The man with his rucksack raises the gun.
Danny looks at him, really looks at him, sees his wide eyes and trembling hands and thinks that it serves him right.
Danny’s own eyes glow green and bright, blood dripping down his face.
“Better make it count,” he snarls.
fanart for close enough to be whole again by @hailsatanacab <3 i am obsessed with this fic!!!
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