“You’ll miss me.” She nods to herself, smiling, before she lifts herself off of Herman’s penis with a wince and a sharp intake of breath. The burn of her tactless, violent fucking catches up with her—she doesn’t bother to wipe at the blood on her thighs as she manages to stand on trembling legs.
Just in time, too, for a heated, crackling explosion bursts to her right. A bit of metal splinters from a burst pipe and catches raggedly on her arm—despite her dodge.
In a moment of something pesky and dangerous—perhaps sentimentality? Pity?—Kate pauses in her escape, grimacing against the blinding light of the next explosion that collapses the chamber beside the filter room. She looks down to Herman, mouth lying charmingly slack and his face, marred by her fingernails, facing up towards the weakening fluorescents.
She smiles down at him, kicking her boot at Herman’s limp right leg—the material of which has darkened to a deep, bloody maroon, maybe from a bit of metal that she dodged. Not fatal, she could tell from where she stood. He still has a chance.
It was a quick, thoughtless thing to unlock the cuffs around Manny’s wrists, even as the vital organs of the Vault—her Vault—began to fail and die around her in bursts of sparks and shrill keens of collapsing metal foundations.
It was silly, too. Herman Gomez would die here: he wouldn’t leave his family to perish, no matter what the direness of the situation.
Didn’t matter now. Kate would survive this, but the Vault? They would not.
So Kate did not spare him a last, final glance as she turned from her Vault and fled in the wake of its destruction. She let Manny die there, let Amata and Freddie die there—Ellen, too.
She did not look back for them, either.
It was done.
___
Wow so I'm a twat. I had written the ending for this story quite some time ago, but neglected to post it. So for that, to those of you who read this story loyally and were disappointed, I'm very sorry. Here is the last of it, though not necessarily the last of Kate. Thank you for the support and feedback, this ultra-flaky A!A is unworthy and grateful.
P.S. Also a big shout-out to Fiona Apple's Criminal for inspiring the first installment, and The Dresden Dolls' Missed Me for inspiring this downer of a sequel.
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Missed Me 4d/4 (end)
Date: 2014-12-15 06:09 am (UTC)Just in time, too, for a heated, crackling explosion bursts to her right. A bit of metal splinters from a burst pipe and catches raggedly on her arm—despite her dodge.
In a moment of something pesky and dangerous—perhaps sentimentality? Pity?—Kate pauses in her escape, grimacing against the blinding light of the next explosion that collapses the chamber beside the filter room. She looks down to Herman, mouth lying charmingly slack and his face, marred by her fingernails, facing up towards the weakening fluorescents.
She smiles down at him, kicking her boot at Herman’s limp right leg—the material of which has darkened to a deep, bloody maroon, maybe from a bit of metal that she dodged. Not fatal, she could tell from where she stood. He still has a chance.
It was a quick, thoughtless thing to unlock the cuffs around Manny’s wrists, even as the vital organs of the Vault—her Vault—began to fail and die around her in bursts of sparks and shrill keens of collapsing metal foundations.
It was silly, too. Herman Gomez would die here: he wouldn’t leave his family to perish, no matter what the direness of the situation.
Didn’t matter now. Kate would survive this, but the Vault? They would not.
So Kate did not spare him a last, final glance as she turned from her Vault and fled in the wake of its destruction. She let Manny die there, let Amata and Freddie die there—Ellen, too.
She did not look back for them, either.
It was done.
___
Wow so I'm a twat. I had written the ending for this story quite some time ago, but neglected to post it. So for that, to those of you who read this story loyally and were disappointed, I'm very sorry. Here is the last of it, though not necessarily the last of Kate. Thank you for the support and feedback, this ultra-flaky A!A is unworthy and grateful.
P.S. Also a big shout-out to Fiona Apple's Criminal for inspiring the first installment, and The Dresden Dolls' Missed Me for inspiring this downer of a sequel.