A.N : here's a reminder kids, always recheck which playlist you click on before writing! Otherwise, a teeth rotting-ly fluffy story will turn into something like this! 😀 Enjoy!!
Warnings : torture, death, blaming, angst and all the fun stuff!
Word Count : 2.3K
He heard them playing before actually looking at them. Well when you're with Loki and Sylvie you are bound to be subjected to an everlasting banter. With no good outcome. Because you are always right and Sylvie and Loki kinda were the same person.
Mobius turned around and looked over to the duo, currently splashing water on .... was that hunter b-15? Ahh. That explained the ruckus. Mobius smiled softly. Those two were a nightmare to handle when together. B-15 knew it. But as much as they irritated the life out of everyone, they were equally lovable. The way they perked up whenever they we assigned a task, the way they stood proudly on solving a really hard dilemma or they was they basked in the glory of their exhibition of their magic melted everyone's heart. Especially Mobius'. He'd grown to care for the two more than he'd like to admit. Even B-15 held a special place in his heart.
He felt the waves gently lapping at his feet, draped over the jet ski. He couldn't believe he'd actually got to ride one. All his life he'd dreamt of riding one. He dreamt of how the wind would blow his hair as he rode the machine on clear blue waters. And boy was it better that anything he had ever imagined. The sea sprayed water onto his face as he glided on the water, the salty scent intoxicating him. The wind blew a few strands of his grey hair onto his face, currently etched with happiness.
At that moment, with the sun beating down on his face, the waves washing over his feet and rocking the jet ski gently, and being with people he treasured the most, he was happy. Truly. Closing his eyes, took in a deep breath, enjoying the salty air. Enjoying the happiness. Nothing could destroy it.
Oh how the fates loved to torture him.
Mobius turned around to look out into the horizon. The sun slowly making it's way down into the splashing body of water. He leaned onto the front of the jet ski and rest his chin on the handle, looking at the scene in front of him. He could here the banter of the group from the shore and decided to tune them out. The soft sounds of the waves and the gentle rocking of the ski made him drowsy.
A sharp scream cut off his daze. He turned neck around to be met with a horrifying sight. B-15 was fighting her hardest to keep on breathing. Even from a distance Mobius could see the crimson liquid gushing out of her chest. He turned the ski with all his strength and raced to the shore.
Discarding the machine as he neared land, he waded through the water and ran to the fallen hunter. He put a hand onto the wound and pressed it firmly. B-15 took in a shuddered breath.
"Its ok. Hold on. Its gonna be okay. We'll get you out. Where's Loki and Sylvie? Who did this?"
B-15 coughed out blood as she extended her arms to her pruning stick. Mobius looked around and found two bodies lying nearby, white faces surrounded by a pool of blood. Tears pooled in his eyes as he saw the bodies of his family. His heart died with them. A movement bt B-15 brough him back to her.
"You did this, you prick. This is all your fault."
Mobius felt a familiar burning sensation through his body as the glowing orange end plunged into his abdomen. He looked over at the lifeless body of his comrade before everything turned black.
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Mobius opened an eye from his comfortable position on the ground, shielded from the sun and antics of the rest of the group and looked over at the cause of the ruckus. Scowling at the group playing volleyball, he stood up from his position on the mat and dusted off the sand. Running a hand through his hair, he walked over to Sylvie, Loki and B-15 who were currently fighting over the scoring system. When the group noticed Mobius, the called him over to play with them actually act as the referee. Mobius wanted to lie down after the exhilarating jet ski ride.
The jet ski! Where did i park it? I cant see it! Did someone steal it? Oh no! No wait. There it is-
"MOBIUS! Are you coning?"
He was about to day no to the offer when something told him to stay. His body wanted rest but his mind begged him to play. Somthing... felt off. He couldn't place what exactly. His muscles were rather sore for a normal ride on the waves but paid no attention to it. An impending feeling of doom crept up.
Shaking it off as a normal warning with the pranksters, he went to the group. He paired up with Loki. It was a 2 v 2 match. The nagging feeling completely left him as he lost himself in the game. He didn't remeber the last tim he had so much fun.
Small particles of sand flew up as they ran over the beach, hitting the ball. A few stuck to their feet.
The ball hurtled towards Mobius who pushed it away just before it could hit his face. The ball flew towards and empty court. Sylvie and B-15 were missing.
Shocked, Mobius and Loki ran under the net to look for them. Something shining in the ground caught mobius' eye.
"Loki! Come here! Isn't this the bracelet you got Sylvie?"
Mobius picked up the silver bracelet made into the shape of a snake. The green emeralds on it reflected the sunlight onto his face. He looked back at where he found it. A gust of wind blew his grey hair onto his face. The silence was deafening.
Silence?
Mobius whipped around to look for Loki. He should've been right there! Where is he???
"Help!"
Panic seized him. He ran to the direction of the voice. Placing the bracelet in his pocket, he rushed to see Loki being sucked into the ground.
"Hold on! I'm coming! "
"No get away you monster."
Mobius was shocked to say the least.
"Whats wrong with you loki? I'm trying to help you."
"I think you've done enough."
"What?"
"STOP PLAYING DUMB. YOU KILLED HER. I SAW IT. YOU KILLED HER AND MADE IT LOOK LIKE SHE GOT STUCK IN A QUICKSAND. WHEN B-15 SAW THAT YOU PRUNED HER TOO. AND NOW ME."
"NO. This is nit true! I didn't do that! I didn't do any of this. Please . Let me just help you."
The sand had reached Loki's neck by now. The force of the earth cutting off oxygen to his lungs.
With his final breath, Loki breathed out, "My time has come. And i'll make sure your's does too." As the sand reached his nose, his eyes glowed green and mobius felt himself being rapidly sunk down. The sand around him quickly ate him up. Terrified, Mobius tried to reach out to anything he could find. All in vain. The more he thrashed around, the deeper he got sucked. Panic seized his heart. Flashes of Loki sinking played in his mind.
The sand reached his chest. His breathing got erratic. A sharp pain shot up his chest from his abdomen causing him to bend over. A flash of memory, someone pruning him surfaced up in his mind.
You did this prick. This is all your fault.
YOU KILLED HER.
"No. No!"
The previously blue sky, now as dark as ink seemed to cave in on him. The sand reached his chin. As darkness overcame him, he heard muffled voices.
"crank it up"
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"Wake up sleepy head. We're there! But don't look out of the car unless i say so!"
Mobius sat up with a groan. Rubbing his eyes tiredly, he looked around to find himself in the backseat of a small car. He stretched out his sore arms and legs and cracked his knuckles.
"Ah finally awake, are we?"
"Loki? What ? Where are we?"
"Oh shush Grandpa. You're missing the whole point of a surprise. Honestly, you're sometimes worse to handle than Sylvie."
"Hey! I heard that."
"Stop it. You're gonna ruin this for him."
At B-15's remark, Loki turned to face Mobius with a sly grin. Mobius however, couldn't for the life of him figure out how he got there. Something was wrong.
"Here, wear this blind fold."
"Why?"
"Just do it will you?"
Sighing, mobius put the blindfold onto his eyes. His body screamed for rest. He wanted to curl up and lie down. His chest felt heavy. Even trying to walk exhausted him. But the look of joy on sylvie's face was too pure to say no to. Mobius knew just how much shed been through and wanted to do anything to make her smile. Even if that meant dragging himself to wherever he was being taken to.
"No peeking!"
"I wont."
Seagulls could be heard squawking in the distance and Mobius realized he was at the beach. Something was off, he knew it but he just couldn't place what. He had a sense of deja vu saying things are going to go for a toss.
"Okay. Now remove the blind fold!
Slowly removing the fold, he was greeted by a shining, brand-new jet ski.
"Surprise!!!!"
"I- Wh- What is this?"
"A potato. What do you think? It's a jet ski! We bought it."
"Thank you guys so much."
Loki rolled his eyes at Mobius' out pour of emotions and pestered him to try out the machine. Mobius gladly complied and got on. Beside a few wobbles and slip offs, Mobius rode the ski like he'd been meant to do it all his life. He was having the time of his life.
So were the trio, looking at their parent figure happily playing with his new toy. They rented a speedboat and played with him in the sea.
Mobius couldn't believe he was on a jet ski. He looked at Sylvie and Loki annoying B-15 on the boat a few meters in front of him. He turned off the engine and rest his head on the handle, enjoying the moment, the earlier panic and feeling of doom long forgotten.
A sudden crack of thunder made him stop in his tracks. Mobius looked over to the horizon and noticed the oncoming storm. He quickly turned on his jet ski and rushed towards the speed boat to help the trio, who were struggling to get the boat started.
The thunder roared as it caught up with them. Strong gusts of wind shook the boat and ski vigorously.
"NO"
A sudden flash of lightning accompanied by a a strong wind toppled the boat. Mobius raced to the spot, his already panicked. Tears pricked his eyes as he saw the floating bodies of Loki and B-15. He scanned the area for sylvie and saw a head bob out of the water a few feet in front of him among the debris.
He jumped off the jet ski and swam to her. As he neared her, the water started to turn a dark shade of red.
"Mobius! No! Get out of here."
"No! I'm not leaving you. You need help."
"No! Get away from me. "
"Wh- You're bleeding. Its just the blood loss talking. I'll get out later."
"Damn it Mobius. Why? Why did you do it? What did they ever do — Argh — "
"Shh. Don't talk. Don't exert yourself."
Sylvie screamed as a huge wave pushed the shrapnel deeper into her stomach. Tears rolled down her face as she looked over at Mobius who was struggling to save her. She closed her eyes and touched his forehead.
"Sylvie! What are you doing?"
Flashes of memories spun in his head as Sylvie enchanted him.
A bloody body of B-15 stared back at him, eyes open in terror. He looked down and saw a knife in his hand. Gasping, he fell back but didn't connect with the sand bed. Instead he fell into a seemingly endless black hole. Loki appeared near him, unable to speak. Something was choking him.
Mobius looked at him again and found himself holding the neck of a dead Loki, with bulging eyes.
"No. No. NO. I didn't do this!"
"Then how do you explain whats in your pocket?"
Mobius reached into his pocked and felt a metallic object. That was Sylvie's bracelet to be given to her by Loki. He'd mentioned it to him. But how did it end up in his pocket?
"You're a murderer, Mobius. Killing all your friends. The ones who loved you. Loki and B-15 were an illusion i cast. To try to get you to talk. But you're a cold hearted murderer."
Mobius was shocked. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't have done it! Never! Right?
Sylvie coughed out blood. With great effort, she managed to say, "You killed them, Mobius. The least i could do to honor them in return the favor. See you in hell"
Mobius gasped as he felt a cold metal plunge into his left lung. His body stopped functioning. Numbness crept through him.
"I didn't do this. I didn't"
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"Where are Loki and Sylvie?"
"They're dead! I killed them! How many times do i have to tell you?"
"Put him back. He's bound to break. Sooner or later."
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"Hey Mobius! Sylvie bets i can't ride the jet ski without crashing it. Please help me, i cannot lose to her again!"