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Author: Marblez PM
Something dreadful happens to Scipio, can Prosper save him? Summary sucks, I know. SLASH ScipioProsper. No sequal on the way at this time I'm afraid.Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Romance - Chapters: 5 - Words: 3,970 - Reviews: 46 - Favs: 44 - Follows: 14 - Updated: 09-11-06 - Published: 08-29-06 - Status: Complete - id: 3129779
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of them I'm sad to say. BTW this is based more in the movie than the book because I loved the movie and came up with this after watching it and I'm sad to admit I still haven't finished the book. I know, I know, terrible me.
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The battered figure roughly pushed the gate open and stumbled up to the back door of the nice house, a door he then proceeded to pound with his right fist as loudly as he could. He pounded so hard he accidentally shattered the glass. Lights came on in the house and the sounds of people running around made him smile sadly as he stumbled backwards, both hands clutching at the worst of the three bullets in his stomach as he sank to his knees, the world spinning around him.
"Who the fuck did this?" That the first time he'd heard Ida swear and it made him smile as the kind woman looked out into her garden. "Scipio?" She rushed forwards and her arms were soon around him, taking his weight.
"S-Sorry 'bout the-the window…" he said through a mouthful of blood, some of which spilled out and dripped off his chin.
"Scipio what happened to you?" she asked worriedly. He smiled distantly as he heard his friends running down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Hornet! Call for an ambulance!"
"M-My father found me, he d-didn't like m-my new lo-look," Scipio laughed sadly, "'scept unlike-unlike before this t-time he brought a-a gun." The once Thief Lord looked up at her as he was slowly lowered to the ground, his blood now stained her white pyjama's. "D-Don't let them see m-me like this…"
"Kids, stay inside!" Ida called out hoarsely.
"What is it Ida?" Prosper asked from inside.
"Don't worry Prosper!" Scipio smiled sadly as he gave a cough, splattering blood over his face and down his front. "Hold on Scipio…"
"T-Too late Ida, I'm done for, I kn-know it. I just wanted-wanted you t-to do something for m-me," Scipio's voice was getting quieter. "T-Tell Prosper I'm sorry."
His eyes squeezed shut as he gave a gasp of pain, his back arched and tears fell down his bloody and bruised cheeks. "That I'm s-sorry for ever-everything."
"You can tell him your self."
"No. I don't want him to-him to remember m-me like this. I want him to-him to remember me how I-I was, before'" he was cut off by his own gasp of pain which turned into a scream as his body moved, pulling injuries upon injuries. "Before the m-merry go round. Before e-everything."
"I will Scipio, but only if the worst happens," she promised him quietly. His smile grew but then stopped, he looked frightened, terrified as more blood dripped from his mouth. She was soaked in it now as well as he, she knew now it was a miracle he'd stayed this long. "It's alright Scipio, it'll be alright."
"Thanks I-Ida," his hands moved up and held onto her shoulders. "Don't t-tell them I w-was this frightened in th-the end. I d-don't deserve p-pity, I don't-" he started to choke on his own blood and his terrified gaze met hers. She was still staring at him when he stopped moving and went limp in her arms, his arm falling onto his bloody chest, his glazed eyes gazing up into the night sky.
"Ida?" Prosper asked worriedly from inside as she began to cry pathetically.
"D-Don't come out Prosper…" But the gasp that followed told her he didn't obey her. She looked up at his horrified face as he ran forwards, dropping so suddenly he grazed his knees. Then he was howling and grabbing at Scipio's body with his hands, coating them in blood.
"No…no Scipio…you can't be…you can't be…NO!"
A/N Part one of four, the depressing one. R&R if you want to, or flame, you're allowed to do that too.