MEME: Apocalypse Drabbles

[girlalmighty]

Tag your characters into the meme, and leave each other either prompts or drabbles, as the mood moves you. What would happen to your characters and others in the event of an apocalypse? (The kind of apocalypse is wholly up to you.)

Of course, we all know sometimes the inspiration just isn't there, so try not to take it personally if someone just doesn't get to your prompt. The more prompts you give, the more likely you are to get!

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[jianhuo]

She still doesn't understand how the Reavers got here. Saffron had seen their ships one day, spotted them from her apartment window, and she'd known what they were immediately, smoke coming from the engines of half burned-out hulls splashed with red. There'd been so many of them, and with Reavers, there's nowhere to hide, not when they're all trapped within the city.

However it happened, though, there's no looking back now. People are dying all over the city, dying and much worse besides. Saffron's armed herself as much as possible, guns at each hip and calf, a sword across her back, and one of their axes in her hands. There's no way she's going down, not without a fight at least, knowing what they'll do to her if they manage to catch her.

She runs into him outside her apartment building one night. She hasn't been staying in one place, keeping on the move, sleeping with one eye open and only coming back home every once in a while. She's beheading a Reaver with her axe when he drops down from above and takes care of another one with brutal efficiency.

"I've been looking for you," he says simply. No questions, no need for explanations.

"I've been around," she replies, and they both take steps toward each other, but before either of them can say anything else, she spots one behind him and shouts, "Duck!" right as he's looking at something over her shoulder and growling, "Look out!"

Saffron goes down and the Scarlet Spider goes up. She throws the axe from a crouch, sending it directly into the Reaver's forehead as he falls onto the one behind her from above, breaking its neck before it can barely register what's going on.

"How long are they gonna keep this shit up?" he asks as they move towards each other again, neither of them stopping until they're standing so close they're nearly touching, Saffron having to tilt her head back to look at him. She's going to need to retrieve her axe, sooner rather than later.

"As long as any of them are still alive," she replies.

He gives a brusque nod, then strides over and yanks her axe from the Reaver's forehead. Turning back around, he walks back and hands it to her. "Looks like we've got work to do, then."