A Promise Fulfilled
[AO3]
Finally wrote for this AU, and it’s definitely one of my favorites. Unfortunately I’m starting with one of the worst (emotionally) scene of this AU. Cause… whumptober.
The basis of this AU is that after the winner dies in the life series, they wake up a few days into the following one. They look like a red life, and have the single life of one, but lack the bloodlust and desires of one. They also can’t interact with the mechanics of the games (ie life transfers).
Grian in both LL and DL attaches himself to Scar and keeps him company/dedicates his life to him.
Summary: Being the last greens on the server paints a huge on Grian and Scar’s back, but Scar is confident we can talk his way out of any confrontation. Unfortunately when he realizes he can’t, he loses the one person who cares about him.
Day 14: Alt 14: Human Shield
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Scar holds his hands up as the reds surround him in a half circle, “Now, I’m certain we can make a deal here, fellas.”
“Or,” Joel grins, “We can kill you and take the sand from your corpse.”
“Well-“ he verbally stumbles, trying to find the words to get out of this one. It seems like escaping all of those encounters before did nothing but aggravate them all.
Scar’s eyes flick around to the many crossbows pointed at him, most of the reds are here, which is the least ideal situation. He needs to find a good way to pacify all of them.
He flinches to the side as an arrow flies past his arm, and his eyes flick over to where Etho is reloading, “No more talking.” It seems like that’s a cue as the crossbows get raised again.
Before Scar can do anything to defend himself, a few of the reds fire them, arrows flying towards him. He goes to brace himself, but suddenly someone stands in front on him, wings spread wide.
“Grian!?” Scar exclaims in shock, before watching in horror as the avian crumples to the ground, a few arrows sticking into him. Fully ignoring the red lives around him, Scar rushes to Grian’s side, cautiously picking him up, “G-Grian…?”
Grian slowly opens his eyes, red eyes hazy, and smiles, “Got here… just in time…”
“Grian- you- why !?” Scar mumbles, grief suddenly crashing against the horror within him. This Grian might not have been his soulmate, but he sure as hell cares more about Scar then the one who is.
“I told you… that I’d… protect you,” he rasps out, voice growing weak.
“You didn’t have to risk your life!” Scar shouts, tears brimming in his eyes.
Grian shrugs minutely, “It was… the only thing… I could think of…” He takes a shuddering breath, “It was worth it… I was going to die eventually… no better way then… saving you.”
“Grian,” Scar whispers, voice breaking.
“Please survive,” Grian interrupts, quiet but firm. “That’s all I want… goodbye… I l-“ his eyes fall closed again as he goes limp.
“Gri-“ A loud boom of thunder interrupts him, and it echoes with a finality of Grian’s death. The equally timed communicator beep only confirms it. Scar clutches the avian tighter, ducking his head down as the tears start spilling from his eyes, “G-Grian!”
Too absorbed in his grief, Scar doesn’t hear the quiet whispers of the red lives around him, nor does he hear them all exit the area, leaving him to mourn in peace.
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