𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙮-𝙛𝙞𝙫𝙚

ᴠɪᴇɴɴᴀ
ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ

I hit the water with a splash, and I'm surprised it didn't hurt as much as I expected it to. It stings like a bitch, but other then that I was fine.

The water was deeper the expected as well, way above my swimming capabilities, still I fought my way to the surface. I felt water run up my noes, burning as it it did, but I pushed the feeling away and tried for the surface. I could worry about drowning later. I don't know if it was because I wasn't drunk, or it was because of adrenaline, but I was never able to swim before, swim well at least. I feel my breath leaving quick, quicker then I could handle. I kicked harder then I ever have before, fighting the stalking presence of a blackout. Though I know I am a shit swimmer, a shit person at times, I see the surface as It begins to rain. I see the ripples as debris falls from the sky, along with the rain.

I see the large shadows of the Withers fall from the sky, flowed by a large, harsh light piercing through the clouds as my head breaks the surface. I gasp for air as I fight to stay above water, and not sink below it. I looked around for the bank, finding it closer then it should be, though I wasn't complaining. Relief washes over me as the rain pelts my wet skin, melting my cloths to my body as my chest rises and falls with hard breaths. I feel my body convulse, and I'm on my stomach, throwing up the water I had ingested while swimming. It comes up like glass, scratching my throat instead of being water. It soaks into the ground before I could blink.

I heave in the air for a moment, feeling air travel all the way to my lungs. I find comfort in the way it feels, how it feels to breathe. Though I know the world around me is falling to shit, I don't care in that moment. In that moment I was alive and that's all that mattered to me.

I can't stay here much longer, knowing that the floating Island is literally only a little ways away, and Technoblade could be coming down after me. I stand on shaking legs, patting my body for weapons of any kind, I find one dagger strapped to my thigh. I sigh, knowing that I could run into any one, anyone with skill, and be bested easily. I stumble to ever standing structure to support my exhausted body.

Though with his in mind, I still move forward into the destroyed land of L'Manburg. I see people running after the last Wither, firing arrows at the beast as it fires it's own weapons; its goddamn heads. I search for a weapon better then a damned dagger, and my search concludes in vain. Every sword I find is broken, the blade almost always melted or melting. Most of the bows and arrows I find are also broken, the string snapped and the arrows split, the ones that aren't, are just about to break or have no arrows to fire.

I groan in annoyance, feeling everything at once, and crumple to the floor. Dirt and small rocks plaster themselves to my skin, my hair and into my soaked shoes. I can't feel my head anymore, it all feels numb and airy, like I was floating. I could still feel the ground, the water falling around me as it pelts the earth, but I can't seem to grasp the feeling of my own brain.

"Vienna?" And just like that, it all comes rushing back with a sigh. "Vienna?" The voice repeats it's self, sounding clear as day, even in the downpour around us. I told myself id always remember that voice, then that I would hate it for ever after what they did to me, but I still find myself smiling mentally. The voice was to Sapnap, someone I consider my greatest friend for half of my life, until that day I decided to leave, for the second time.

"Sapnap," I reply, coughing as I turn my head to the man. He hasn't changed much, scraped up and scratches cover his skin that was showing, along with the ones on his shirt and pants. His bandana is flattened down from the rain. His hazel eyes, ones that I couldn't get out of my head for the longest time, looked over my slumped body. I groan as he steps down, ready to fight him with my measly dagger that was just about broke.

But Sapnap throws his blade down, and instead of killing me, or I him, he wraps his arms around my back. My arms fall limp at my sides as emotions rise from the depths of my soul, of my mind quicker than I could fight them. I know I said I would hate him forever, I know what I said, but that doesn't stop me from dropping my dagger, and sling my arms around him as well.

He smells just like I remember; sword polish and fire.

"I thought you were dead.." He whispers, his arms tightening around my frame. It isn't intimate, not like how it used to be. No, I don't know what this is. "I thought you were dead." He repeats, his voice breaking. I can't tell if its the rain, or his tears.

"I haven't a clue on why you did?" I joke, feeling my own tears pool in my eyes. I don't remember the last time I was hugged like this. The last time I hugged him.

I know we were on different sides, lived different lives, loved different people, but I couldn't help the pain that my heart felt. We were different people, but we were the same.

"I saw you fall- I saw him draw his sword- I thought-"

"Shhh- I'm fine, I'm fine.." I whispered, feeling his chest rises and fall with a stutter. He nodded, and kept nodding, and kept nodding. He held his breath for a moment, and shook his head once, then pulled away. His hair was matted down to his forehead, eyes bloodshot and filled with tears. His face was split with a smile, though not reaching his eyes, but wasn't sad.

I was going to say something, something sarcastic, funny to ease the tension between us, when an explosion hit. The blast went so far, and so hard, it knocked both Sapnap and I down to the ground. The last Wither is dead, I can tell from the sudden light cutting through the sky as if it were a knife and the atmosphere was butter. I hear Sapnap groan as he lands on top of me, shielding my body from the debris flying through the air, I huff as he weights presses down on to me.

"Stay down," He says, the addition of the rain, debris falling into the makeshift lake and his dripping hair made for a hard time staying still without feeling uncomfortable. I hear the metal and the wood hit the ground, the rain temporarily hesitating before resuming its constant down pour. I close my eyes and wrap my arms around Sapnap's neck, seeing as he isn't allowing me to move from out under him. I hear Sapnap breathing begin to get uneven, and then a sudden intake. Something drips against my stomach.

Opening my eyes and looking down to where his body hovers over mine as the light in the sky dies, I see a slight metallic shine, just as the last spark blows out. It's dark, but I know I saw it. I knew I saw the metal shrapnel peaking through his shirt, front and back before he collapses to the side of me, just before I could catch him. But I'm at his side in an instant.

Shrapnel had priced his skin, cutting right through his body. The wound was pouring with blood, enough to fill the ocean it seemed. Sapnap heaved through his collapse lungs, barely able to hold his eyes open or speak. Both of our tears melt into the rain as his white shirt is colored with the nasty red. I watch in horror as his hands reach out and hold onto my wrists, as if telling me to stop. I've lived this before, and I couldn't live it again, I couldn't do it. I wouldn't.

So I don't listen.

My hands are gripping at the price of metal inside of Sapnap's body, trying to slow the bleeding and I begged him to stay alive, begged him to stay here. I know I said I hated him, I know what I said, but fucking hell, I didn't want to see him go..

"No, no I'm not-!" I shout, my voice breaking as I start feeling the memories wash over me from the last time I did this. "Don't you close your goddamn eyes!" How far away that seems now.

"Sapnap stay with me!" I'm screaming, holding the man's body together with slipping hands covered in blood, the rain wasn't helping. "Help! Someone help!" My voice is drowned out in the storm. Everyone is on the other side of the world it seems, not able to hear my cries. The floating Island is no where in sight, neither is Technoblade, I have no clue where everyone was, or could be.

My hands are covered in so much blood.

oh god, there was so much blood..

"Please- please-" I falter, trying my hardest not to fall down on top of Sapnap. My hands keep slipping, as do my feet, sliding around in the mud. I had no way of healing him, nor had any hope of him surviving, still I persisted with my stained hands and wet clothes. I couldn't help him, I couldn't save him, not on my own.

"HELP ME GODDAMN IT!" I sob, feeling my anger, every feeling that I've stored in up to this point, and I felt it burn out of me before I could stop it. I was about to scream out again, about to find the help Sapnap needed, but a hand on mine stopped me from doing so. A cold tip of a blade ran across my palm, the same palm he cut all that time ago, Sapnap's shaking hands placing it where my own were stationed above his wound. He was going to choke on his own blood, he wasn't going to make it and I knew it. I knew it and yet I still tried to save him, but seeing as he gave me a means to end his life, I knew that was no longer an option.

I knew what he wanted me to do before he could do, or say, anything.

He wanted me to kill him.

I looked at the dagger he had given to me, seeing as it was the one I had strapped to my thigh, then back to him. His eyes were covered in tears, his face dripping with them as the rain softly pelted down. I could not tell whether it was rain or tears at this point. He couldn't form or hold any expression. He only keeps his hand on top of mine as I stare at the dagger.

"No-" I choke out, gripping the dagger tighter, my knuckles were turning white. "No! I won't do it!" Sapnap shakes his head, and opens his mouth, blood pouring from the corners as he coughs, trying to force out words. His body convulses, and he starts to shake. I try to help him to his side, but he doesn't let me.

"P-Please." He coughs up finally, blood coating his lips as he does, pushing out more words. "Kill m-me.." His voice is broken, and shattering my heart as I realize this is what I had to do. That this is what he wanted me to do. Still I fought. I couldn't be the one, not after everything, I refused.

"No- No!" I don't want to do it.. I can't do it, I mentally cannot handle this- I cannot physically do this.. "I WON'T" I screamed out, seeing a slight smile form on his lips, though I could tell it was pained.

"Vie-"

"No.." I persisted, even as I saw the hurt in his eyes, the pain lying behind them as each second passed that he was still alive. I was being selfish, I wasn't doing what I should. It was selfish to not do this. I didn't want to do this.

"I don't want too.." I whispered, even as I grip the dagger harder in my hand and place it gently against his heart. I didn't want to do this, I didn't have the strength, the power to do it. But I knew I had to.

But I knew I had to.

"I'm so sorry.." and I drove the blade right through his heart, straight through and killing the man I once loved, and still cared for. No matter how many times I said I didn't.

Why hasn't anyone come, why didn't anyone help..?

I watched as the smile on his face faded, as did the life in his eyes. I saw the brown drain out of them, the silence becomes to hard to bare. I stare at his blank face as the world stops turning, and the rain still pours.

The rain always poured.

𝟸𝟷𝟻𝟾 ᴡᴏʀᴅs
ᴀ/ɴ
Y'all wanted death, so I gave you death.
Also, sorry to whoever I lied to when I said I wasn't going to kill Sapnap, my bad :)