blastedbackbone-archive whispered:

""We both know how this ends.""

blastedbackbone:

hanakotobawakodoku:

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“Oh, aye. We do.” Eric summoned his scythe with a sweep of his arm and broke into a horrible grin. His grip tightened on the handle. “If it’s me ‘r ye, kid, yer the one tha’s no’ gonna make it tae tomorrow!" 

“I can’t allow that.” Swiftly, he pointed his gun at the death god once more, flicking off the safety. “Only one of us can live, Eric Slingby, so either fight back or don’t fight at all.”

Eric’s eyes widened slightly. Had he hunted him down?! How did he know his name! They’d never met before, had they? "If tha’s the case–” He took off sharply, intending to run away. “– I’ll no’ fight at all!" 

© OCTOMOOSEY