"<There is still no word from comrade Dmitriev after his order to release the bombs.>" A soldier at the military base told one of his superiors.
"<He sounded distressed and if I remember correctly he wanted to televise his pulling of the switch himself.>" Another one said.
"<It is safe to assume Dmitriev has unfortunately passed. But his death will not go unavenged.>" The general said. He then looked to all of his men out in the room. Dozens and dozens of agents. "<REMEMBER MEN! ALL UNAUTHORIZED PERSONNEL WILL BE SHOT ON SIGHT! AND BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR THE SEVEN CRIMINALS THAT ESCAPED CUSTODY BUT THIRTY MINUTES AGO!>"
"<It is a shame America put up no real fight.>" A guard playing 21 with another said.
"<To be fair brother, they did send a shark man.>"
"<What the fuck was a shark going to do in the middle of a bunch of snow!? And on that note why did they attempt to defeat us in Winter!? Have they never read a book?>"
"<You know what they say. Those who ignore history are doomed to repeat it.>" Another guard said before the lights in the room turned off, followed by red emergency lights turning on.
"<THEY'RE HERE! EVERYONE PREPARE YOURSELVES!>" With that, every gun in the facility was cocked, locked and ready to unload. Waiting for the enemy to reveal itself. They had not realized, however, the enemy was with them already. Present in the air. A thin layer of "smoke" surrounded the room. One guard started to get a sort of chill up his spine. He ignored it at first, then he felt something scratch the neck of his neck. He went to rub it before feeling like he had been bitten! He grabbed what he thought but him and threw it. He then saw what he threw and proceeded to scream. It was a black widow spider, his biggest fear in the world.
"<̵̢̝̹͚͐W̵̻̠̟̾̇͊̑̉ḩ̸̧͈̣̘̙̯̞̭̥̃͛͆̋͂̑̉͐̽͘͜͝ḁ̵̛͐͊̓͌́̀̃͋̌̽͗̂͂͘t̸̢͇̣̥̩͚̼̘̭̫͎̲̩̃̏͆̏̄̋̇̔̉̋̔'̷̳̘͈̭̑̐̈́s̶̛̺͕͙̜̱͓̋̀͋͌̃͘ ̸̢̡̛̮̖͔̣̞̲̫̯͉̭̭̻̌̍̇͊̊͌͊͂̎̏̋͌͠͝ẉ̵̢̱̯̦̟̭̰̗͓̟̫͊̎͐̐͂̂̋̽̏̈́̂͠r̵̘͉͌͒͆̓̀̐͌ö̷̮̖̖̺́n̶̡̨̘̦̪̻̻̫̯̦̗̂͐̀̋͐̇͜g̶͓̬̖̀̈̽͊̽ ̶̙̈́̓̃̀̽̉̽̈́̎̎̑͊̇͜͝͠b̵̛̻̲͍͓͖̥̙͋̀̈͊̽͜͠͝͝r̶̛̛̥̙͔̝̘͕̫͗̀̀͒̓͑͛̒͆̌͛͝o̷̩̺̳̬͔̍̄̐̎͊̋͌̍̔t̵̨̜͇͇͓̦̦͓̫̩͓̾͜h̵̢͙̯͈̰͓̝̰̻̞̞̄̈́̈́͊̇̇͑̚͜͝͝͝ĕ̴̢̛̹̤̪̲̭̓͘ŕ̸̛̬͓͇̘̳̪̪͖̺̿̔͆͆̔̏̏͗̊͌̐͝?̴̩̬̘͓̼̼͕̭̖̯͇͐̉̒́̓̋͑̈́̋̄̇͒̀͘͠>̷̢̞̩̲̎̈́" He looked over to his
side and screamed as he saw his brother in arms had been completely covered in the arachnids, resembling a million spiders imitating a man rather than an actual one. In his panic, he screamed and unloaded a clip into the spiders. The spiders, however, were unfazed. They jumped off their former host and began biting the man until he succumbed to the piercing bites and collapsed dead.
"<DID YOU FUCKING SEE THAT!?>" Another soldier shouted standing over a grate in the ground on an elevated level.
"<HE APPEARED FOR A SECOND AND DISAPPEARED AGAIN!" One next to him said. Then his partner shot the dead bodies. "<WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?"
"<ARE YOU MAD!? WE HAVE TO MAKE SURE THEIR HEADS ARE BLOWN OFF BEFORE THEY COME BACK! THEN THOSE ZOMBIES WILL BE AFTER US!>" The first guard responded before a zombie jumped out of the grate and dragged him down in with him. He got his neck ripped wide open by the zombie's teeth and blood started to coat the shoes of his comrade in crimson red. With one last breath he said "<I will not... become one... of... you...>" and blew his brains out with a pistol, although his blood loss had already sealed his fate. His partner then heard something behind him, like a wild animal blowing smoke. He turned around and saw what he once thought was an irrational idea: a rhinoceros running towards him and before he knew it, it's horn penetrated his jaw and came out his body through one of his eyes, before it unburied itself from his skull and pushed him down to the abyss below.
He was met down there with one of his platoon that had ducked for cover when he heard gunshots. The soldier slowly made his way towards his fallen friend to see if there was a chance he was okay. He went to lift his head to see if he was alright only for the presumed dead soldier to lift up his own head. However, the first one did not like what he saw. Instead of a battle injury, he saw white face paint and a goofy smile. His ally had turned into a clown. He had always been afraid of clowns. He screamed and when he looked back at the rest of the army with him, they were all clowns too. He was stuck in a funhouse all alone. He went to run away from the freaks and made his way around the corner only to run into another clown. This one had a gun and in a second "the top of his head" referred to his tongue and his bottom teeth, as the rest of it was blown off.
The clown that killed him wasn't one of his partners, but instead Harley Quinn. She was instructed by The Crimson Ghost to watch the mayhem and not to stray, lest she wanted to feel his wrath as well. She did what she was told with Peacemaker and they watched as Crimson Ghost manipulated a soldier into killing his friend afraid of betrayal before he stabbed the friend multiple times at the speed of light with his hidden blades, imitating millions of bites at once, then as he dragged a soldier down through the floor and used his blades once more to slice open his neck like a zombie ripping the flesh, then The Ghost appear behind another soldier before driving his scythe through his skull. All the while he was cackling like a mad man. She was feeling something she hadn't felt in a long time. Anxious, nervous, true adrenaline from watching violence. She hadn't felt this way since Harleen met-
"MYERS!" She heard someone shout. Her thoughts were derailed for the moment. She looked and saw The Ghost doing his best Michael Myers impression before grabbing a soldier's combat knife and ripping through his guts. He pulled out the man's intestines before stalking a man gripping at his throat.
"<I can't breathe!>" He stated before the intestine was wrapped around his neck. The Ghost threw the other end of the intestine over a light fixture sticking out of a support beam and pulled it down, causing the man to be hung as he cackled. Another one fell underneath the hanging man trying to run away from an imaginary tidal wave. The Ghost took this opportunity to throw his scythe at the now dead hangman and his body was cut clean in half, causing blood to just plummet out of his body, while The Ghost grabbed the legs and quickly let blood flow out the other end of the guard and effectively give the soldier's brain the illusion he was drowning.
"This guy is fucking mental." Peacemaker told her. "We need to get the F out of here."
"He'll kill us." She simply said, not taking her eyes off the carnage.
"I'd like to see him try."
"If you think you'll do any better than these poor souls then you're stupider than we are crazy."
"Also better in every way." He added about to walk away before Harley pointed her gun at him.
"Mistah G said to wait." She said with a serious expression.
"You're making a mistake, jester."
"And I'm missing the show watching your needle dick and making sure you don't do anything stupid. So sit back and relax until Mistah G gives the okay." She responded before watching again.
. . .
"So we were sent to see how bad you guys fucked up and finish the job, problem was you guys actually did a pretty good job at destroying the base and they were looking for the Americans who destroyed the base. They ended up looking right where we were dropped off. We got arrested on the spot, underwent some bullshit torture when we got the word you turds were still alive." Killer Frost began to explain to Flag, Komi, and Terra as the rest of the Squad sat around waiting for Nightshade to return before they went to the extraction point.
"Don't be so harsh, Sheila. If I remember correctly, you and the rat girl practically backflipped for joy when you found out (L,N) survived." Boomerang chimed in.
"I did not!" Caitlin shouted in a defensive tone. Meanwhile Komand'r gave both her and Cleo a look. It wasn't an angry one but one of realization. She then looked over at Terra who was staring a hole through Rose. Her eyes were glassy like she was holding back tears and she held onto (Y,N)'s purple shirt while she wore his jacket. Komi floated over stood next to her.
"Hey." She said. Terra looked over at her with a (not as intense) glare.
"What?"
"I... might've been harsh earlier. And I didn't listen when you tried to warn me about... him. I'm sorry."
"Sorry isn't gonna fucking cut it now that he's dead, does it?"
"I know it's my fault, okay? I didn't realize he meant so much to you. I was selfish and you can't really blame a girl who never met anyone else who seemed like they cared about her."
"...I guess it's kinda my fault too. The Ghost didn't awaken until after... last night. If I didn't get him to admit I was his friend in some way this wouldn't have happened."
"I would've still pissed him off and fucked up the mission causing him to feel like I was just another Elsa if you hadn't... oh shit."
"What?"
"I... I don't wanna say."
"Well it's too late now. Spill."
"I'm so sorry!"
"What the fuck is up?"
"There's a chance he comes back but he'll never be (Y,N) again."
"What does that mean?"
"He told me earlier that I had killed him, b-but he would put an emphasis on when he talked about himself. I think I... I killed all of the remaining trust he has as (Y,N). All the headaches and blood loss I caused, h-he probably has fully given into the idea hating us is better than letting us hurt him because of me!" Komi began to hold her head on the brink of tears and a breakdown. Tara just held onto (Y,N)'s shirt even tighter than she previously had and looked down. She really wasn't in the right headspace to help someone else with the same exact feeling of betrayal that she felt she did to (Y,N) by lying about her feelings for him and for the guilt she felt for awakening The Ghost again in the first place. All the while they were being quietly watched by Cleo who had seemed concerned ever since The Crimson Ghost vanished into the night with an ominous warning of "If you all listen to the Good Doctor you will all be saved from my wrath... for now...". And the stare she got personally was chilling. Blackfire and Terra were acting like he was already dead, but he wasn't. He was just alive and happy to see her. He was the reason she pushed on with the mission after their capture, motivated to see him again and save him. Blackfire got ahold of herself and looked back at Terra.
"Look, I was thinking, say he comes ba-"
"Don't set yourself up for disappointment." Terra said with her voice breaking. "The Ghost is in control. Either he fails and we all die or he succeeds and Peacemaker and Harley or Waller kill him before he does something fucked up." Then the sound of a portal was heard by the Squad.
"God! How could you guys deal with that guy for two days straight?" Nightshade said as she appeared again.
"How do you mean?" Rick asked.
"That guy, (L,N)? Total jerk! Once we got in the base he told me 'Excellently done my slave. Maybe you'll be worth keeping alive for use later'. And then after that he told me to 'begone' like I'm some sort of lower life form!"
"(Y,N) said that? He's usually not shootin' off unless you go first. And slave just doesn't sound like his lingo. That just don't sound like him." Flag said.
"That's because it isn't." Komi said. "I told him about... something with slaves our first night here and he was totally against. He wanted nothing to do with the idea of owning someone."
"Which means The Ghost wants everything to do with control." Tara added.
"You say that like it ain't the same bloke." Boomerang said.
"That's because they're not. (Y,N) and The Crimson Ghost are two different people living in one body, and The Ghost is the antithesis of (Y,N)." Tara explained.
"Not the complete opposite but all of his worse qualities are present and they're turned up to 100." Blackfire said.
"He's (Y,N) with no morals. Pure evil. (Y,N) will threaten to kill women and children to get what he wants. The Crimson Ghost will kill women and children because he gets turned on by it."
"Why'd you have to say it like that?" Rose said.
"Why the fuck is she still alive!?" Terra asked gripping at the shirt again to keep calm.
"We were given orders by Waller to keep her alive until we got back to Belle Reeve." Nightshade explained.
"Oh fuck off, she's not-"
"Can we please get back to the topic of (Y,N)!?" Cleo suddenly shouted interrupted Terra. "This Crimson Ghost persona, it's not going to get (Y,N) hurt is it? He's going to get out of the base alive, right?"
"Even if the Ghost takes care of the nukes, we aren't sure if... (Y,N) will ever come back." Blackfire said.
"What. Does. That. Mean!?"
"I think I broke him like he was the first time he became a murderer-"
"And this time we don't have a Batman to beat some sense back into him? And you just let him go off with Peacemaker and Harley!?" Flag asked them.
"He told us not to try to stop him, okay!? I promised him I wouldn't try to stop him! In fact, I was supposed to run away before he even put the mask on!" Terra said. "And he was scared of what The Ghost would do to us! You should've seen him in the bathroom this morning! He was on the verge of a panic attack, shouting in the mirror in fear begging The Ghost not to kill me!"
"Now hold on a second!" Caitlin shouted. "So this Crimson Ghost Norman Bates thing, he's complete evil, right? And we're just trusting him to do what (Y,N) told him to do? He won't have any other motives to be in the base?"
"Well I mean he ain't alone. He has-"
"A delusional psychopath with an attraction to sociopathic serial killers and an egomaniacal narcissist that believes his own hype to the point he could easily underestimate any challenge in front of him." Killer Frost interrupted the Captain.
"...I'm going after him." Ratcatcher stated.
"By yourself? No way, if he's really as bad as they say-"
"He'll be able to see all of us coming at once. Plus who is going to watch her?" Cleo asked pointing at Rose.
"As long as it's not Blondie I'm fine. I think she might try to hate fuck me." Rose snickered.
"Shut. Up." Terra said through gritted teeth.
"I'm not going to fight The Crimson Ghost. I'm going to talk to (Y,N)."
"You might be more insane than he is." Boomerang told Cleo.
"That's the fucking problem." Cleo said. "Everyone makes him feel like it's crazy to be his friend to the point he thinks his only friend is a voice in his head."
. . .
"The nukes gotta be behind this door." Harley said. The Crimson Ghost slammed a decapitated head against the rental scanner. Five rooms, three hallways, a hundred corpses had lead up to this moment. The doors opened and a few unsuspecting scientists and soldiers watching the four nuclear missiles in the room fell victim to gunfire from the harlequin and the purveyor of peace. Meanwhile The Red Reaper turned into fear gas and flew over to one in particular and threw him into a pit below him. He was afraid of heights after all. Peacemaker and Harley walked into the room fully and a man with a crazed look jumped out from nowhere in a last gasp attempt to stop the Americans. His combat knife was inches away from Harley's forehead before the trooper had a knife come out the back of his mouth and stick out like a tongue in Alien before it was pulled back by The Crimson Ghost, dragging the corpse back with it
"I do have to say, I do appreciate the new toy The Good Doctor has created. Great versatility." The Crimson Ghost chuckled admiring the new grappling blade (Y,N) had created before looking up at Harley and Peacemaker in anger in a sudden movement. He turned back into fear gas and approached the two before turning back into normal and grabbing Harley by the throat. "Don't you dare force me to sacrifice the thrill of the perfect kill for your life again!"
"S-s-s-sorry boss..." She whispered while grabbing at his wrist to let her go.
"Watch the friendly fire, phantom of the opera!" Peacemaker said pointing his elongated pistol at him. The Ghost did so and turned around, walking towards the control panel for the atom bombs. "I gotta admit, I can't stand the guy but we got results." Peacemaker said. "Now we just have to..." He started feeling around his pants for the USB. "Where the hell?" He asked himself while Harley caught her breath. The Crimson Ghost stood staring at the controls before pulling out the USB. Unbeknownst to Peacemaker, when Harley was being choked by The Ghost, he reached into the pocket of Peacemaker and grabbed the USB. "Alright, don't know why you felt you needed to take that but just put it into that drive there and we're good to go home."
"...Tell me, Mr. Smith, are you familiar with the Red Scare?"
. . .
Cleo was dropped off in the same corner as Harley, Peacemaker, and The Ghost before her. The only difference is now the spot had been covered in blood. She turned the corner as gasped at what she saw. Horrific displays of violence. Did (Y,N) do all of this? She had to take a rain check on this questioning of herself on account of the fact she needed to throw up. After she did she made her way following the trail of blood, petting Sebastian as she did so. Surely Peacemaker had something to do with this. He was crazy, she knew that well. But crazy enough to hang a man with someone else's guys and then cut him in half? That's a different story. Why did (Y,N) feel this was necessary? She would have to ask him after she saved him. Despite this showing she was determined to save him. She had to save him because she loved him.
. . .
"To this day millions of Americans hold a resentment to Russian people or other communist parties. Others afraid of nuclear war. Millions afraid of dying. Do you know the graveyards I could fill if I allowed the missiles to fly?"
"I knew you were a no good-" Peacemaker began to say before the Ghost turned into gas passing through Peacemaker's body. He appeared behind him, but he was also now holding Peacemaker's belt. Peacemaker turned around to a whip to the mouth with the belt, the metal buckle busting his lip.
"You got outsmarted by a teenaged queer with a god complex. You're a bigger disappointment than I could have ever imagined." Peacemaker looked up and saw his father was now holding the belt in front of him. "Don't make me do it again, boy."
"How'd ya do that thing with yer voice?" Harley asked The Ghost. The Crimson Ghost struck Peacemaker in the head once more, causing blood to come out the patriot's nose.
"Never mind that. See to it Mr. Smith does not get in my way." The Ghost commanded Harley.
"About that, Mistah G, are you thinkin' about how many kids you could be killin'? There ain't really anything funny about tha-"
"I'M NO JOKE! I AM FEAR INCARNATE! Make no mistake, Harleen," As The Ghost spoke a liquid began to leak from his eyes. It was too thick to be blood and was more brownish in color. "I am not here for fun and games I am not here for amusement. I'm here to bring the perfect storm of misery among you despicable animals that roam this earth and try to stand in the way of my immortality." The liquid mixed into a puddle and started to rise. In it was a complexion Harley would never forget. "And above all else... I'm not your puddin'." He said before the pudding Joker lunged towards Harley. The two laughed in unison as The Ghost turned back to the control panel. "The fools forgot to even release the missiles! How moronic of them! No matter." He said as he prepared to hit the button.
If you do this we die. There's no way Waller doesn't find out about this.
"You keep missing the point, Good Doctor. If we do this we're immortal. We become the most infamous mass murderer and serial killer of all time. Ted Bundy, The Joker, Adolf Hitler, their years of work will fail to compare to that of The Great Crimson Ghost! Metropolis, New York, Los Angeles, Houston," The Ghost typed away at the controls, setting coordinates. "all will fall victim to- what do you prefer, Good Doctor? Cycolotrode X2, XL, or XI? Cycolotrode XX maybe?"
Cycolotrode X was an EMP in the forties not a nuclear warhead. I know you know this you're in my fucking head.
"Correction. You're in my mind now. You're the secondary. This is my vessel now. This is the face that will haunt the world's nightmares for the rest of time. Fade away. Classify yourself as the obsolete predecessor to my glory." The Ghost waited for a second to hear if (Y,N) responded but he didn't. He smiled behind the mask. "Rest in peace, Good Doctor. And now for America to follow suit! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-" He was interrupted by someone trying to pull off his mask. He turned around and shot fear gas from his eyes at his attacker. Cleo coughed and swatted the air around her before going in a second time. This time she was successful, but when she looked in her arms, she didn't hold a skeleton mask, but instead (Y,N)'s decapitated head.
"NO!" She shouted. She looked back and The Ghost stood there with his red glowing eyes. This time however, his mouth moved while he spoke.
"Thank you for removing the final thread of that feeble mask. However, Ms. Cazo, it is tragic (Y,N) (L,N) did not give you the same warning he gave Markov and Komand'r. You should've run away."
"No! I'm not going to abandon him! This is not real!" She said throwing (Y,N)'s "head" to the side. "(Y,N) I know you're in there! Fight back!"
"Surprising! You're much more self aware under the influence of the gas than others! However the truth here is much scarier than fiction, I suppose. Because the reality is your deepest fear has already come true. (Y,N) (L,N) is gone forever. You have lost him. And I am going to kill you. He will never learn your feelings for him..." For a brief second Cleo saw The Ghost's red eyes disappear. Then Sebastian leaped out her hands biting The Ghost's hand with the USB in it. He dropped the USB and Sebastian ran over to the control panel, injecting the counter virus. "NO! NO NO NO NO!" The Crimson Ghost angrily stared at Cleo. "THAT IS THE LAST TIME YOU WILL STAND IN MY WAY! I AM GOING TO GUT YOU LIKE THE VERMIN YOU ARE! AND IN ORDER TO DO THAT I MUST FIRST GUT THE ACTUAL VERMIN!" The Ghost went to throw his scythe at Sebastian but Cleo grabbed his arm stopping him. He threw her over his shoulder before chucking the scythe at her. Both her and Sebastian dodged the scythe as it crashed into the control panel and the two of them began to run. The Ghost summoned the scythe back into his hand and began to follow them, walking with a purpose before someone grabbed his foot. He looked down at Harley who was bleeding out the nose thanks to her brawl with the Joker (or depending on how you look at it, a self inflicted nose bleed.) He kicked her off to the side, focused on getting Cazo.
Cleo ran down a long hall. As she ran it felt like it was getting longer and longer. Soon she realized that's because it was.
"I'm still in your head you stupid little girl! You're trapped! Your death is but moments away! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" She heard a voice in the shadows say. She looked around to see the source when she heard the scraping of a scythe against the metal railing she was next to. "I wear a Scary Mask when I'm afraid I don't belong~. You can't read my brain until it's off," She looked back and saw it scraping itself like The Ghost had actually turned invisible. "It's not coming off, not coming OFF!" Then from the ceiling above, The Ghost dropped down on top of her, laughing in her face as he summoned the scythe into his hands. He went to decapitate her but she got out of the way.
"(Y,N) listen to me! You are not evil! You can still come back!" Cleo pleaded dodging as The Crimson Ghost continuously swung at her at the end of each sentence. "You should see Terra and Blackfire! They're lost without you! I was lost without you!"
"AND YOU MADE HIM LOSE SIGHT OF WHAT HE COULD BECOME! HE COULD BECOME A SOMEONE! SOMEONE FREE OF THE PAIN OF BETRAYAL! OF BEING FORSAKEN! NO ONE CAN HURT HIM IF EVERY ONE IS DEAD TO HIM AND THEN DEAD IN REAL LIFE!" Cleo found an opening to run down another hallway and took it. She saw a staircase and began running up it before the stairs folded into a slide, sending her back down to the ground where The Ghost slowly stalked her.
"If anyones made him lose sight of anything it's you! You've tricked him into thinking you're his only friend in the world, the only person who cares about him! Well I care damn you! Killer Frost may not admit it to him but she cares for him! Every nice thing he's said about her work she thinks about every night!"
"SHUT UP!" The Ghost exclaimed as he swiped at her again. This time he got some flesh off her right arm. She held it as she began running again. At one point however, she stopped running and looked at The Ghost as he walked towards her. "NONE OF THAT MATTERS ANYWAYS! YOU REALIZE NOW HE IS A MONSTER! I'M A MONSTER! RUN AWAY AND DON'T LOOK BACK! DON'T LOOK AT ME!" She started backing up less and less. "I SAID STOP! DON'T LOOK AT ME! Don't look at me! I'm a monster!" The Ghost stopped walking towards her and his legs looked shaky. Cleo gasped as he started to reach up to the bottom of his mask before a loud gunshot rang through the area. The Crimson Ghost went tumbling back to the ground as Cleo looked behind her and saw Peacemaker come out from the shadows, bloody faced with an angry demeanor.
"NO! DAMN YOU HE WAS GONNA MAKE IT!" Cleo said punching him in the chest.
"He was a wild animal! He needed to be put down! He was going to-"
"HE WAS GOING TO MAKE IT! AND YOU'VE KILLED HIM! YOU'VE KILLED HIM!" Cleo cried. But behind them, like Michael Myers or Jason Vorhees, The Ghost sat up, eyes glowing once more.
"M-A-S-K, AM-I-O-K?" He started to chant as he stood up. The two looked and saw as he started walking over like a zombie, now bleeding out his chest. Peacemaker shot him again and he staggered back but didn't fall over. "...Ow." Peacemaker readied another shot before Cleo pulled the gun out of his hand.
"WHAT ARE YOU STUPID!?" Peacemaker shouted before The Crimson Ghost ran towards them, all mobility suddenly regained, and slashed through Peacemaker's stomach. Cleo barely made it out of the way and The Ghost slowly turned to her as she laid on the ground. He began to raise his scythe once more.
"You get one more shot. Make it count." He told her. Cleo looked down at the gun and threw it to the side. "You truly are stupid aren't you? You had one last chance to stop the demise you put in motion when you chose to hang around (Y,N) and you just threw it away. Or maybe you have a death wish. He told you I'm no good and hanging around me is only going to get you killed."
"...If I die because I gambled on love, then it would be a worthy death." Cleo said holding her arms out and staring into (Y,N)'s eyes. They widened under the mask and he dropped the scythe. He felt his heart beating at an abnormal rate for him, normal rate for others. In fact, it skipped a beat. He went to hit it to get it to stop but he couldn't even ball up a fist as he looked into Cleo's eyes.
"I...I said don't look at me!" He said with a shaky voice before he dropped to his knees in front of her. She immediately pulled him into a hug and pulled the mask off of him.
"It's okay! You're okay! You're okay!" She said before pushing herself away to look at him. She had tears streaming down her face and a smile knowing that (Y,N) was back with her. She could hear a helicopter outside of the building. "Look! We did it! We won! We can go home, okay?" She told him before he passed out in her arms.