Escape (Matt/Elektra)
Mattelektra - Escape
There’s only one way out and it’s in the opposite direction, but her heartbeat’s like a tether, the sound pulling Matt along even as the world around him begins to collapse in the near absence of sound.
They come at him from every direction with angry fists, aware of his abilities, masking their breaths, moving so fluidly their soft clothing doesn’t even whisper as they sail through the air.
One by one he knocks them unconscious, sickening thuds of skulls connecting with concrete echoing in the dank underground tunnels.
Her tomb is cold, damp stone rough against his fingertips as he pushes heavy lid aside, heart catching in his throat when the feeling is replaced by her soft skin.
He regrets nothing, because there wouldn’t have been an escape without her, no life left to live with the constant ache of knowing Elektra was here, alone.