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bearcina · 2 years

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how the most dangerous thing is to love

Zora Blackwood/Female Captain

Zora Blackwood/Ophelia Amana. Major character Death. Explicit. Assassination attempt. Heartwrenching. I don't know SHIT abt medical stuff. This is scifi and medicine works how I say it does in this universe. Anyway this is sad. Gore. Acid burns. Hurt no comfort. First person.

(AO3)

It is better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all.

Zora kept wiping, pouring her last bottle of water over it. She looked at me. She was terrified.

"Zora, Zora, love..." I whimpered. "It'll be okay. I'll be okay. You got me." I tried to smile through the burning pain and tears.

"Ophelia," Zora choked, pulling away another handful of green and brown sludge. "You need Adreno. We need..." She was losing her grip.

I groaned in agony, the acid kept stinging.

"Toxifree, darling." I hissed, not daring to look at my own body. I brought a shaking hand to my chest, howling in pain as I helped wipe away acid and my own flesh.

Zora poured a bottle of the Toxifree over my chest and hands, it soothed the burning.

I sobbed and wiped away the hot sludge, bubbles popping and liquid flesh sticking to my fingers.

"What's happening, Zora?" I asked, terrified. I looked at my hand, my breathing becoming erratic at the sight of melting fat and muscle.

"It's acid, it's..." She stuttered. I felt her wipe off more, sending my ears ringing.

"Zora, what's going on?" I wailed, shaking in pain as I tried to wipe more away with her. It felt like it kept going forever. "Is, is it all acid? Is my skin-?"

She didn't respond.

"Zora, please! I don't want to look!" I sobbed, choking on my own tears. "Why aren't you getting out the Adreno?" I asked, trying to catch my breath. I fumbled at my pockets, trying to grab the Adreno I knew I had.

"Zora! Zora! Please, help me!" I wailed, she wasn't responding and was ripping my shirt off.

"The Adreno!" I finally grabbed the syringes from my pocket.

I would have to look down. I would have to, no matter if I gave her the medicine or if I did it myself.

I don't think I can do it.

"Zora, my love, sunshine," I whimpered, clumsily fumbling to grab her arm, "Use it. Use it." I pleaded.

Zora looked at me with an expression I had never seen before.

"Ophelia." She said seriously. "I can't fix this, I don't think it will mend. You'll... Your..." She trailed off, looking at something on my chest. "You might not survive the amount of Adreno you'll need. Your heart..."

I felt something touch me. It wasn't right.

"What did you just touch?" I asked quietly, shutting my eyes.

Zora didn't respond.

"Zora, what did you touch? What's wrong with my heart?" I asked, slowly opening my eyes and looking at her, my vision doubling the longer I tried to look.

She looked at my face, and it was like I was staring at a ghost. She was so pale.

I felt it again, and my pulse fluttered.

I slowly lifted my head up, slowly raising it enough to finally take the plunge.

I looked down at my chest.

Her fingers were slotted between my ribs and touching my heart.

I looked at her, feeling lightheaded.

"Zora..." I whimpered, terrified. I started crying uncontrollably.

I looked to the syringes in my hand, and back at Zora.

I watched her take one and uncap it, and insert the needle in my shoulder. She pressed down the plunger and I felt searing pain through my chest.

I felt another needle in my arm.

It hurt worse, I started heaving.

My head was spinning.

She was covered in blood.

That's not my blood. That's not my blood.

There was brown sludge on her breastplate.

That's not mine. It can't be.

She had both on her face. The blood was running down her scar like a hellish river.

That isn't mine.

"Ophelia, stay with me! You're dropping!" Zora yelled, but it sounded distant. That wasn't my blood. That isn't my body.

"Zora, I'm scared." I whimpered, watching the blood drip down her scar. "I'm not going to make it, am I?"

She looked like I had hit her with a ship, she started to sob.

"Not if I can help it, damn it! You're not done here yet!" She wailed and uncapped another syringe.

She put that one in my chest.

I felt my heart skip.

It felt like my lungs were in a vice, squeezing and squeezing. I could only taste the sulfur and tang of acid. My stomach churned, my heart racing.

"I love you, Zora. We would have lived a happy life. Please, go to ADA. I want you to have her, my ship. I love you, I love you." I heaved, smiling up at her. I couldn't feel the pain anymore. The black spots in my vision were getting larger.

"I love you too, Ophelia. You'll be okay. You won't... I promise. You'll wake up on the ship, you won't be saying goodbye." Zora sobbed, holding my shoulders tight. "You'll come live with me in Amber Heights. I'll build a landing pad. We can live there, have a happy life!" She wiped off her tears.

"You won't die on me, you can't." She begged.

I smiled and reached for her orange cowl.

"I've always loved you. I can't imagine a life without you in it, and I'm so glad you were in it." I pulled weakly, taking the fabric. She leaned down, her tears dripping onto my face.

I felt a needle again.

"And I'll still be in it, you're a fighter. You can't lose this battle, Ophelia. After everything, you can't lose here."

I shook my head, holding the orange fabric tightly.

"This might be it, Zora. I don't know what's out there."

"We'll go together. Just wait." She leaned in and kissed me.

I shut my eyes, knowing it might be the last.

I kissed her with the energy I had left, and it was undoubtedly the right choice.

#zora blackwood #Zora Blackwood/Female Captain #Zora Blackwood/Ophelia Amana #Tow fanfic #Sad #Bear writes #Yes the title is from the song Achilles Come Down #Yall better expect things with lyrics from that song soon #And same thing with a bunch of The Lumineers songs.... Ive got to do Ophelia by them as a fic with Ophelia

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