magic_fratboy

Backdated to last night.

So this was it…this was the way it ended. In blood and ice it ended, a bullet in his belly and his flesh cooling on a dark and filthy slab of asphalt. It was a shitty way to go, pathetic. It didn’t fit a man of his station, it wasn’t right for someone like him to go this way.

He was the King of Cuffs. He was The Avatar, goddamnit…he deserved better.

They deserved better.

Gall gave way to anguish as he thought of them, his girls back home. Twin angel’s faces called to him through the icy bite of steel in his flesh and life spilling from his wounds out onto the ground. They deserved to be happy, to have a lover, a husband, a father and friend. They didn’t deserve to suffer when he finally bled out.

They deserved a man that could have had sense enough to avoid getting shot by his own car in a parking structure after work. They deserved a man that could have spotted the corrupted human in time to stop him before he pulled out the gun, before he could pick up his cell phone and drive off with his car, leaving him to bleed out.

They deserved a smart man, and he was a fool. Like that first awful time The Darkness got the better of him, he had to wonder what was worse: dying before his time yet again, before he got to see his daughter grow up, or dying to the benefit of the other side.

Souls would be destroyed by his death.

So don’t die.

Shutting his eyes, Tommy struggled to keep breathing as he called on the power and prayed he had enough left. He thought of the autographs he’d signed in the lobby of the Mirage, Stephanie and her wide, faithful blue eyes glowing as she watched the illusions during rehearsal. He concentrated on that faith, the belief that he could move mountains and slay dragons. He believed, like she did, that he could roar like the trumpets at Jericho…

…and the walls came tumbling down.

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 350

The walls start breathing
My mind's unweaving
Maybe it's best you leave me alone.
A weight is lifted
On this evening
I give the final blow.

When darkness turns to light,
It ends tonight
It ends tonight.

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In the scattered shadows of the city, he feels a storm brewing.

The Darkness doesn’t toe the line anymore, but random violence still plagues his streets, evil he takes it upon himself to bring to the law’s front door or dispatch on his own. These are the cases Catherine and her team never see, the brutality and death he averts by shining light where it’s needed…banishing the night that calls to him.

It’s the dark that spawns his visions, and the dark brings forth a sense of things to come. The waters are muddy, clouded and dim, but still the light shines. His body is battered and weak, his soul is bruised and aching yet somewhere in the haze he can feel the heat of the sun to ease his sore muscles and soothe his troubled thoughts. There’s comfort coming, but it’s all in the dark.

( He doesn’t understand it, not even knowing that she’s out there... )

Muse: Tommy Karras
Fandom: Original Character
Words: 472