Broken Promises
Warnings: hidden injury, blood, stabbing, wound, unconsciousness, caretaker and whumpee
Smallest Teammate looked back at Team Leader, their eyes narrowing. The team had been walking back through the woods, after a chance encounter with Whumper had been a failure. They hadn't captured Whumper, but they had all walked away, so perhaps it was a success. But Team Leader had been quiet.
"Are you ok, Team Leader?" Smallest Teammate asked, slowing their pace a little so Team Leader could catch them up.
Team Leader's face was grim, but they nodded. "I'm fine, Smallest Teammate. We've got a long way back to the car. Let's keep going."
Team Leader nodded towards the rapidly retreating backs of Teammate One and Teammate Two. "Keep up. I'm right behind you."
"You wouldn't be just saying that so I go away and stop worrying, would you? You wouldn't be hiding something from me, right? You promised."
Team Leader gave a wan smile. "I'm fine. Keep going."
Smallest Teammate reluctantly faced forward again. They kept their pace slower to keep Team Leader near them. Smallest Teammate could hear a hitch in Team Leader's breath with each step they took, but couldn't see any visible injuries. Perhaps they had pulled a muscle in the fight.
Just as Smallest Teammate settled into their pace, shaking the doubts they had about Team Leader's well being, they heard Team Leader stumble.
"Careful," Smallest Teammate said as they turned towards Team Leader.
Team Leader dropped to their knees, sweat beaded on their brow. "I....I....I just need a moment," they gasped.
"Team Leader, you promised you wouldn't hide being hurt. You promised," Smallest Teammate muttered under their breath as they hurried forward to catch Team Leader as they collapsed forward.
"Where are you hurt, Team Leader? I can't help you if you don't tell me," Smallest Teammate said urgently as they tried to keep Team Leader upright. "HELP!" They shouted to the rest of the team.
"'m s'ry," Team Leader muttered as they blinked heavily. They grabbed Smallest Teammate's wrist with sticky hands.
Smallest Teammate chanced a glance down, their mouth going dry. Team Leader's hands were coated in blood. "Where is the blood from? Where are you bleeding? Team Leader!"
Teammate One was the first to arrive. "Shit!" They said as they knelt down. "What?"
"Find the bleeding. We have to find it so we can stop it!" Smallest Teammate ordered as they shook Team Leader. "Keep your eyes open, Team Leader."
Teammate One ran their hand down Team Leader's back as they shouted to Teammate Two. "GET THE CAR! BRING IT HERE! NOW!"
"Team Leader, keep your eyes open. Keep your eyes on me. You promised you would be ok. You promised you would tell me. You promised you would let me help you. You can't break your promise."
Team Leader's eyes fluttered closed at Smallest Teammate's words. "'mmmmmmm sssss'ryyyy," they muttered as they went limp in Smallest Teammate's arms.
Smallest Teammate stayed upright, completely supporting Team Leader's weight. Had it been any other team member, Smallest Teammate would have struggled. But Team Leader was their size, so they managed. "Come on, Team Leader. Open your eyes. Stay with me."
"Found it!" Teammate One said as they ripped off their jacket, pressing it into Team Leader's back. "Stab wound, right flank. It's...It's bleeding a lot."
Smallest Teammate felt tears prick at their eyes. "No. Team Leader, listen to me. You have to hang on. We are getting you help. But you need to hold on. You promised me!"
"HURRY UP!" Teammate One roared at Teammate Two.
"Please, stay with us, Team Leader," Smallest Teammate whispered into Team Leader's ear as they held Team Leader tightly. They watched Teammate One frantically keep pressure on the wound while searching for anything that could help them keep Team Leader alive. "Please. I need you. Please, stay."
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Her name was Samiya and she was brutally stabbed in the neck and chest before she was taken to a New York hospital with her sister Sanyia (who had been stabbed in the arm), where she did not survive her injuries from her neck and chest. These sisters were just at a store, and this predator FOLLOWED them after he was rejected and attacked them. He waited for them -and he's still not caught. This is just absolutely horrifying.
Misogyny fuels violence against women -and this very clear epidemic is killing young girls and women.
I cannot imagine the degree of entitlement you think you have to anyone's time and bodies- that anyone could hold that much disdain for rejection, and is okay with exerting power, control, and violence upon another person because YOUR ego is bruised. Fuck toxic masculinity and dismantle the patriarchy until it burns to the ground because I'm so sick of seeing this.
I wish all the best to the family and loved ones of Samiya. This young teenager should still be here. And I hope the man who did this gets apprehended and faces endless misery and misfortune in his lifetime.
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“The World”
(my contribution to the @ themagnusarcana zine over on ig)
Image 1 [ID: A digital illustration of the end of the Magnus Archives podcast. Jon and Martin are situated in the pupil of a great eye taking up residence in a red sky. The panopticon/institute is burning and crumbling in the background, as Martin stabs Jon in the heart. Jon’s blood flows down and pools at the base of the House at Hill Top Road, which sits atop a large web made from the tape of large cassette tapes lining the sides of the image, acting as anchors for the web. Annabelle Cane sits at the bottom half of the image, pulling strands from the blood-soaked web and connecting them to a group of planets she sits amongst. /end ID]
Image 2 [ID: close-up of Martin stabbing Jon. /end ID]
Image 3 [ID: close-up of Annabelle Cane. /end ID]
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