ever regret it?"
"What do you mean, Rog?"
"Not turning me?"
It still chilled Brian to the bone. Regret. Such a nasty thing, such a wasted emotion.
"Maybe. At times. I would love a forever with you, Roger. You know that"
"I would have loved a forever… With you too"
"I know. But I couldn't do that to you"
"I know"
It brought Brian very little comfort, knowing that Roger didn't loathe him. The thing that comforted him was, that Roger didn't seem to fear what was coming. He had made his peace with it, more so than Brian. And the vampire would never tell Roger he regretted it, it was too late for that now. The light had dimmed from Roger's blue eyes some days ago, and Brian knew it wouldn't be long now.
The beeping turning into a steady, unstopping whistle drew Brian from his thoughts. One glance at the monitor on the other side of the bed told him everything he needed to know, he didn't need to listen to the nonexistent heartbeat.
Brian leaned forward, pressing a kiss to Roger's temple. Pushing a strand of white hair behind his lover's ear the vampire got up. He squeezed the unmoving hand in his own one last time, taking a deep breath.
"I love you, Roger. I'm sorry"
The smell of disinfectant and death lingered and he was alone again.
Featuring || Brittany Pierce and Noah Puckerman feature Kevin Pierce
When || New Years Eve
Where || Brittany’s Dance Studio/ New York streets
General Notes || Brittany gets a visit from Puck at the dance Studio, when things take a huge life changing Turn.New Years Eve Ends on a life changing note.. Warning: Possible death
Puck: pulled up to the dance studio that Brittany dances at, put his car into park and gotten out of the car after turning it off. He wanted to talk to Brittany about trying to be friends with her at least. He locked the car up, headed up to the doors and opened them up. He had a feeling that she would be here, especially if he knew her at all, which he did, She was working her ass off to make sure this Justin Beiber video was an success . He walked down the hallway, glancing in through the windows to see if she was busy and stopped when he heard music.
Brittany: had just got done with her last class of the night, she knew that they hated her for making them practices on New Eves of all days especially since it was already 11:00 Pm. But she wanted to make sure they knew all of the moves and it was perfect for Justin Bieber’s music video next year. “Thank you guys for coming! I will see you next year…” she waved goodbye receiving a hug from all of them including Justin “Did you like what you see?” she asked using the towel to wipe the sweat off her face. Justin nodded with a smile “Yeah I did actually. I have to say Britt.. you are literally the best..but yo I’m gonna head out… are you sure you can’t come hang for a bit? I’m throwing this big New Year's eve bash.. it would be fun.” Brittany smiled softly “thank you… that means a lot coming from you and yeah I’m sure… I have plans with some friends.” she said honestly. Justin nodded in disappointment “Alright then.. can’t plan a guy for trying. talk to you later” he waved before turning around to walk out the door, leaving Brittany alone.
Puck: slowed down when he saw a lot of people leaving out of the many rooms and saw Justin Bieber walking out of the room. He moved to the side a bit, gave them a smile and headed towards the door. He knocked on the door as he poked his head into the room and saw Brittany wipping the sweat off of her forehead. "Hey, um is this a bad time to talk?" He asked when he stepped into the room, while staying close to the door just in case she wanted to throw something at him.
Brittany: pulled out her phone so she could text Chris that she was on her way home to change, but stopped when she heard footsteps causing her to turn around to see Puck "o-oh hey.." she whispered with an akward smile, she hadn't seen Puck since the other night "Um well no not really.. I'm just getting ready to look up, so I can go home.." she said grabbing her stuff "What's up?"
Puck: returned the awkward smile. "Oh, sorry." He replied as he kept where he was and leaned against the door. "I was wondering if we can talk? And, don't worry. Im not going to be saying thing douchey, which Im sorry for saying and what I did."
Brittany: put her bag straps over her shoulder as he spoke, at first she was going to tell him no, because it seemed every time they talked now, it turned into a huge fight and she didn't want that. But she could tell that he was being sincere and even though she was still pissed off at him for what he did to her and to Chris, she figured talking to him for a second wouldn't hurt. "Sure.. what do you wanna talk about?"
Puck: felt a wave of relief washed over him and stepped further into the studio. "Us, and becoming friends because no matter what I put us through. We ended up becoming good friends, and I know that its going to be a while until you trust me. I respect that. All I want is, becoming friends with you."
Brittany: look down between them trying to figure out what she should say, he wanted to be friends, and she honestly didn't think she could do that again, because to her she feels she would just be setting herself up for falling for him again, and honestly she couldn't allow herself to trust him in that way again. Besides she was starting to move on, and as of right now, there wasn't any room in her life for him. "Noah.. I love you" she said honestly "I always will.. but.." she sighed "I can't be your friend... not now.. and probably not ever..." she whispered "This isn't something that I can just get over within time... I mean.. in my heart I forgive you.. I have to.. because if I didn't.. I would walk around here mad and angry and bitter.. and that's not how I wanted to feel... It wasn't healthy for me.. or for my daughter..." she stated with a shrug "But just because I forgive you... doesn't mean I can forget that you cheated and lied to me for two years straight and you didn't even care that it was with one of my best friend..." she rushed out feeling her tears form but held them, being able to talk to him without wanting to slap him was a big step for her. "Listen... all I want is to just move on from all of this...the cheating, the lying...the betrayal.. and I can't do that if you are around me..." she stepped closer to him "But I do want you to be happy... and I want you to go and find someone that you can give your all too because apparently...I'm not the one... not anymore.. friends or not.." she couldn't tell by looking at him that he was hurt and that he was going to be angry and that was the last thing that she honestly wanted him to feel, but she just wanted to be honest with him. "I'm sorry..."
Puck: listened to her, tried not to show any tears that were threatening to fall. "Okay," He replied and stepped back when she stepped closer to him. "You got it, I understand...I'll leave and wont be in your life again. If I see you then I wont make eye contact with you or anything like that. If I see you guys in the bar again, I won't even take drinks or talk to you or any of you guys. Because Im not the one anymore.. I fucked up away too many times for that..." He shook his head. "Don't be, you're doing what you need to do for you and Ari and Chris. Goodbye Brittany." He turned onto his heel, walked out of the building.
Brittany: closed her eyes at his words, everything in her told her she had the right to feel the way that she felt, but it didn't change the fact that she was feeling bad for cutting him out of her life like this. He had been such a huge part of her life and Ari's life, but she had to think about herself for once, for once in her life she had to think about how things were going to affect HER and her daughter, and she didn't want to go back down that road at least not for now. "Noah.. please understand" she begged him, looking up to see the tears in his eyes as he turned around to leave. She felt her tears running down her faces, and everything in her told her to go after him to at least tell him give her space and she did just that. She ran out the building looking around the busy night straights hearing people scream happy new years every five seconds. Once her eyes landed on a very upset Puck, she run down the street "Noah" she yelled but he kept walking. Her heart was beating fast as she finally kept up to him seeing a car coming toward him "PUCKKKKKKK" she screamed hoping that he would notice the car. The car tried like hell to slow down trying not to hit him but he lost control of his car hitting Puck straight on"OH MY GOD" Brittany cried running toward him, watching his body sliding off the window shield with blood everywhere. She quickly rush to his side, turning him over to where he was resting in his lip. "N-Noah.. p-please.. t-talk to me" she sniffled wiping the blood from his mouth "Please... talk to me.." she repeated seeing that he was barely alive. The guy got out of the car rushing to Brittany "Oh my god I'm so sorry.. he came out of no where.. and I tried to stop.. I tried. to stop" he said in a panic tone. Brittany wasn't a doctor but she could tell that he was literally choking on his own blood trying to breath and if they didn't get to the hospital he was going to die. "Call 911!" she rushed out as the guy continue to ramble causing Brittany to get pissed. She turned to glare out "DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME! i SAID CALL 911! NOW! OR SO HELP ME GOD I WILL HURT YOU!" she threatened. "stay with me okay... and don't try to talk..." she whispered
Puck: understood where she was coming from, and he was respecting that. He kept walking, not watching where he was going or a car but all of sudden he heard Brittany's voice and some skidding. He glanced over, feeling the car hit him straight on. He rolled onto the ground, coughing up blood and knew that he was choking on his own blood. He tried talking to Brittany, cupping her face and looked at her while he tried like hell to stay awake but he knew that he was going to die if they didnt rush him to the hositpal. He kept trying to move his mouth, before he heard her and nodded as he spit out of the blood some more. He tried not getting blood on her, but he was failing on that and could feel his breathing becoming shallow with each breath. "B-Brit.."
Brittany: could hear people gasping rushing toward them, looking up to see people pulling out there phones. "Please help me.." she begged them feeling cold blood on her skin as he cupped her face causing her to look at him. In that moment every bad thing that they had been through together was out the window the cheating the betrayal everything, because all Brittany could see that the guy that had her heart was literally dying in her arms "you can't leave me..." she sniffled thinking about all of the good times they had together. Yes they had a long and hard road together but there were good memories too, they loved each other, hard and unconditionally "You can't leave me okay... I-I know what I said but.. we can be friends.. we can be whatever you want.. just hold on to me...just please.. hold on to me...don't let go.." she cried "Don't let go" she breathed seeing that his eyes were getting heavy and his breath was getting shallow "shhh don't speak...just hold on okay.." she said hearing the sirens finally getting close to them. She held his hand tight feeling his fingers moving gently in her grasp, as long as he was moving she was going to hold on to the faith that he would be okay. She looked up seeing the ambulance stopping and the paramedics rushing out toward them "See... we are getting help okay.... y-you're gonna be okay..." she smiled sadly through her tears.
Puck: felt his eye lids getting heavy and his breathing even more shallower. He didnt know what was going to happen, except for him dying but he hoped that Brittany was going to be finally happy. "I." He opened up his mouth before he closed it and turned his head the best he could do to spit out some more blood out before he looked at her. He caressed her cheek with his thumb, gave her a small smile and remembered everything. The first time they made love, the first time they told each other that they loved each other and started to remember the bad. He felt her held his hand, wrapped his hand around hers and swallowed the best he could without choking on his blood. " I-I ." He tried to say but the more he tried to speak the more he was choking on the blood making it harder for him to speak. He knew he was dying, but he wanted so badly to remind her that he would always love her, and that he want nothing but happiness for her even if it was with Chris. But gently got his hand from her grasp, placing it over her heart, feeling his tears running down his face as he took his last breath, dying in her arms.
Brittany: could feel Puck letting go of her hand placing it over her heart as he tried to speak, she placed her hand over his, letting him know that she knew everything that he wanted to say. Even though things were over between them, she knew he would always love her, and even though she was moving on from him, she felt the same way. "I will always love you too Puck" she whispered, hearing him take his last breath, causing her to cry hysterically "Puck!" she screamed laying her head on his chest "I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry.." she said over and over feeling her tears running continuously feeling as her world was crashing around her. She couldn't help but blame herself because she felt that if she would have just told him that she would think about them being a friends and not just told him a flat out no, he wouldn't have rushed out of the building like that and he would have listened to her when he stepped in front of that car. But because she basically told him she wanted nothing to do with him, he was dead, and now she had to call his mother and tell her that she lost a son and that Sarah lost a brother. She cried harder just thinking about what they are going to be going through and it was breaking her heart.
Paramedic: pulled up to the scene, and went through the sea of people that was there. "Everybody, give us some room. Please" She replied as she saw a female holding a body and jogged to it. "Ma'am," She placed her hand onto her shoulder and tried to pull her away from the guy. "I need to get to the victim." She felt her shrugged her hand off, glanced up at her partner and placed the board onto the ground once she saw the guy wasn't moving nor breathing. She nodded slightly as she looked at the woman, hating that they were too late to save the guy. "Let's give her a minute."
Brittany: wasn't trying to be rude to the paramedic and understood that they needed to do their job, but she just needed a minute, a minute to say goodbye, a minute to understand that the boy who once stole her heart was officially gone from her and she had to figure out how she was gonna get past all of this especially with all of the guilt she was feeling. She raised up from his chest slowly, realizing that they were on the cold concrete but she didn't care, she just needed this time with him. She looked at his still body with blood everywhere, this wasn't what she wanted for him, he had so much to live for, so much that she knew he wanted to concord and now he wouldn't be able to do it, thanks to her. "I'm so sorry Noah.." she sniffles, reaching over to close his eyes "I didn't want this... not for you.." she whispered looking up to see the paramedic gently motioning her to move "I'm coming..." she said leaning over to kiss Puck on the forehead "Sleep with the angels" she breathed kissing his lips softly. The paramedic gently picked Puck's body up putting it on the gerny, taking a sheet to cover up his face. Brittany got up from the cold ground looking down at her hands that was covered with his blood, wiping them on her jeans, she could tell that it was almost mid night just from the way people were screaming and how loud the Mc was trying to amp them up. This was suppose to be a good night, a night of friends and just having good time ringing in 2016, But instead, Brittany had to say goodbye to the man that had been in her life since she was 16 years old. She walked closer to the paramedics "C-Can I-I" she teared up seeing Puck's body covered "Can I ride with him... He doesn't have anyone here.. except me.. and I-I don't want him to be alone..." she cried feeling her tears running down her face, her phone was going off and she probably should answer it, and she will, when she was ready.
Paramedics: could tell the way Brittany was acting that she was very close to the guy and usually they wouldn’t allow someone to ride with them if the person was dead, but they went and ahead and told her it was okay. They walked through the small crowed loading him up in the ambulance, waiting until Brittany had gotten in before closing the door.
Brittany: sat down next to Puck, grabbing his hand so she could hold it. She knew he was gone but she just needed to hold his hand, just for comfort. Even though the siren was going on as they drove down the street she could still here the people finally counting down to the New Year. If you would have asked her how she wanted her night to go, this wasn’t it and she sure didn’t want this for him. 2016 was finally here and all Brittany could do was sob softly,leaning her head against the wall as she did, not knowing what she was going to do next. Puck was dead, and she was going to have to find the way to deal with it. Question was, would she be able to, if not for herself for her daughter and Puck’s family, because right now in her mind they were the most important ones at this moment.
Once they got to the hospital Brittany got of the back of the ambulance to see her father running toward her. The last thing she wanted was to answer a bunch of question, she just wanted to go into the hospital and call Puck’s family and be with him until they could get there.
Kevin: ran toward his daughter seeing that she was covered in blood, all he could think about was if she was hurt and what had happened. He glanced behind her to see the paramedic carrying a dead body on the stretcher “Baby.. w-what happened? W-Why Are you cover in blood?” he asked going to hug her but she jerked away from him.
Brittany: scoffed “Why are you here?” she asked walking toward the building. She wasn’t trying to be a bitch but all she could think about was how much her father had always hated Puck and now that he was gone her dad finally got his wished.
Kevin: squinted his eyes at her, grabbing her by her arm “Hey! you know why I am here.. there was an accident called in.. and apparently you were involved.. so please.. can you tell me what happened..”
Brittany: jerked her arm away from him once more, crossing her arms as she tried to hold it together “You wanna know what happened Dad? I’ll tell you.. Puck... Puck is dead.. because I decided that I didn’t want him in my life anymore.. and because I was being such a bitch to him that he got so upset.. and ran in front of a moving car..” she sobbed “and now he is gone! and it’s because of me! H-How am I suppose to call his sister, and his mother and tell them that he is gone..” she cried “You should be happy! You got what you wanted...He is gone..for good”
Kevin: jaw dropped as soon as Brittany told him that Puck was dead. shaking his head as his daughter cried hysterically “oh sweetheart this isn’t your fault..” he tried to comfort her by wrapping his arms around her “Shhhhh.. It’s gonna be okay..It’s not your fault.... it was just accident...maybe Puck couldn’t hear you because of all the noises” he whispered taking back by her words. Sure Kevin couldn’t stand Puck not after what he did to his daughter, but he didn’t want Puck dead. “Baby.. I know I said I hate Puck.. but I never..” he trailed off “I never wanted it to be like this Sweetheart.. I promise..”
Brittany: pushed him away again, shaking her head “No.. he could me.. he was just ignore.. because I hurt him..” she chuckled in a bitter tone “Yeah right... you hated him the moment that you laid eyes on him...” She said angrily, she knew she was being out of line she was hurting and she felt numb and she didn’t know how to control herself at this point.
Kevin: “Britt... blaming yourself isn’t going to bring Puck back.. and he wouldn’t want y-” but stopped at the expression Brittany was giving him
Brittany: pointed a finger at her dad shaking her head “Don’t! Don’t you DARE tell me what he would have wanted! Because you didn’t even know him! and you even give him a chance! I should have just said okay.. we can be friends.. or I will think about it.. anything would have been better then a flat out no because he maybe he would STILL be here!” she cried
Kevin: “Brittany... you don’t know that! You could have said those things But it STILL could have ended at the same result!” he pointed out seeing that the more upset she was getting the more her body began to shake “Look.. L-Let me call Chris... and I’ll take you home.. you need to go home and get some rest..” he said softly seeing that they were bring in the driver. “I have to go investigate someone more but once I’m done.. I’ll be right by yourself okay?” he assured her.
Brittany: she knew her father was right but right now, all she could do at this point was to plan herself and she was sure some other people were gonna blame her too. “NO! I just want to stay here.. with him.. until his mother and sister get here... I can’t leave him.. I won’t!” she sniffled “Just go do your job.. and leave me alone..” she whispered before walking into the building with out looking back.
I had a dream that she had faked her death. She showed up at my job and winked at me, told me to call her Sammy. And she hugged me. But I'm awake and she's still gone. coping is hard work, work I can't do today. I miss my friend.
Hey little buddy... and I'm sorry that I haven't even thought to pick you up.. I'm gonna try not to ever stop.
I'm writing into you know because, I need a friend... someone that can understand me.. and not judge me for the thoughts that are going through my mind.. I feel guilty for feeling this way.. because I know it's not right.. but apart of me hates her journal.. I hate her for leaving me.. I hate her for always putting work ahead of my and my brother and sister.. and all I wanna do is just yell and scream at her.. but I can't.. she isn't here.. and I need her.. I don't understand how you could hate and need someone at the same time.. but I need my mom.. I need to see her face... But I know that's never gonna happen... and its my fault.. I should fought harder.. for her to stay.. and now Alley doesn't have a mother. Richard lost a wife and Dylan lost a second one. Every night when I go to sleep.. I dream of her... I dream of her holding me.. telling me its okay... even singing our special song together..and I feel so happy again.. but once the dream is over.. and reality sits in.. so does the anger, the bitterness all over again..
Honestly journal I am so close to loosing it... I'm tired of pretending I'm okay..... The anger is starting to consume me.. take over me.. and now more then ever I hate the feeling of being alone...Mercedes she stays with me when she can... but I hate when she leaves... I literally feel like I can't breath when she is gone.. ..... and maybe I am being selfish holding on to her so strongly the way I am... but I'm so scared that I'm gonna lose her too... I have lost so many people that mattered... Trina and now my mom.. if I lose Mercedes... I don't know what I would do..When she left last night... I started to panic, and then my mind started to wonder, and I just got angry and destroyed all of my art work. Every paper, every piece of clay, every stick of pencils and paint brushes.... I had to quickly clean it up.. I didn't want my cousin coming over to see the mess that I made.... I can't show or tell people how I feel because they will think that I am crazy Sam again... So pretending on the outside, while screaming in the inside... is better for now...because maybe if I pretend long enough... I will start to believe it.. I know I have my friends and I have my girlfriend but honestly nobody understands... nobody will ever understand.. and right now... as I am sitting her writing into you... in my left ear the voices are scream "don't drink...don't drink.. think about all that you have over come" but the other voice is screaming in my right ear, saying "Do it!... Do it! nobody is gonna care...your alone now." The right voices are getting louder journal... very, very loud....
Epilogue by The Antlers is....oh god..hugs pillow and sobs for the 50th time tonight WHY DID YOU (( and-you-sang-your-refrain)) TELL ME ABOUT THIS SONG. sobs louder
I went in at the end and, while I didn't hold his hand, I feel like it was enough. The interesting thing is he passed about five minutes after I sat down, like he needed the whole family to be there before he left.
It's not secret that I'm not close to my family. At best they're sharks circling the raft and at worst? Well- I'm pretty sure you can figure out the next part to the analogy.
Compared to the horrific way my Grandmother died six years ago (a story for another time I promise) this was a piece of cake.
