AN: It’s been a couple months since I wrote a drabble about the Revenged group and I’m a bit sad it’s taken me so long. I recently watched the mid-season finale of Glee (yes I admit it, I’m a gleek though not as much as I was one for the first season) and I was crying the whole episode during Karofsky’s dark time after being outted that he was gay and completely ridiculed to the point of attempting to hang himself. I’ve had quite a few important people in my life attempt or succeed in committing suicide and it really hit me hard watching the episode.
I am writing this drabble because when the Revenged came together, it was a really dark story while each character was pushed to see the light again despite their own demons haunting their every move. I’ve been so focused on them becoming unified and having good times together that I’ve failed to highlight the bad times save for a few circumstances. I at first had this drabble written for my ghost boy but I figured Malice had the most unstable mind there was and once finding out the murderer of her homeland was her own father, nightmares are constantly plaguing her mind. There was little hope of escape and when the others aren’t there to keep the girl in check, that lets her mind wander.
Just one last thing and I’ll begin with the drabble; if you ever feel lost or alone and depression is bringing you down, don’t give up. Seek out help from the Suicide Help Lines or talk to those closest to you; suicide is not the answer. You are truly loved by others and don’t you ever forget it.
I hope you all enjoy the drabble and thank you for reading.
The air was surprisingly crisp and fresh atop the roof apart of the city’s skyline, vibrant red curls swaying with the breeze as Malice’s hazel orbs gaped at the ever-flowing sea of bustling people below. Each pedestrian went about his or her business and moved with the flow, never batting an eye at those around them as they did; after all, the sun was slowly peeking over the skyline and that meant their busy day was fast approaching them. No one would even think to peel their gaze up to the rooftops at that hour; they’d never see Malice leering over the railing with tear-swallowed eyes.
“It’s all for the best,” Malice whispered to herself, pressing her palms into the cold metal of the railing as she leaned out further to experience the vertigo. “Everyone’s busy; even now, they’re all busy with bandaging up their own little wounds. It would be pathetic for me to even assume they’d come baby me when they’re suffering themselves.”
A small smile crept up on the redhead’s lips as she recalled each friend’s smiling face; the girl’s happiest moments involving their warm smiles. Since the separation of souls, Calsim and Zachariah were both more cheerful, though they still would find themselves in a battle over Malice’s affection. Malice would never choose between them however; they were much too important to her. Aiden and his family had been with the girl for a long while, coming to her aid with Doc Jones as they tried to cease the haunting memories from engulfing Malice to the depths of insanity. Selphie, Marcol, Jaime, Quinn, Ross, Elise, everyone; they were all her precious friends and their smiles calmed her maddening heart. Malice was lucky to have so many people around her who cared for her; it had been a long time since she was able to experience what it was like to have a family.
“They’re all such wonderful people,” Malice muttered to herself, resting her chin on the railing as she knelt down onto the roof. “I’m so lucky to have them all.”
“And yet they’re not here now; they don’t even know that you’re not at the base. I’m sure they don’t even care about you all that much. If they did care, they would have come with you or at least kept you at the base so that you didn’t wander off beyond their watchful, judgmental eyes.”
That voice; it haunted Malice’s thoughts and dreams. It was the chanting devil luring her away from God’s graces. Malice’s eyes were wide as she slowly turned her head, a tall pin-striped suited figure taunting her from the other side of the roof. His familiar mask was more than the redhead could bear as she shifted her stance to keep her back from the man, her hands gripping the railing as she looked for a way to escape. There stood the man who slaughtered her village; it was her father, Verso.
“W-Why are you here?” Malice stuttered, her glare fierce despite her obvious panic. “You’re not supposed to be here! I thought you were dead!”
“Dead? Me? Ha, that will never happen. There’s no way those idiots you think are your friends will be able to handle me,” Verso sneered, stepping forward as he watched his daughter slump in fear. “You should have never ventured off on your own; after all, I still have to finish what I started all those years ago. You’re the last living being I was sent to slay; maybe it’s time I finish off that mission.”
“Y-You wouldn’t dare,” Malice hissed as she pointed a threatening finger towards the masked figure approaching her. “You couldn’t kill me before and you certainly can’t now.”
As Verso continued to step forward, his body slowly vanished before the girl’s eyes as she gawked; what was going on?
“V-Verso?” Malice whispered as her eyes began to fill with tears. “D-Daddy?”
“You were always a pest,” Verso’s voice echoed over the rooftop. “You bring misfortune to everyone you meet; all those so-called ‘friends’ of yours suffer because of you. You should set them all free and end it all.”
“W-Wha-?” The redhead stuttered as her eyes searched for her father, praying she would see the man she remembered from her childhood before he became Verso. “What are you-?”
“Every night you wake up in tears from the past that haunts you,” the voice lulled with a chuckle. “You have suffered each and every day because of it all; you can make everything go away. You’ll never have to suffer again.”
Malice could feel herself slipping into madness once more, tears forming in her eyes as she lowered onto the ground and allowed the words to sink in. She had always found herself to be a hassle for the others to deal with; Doc Jones was always filled with heartache having adopted an emotionally-trying girl such as her. Tonya was also suffering with having to care for Malice; she spent an entire year away from her family in order to aid the redhead from becoming insane. Every single friend she ever made had suffered because of her; the good times were no longer visible in Malice’s blank stare as Verso’s words echoed over her.
“I can make it all go away,” Malice whispered to herself, reaching her hands up to the railing once more as she peeled herself up; she then turned heel towards the railing and stepped over, now a few mere centimeters from the edge of the roof. “Everyone will be set free.”
The trance Verso left her in brought her closer towards the edge as the wind began to pick up, her clothes rippling with each strong breeze as she prepared for the next move. Everything was going to be all right; she would no longer have to suffer anymore. The thought of peace brought a dazed smile to the tranced Malice’s face as she stepped into the open air above the city streets, the girl stumbling forward and beginning to cascade downwards.
“And so it ends,” Malice whispered to herself, unaware of what was truly happened to her.
“Malice!” A voice called out from the rooftop as a chain shot out from the roof and dashed towards the falling girl, wrapping around the dazed redhead and dangling her above the city below. “Malice, what are you doing? Malice!”
“H-Huh?” Malice whispered as her eyes slowly regained their color, widening as she looked below towards the city streets. “Oh my god! How did I-Somebody help!”
“Don’t you ever do something this stupid again!” Aiden’s voice growled from the rooftop as the chain began to pull back up towards the top of the roof, the cyborg’s frown fierce as he dragged the girl to safety. “What the hell were you thinking? You’re lucky I got here in time!”
“I-I don’t know what happened!” Malice stuttered as she landed on the roof, letting the tears roll down her cheeks as she realized what almost happened. “All I remember was-was Verso being here and-.”
“Verso? Did he push you off?” Aiden gasped as he knelt down and took the girl in his grasps, observing her body for injuries. “Did he hurt you? I thought he was dead for sure. I’m just glad I was able to find you in time.”
“N-No, I’m not hurt,” Malice whispered as she blushed, recalling words that she could make out through her darkness. “I remember ‘ending it all’ and ‘setting everyone free’. I also r-remember causing pain to everyone around me.”
“What?” Aiden blinked at the girl’s words before shaking his head. “That’s not true; everyone loves and cares about you. Don’t listen to that man; he was just trying to get into your head.”
The cyborg took Malice’s cheeks and pulled her face close to him so that their eyes were locked, making sure his words got through to her.
“We all love you Malice; we’d all be devastated if you were gone,” Aiden said simply as he let a grin form on his lips. “I’m glad you’re ok; I’m sure everyone will be glad that you’re ok. Don’t listen to that devil of a man; show me that smile that we all finally got to see when you joined up with us. I believe it’s overdo for an appearance, Mally.”
The redhead stared at the cyborg, Aiden being a brother-figure to her since Tonya began to care for her. His words were a salvation, her tears flowing over her forming smile as she nodded and hugged Aiden happily.
“Thank you for everything,” Malice whispered as the two of them lingered on the roof, Aiden holding the girl tightly as he sighed. He peered around the roof for any sign of the one called Verso; it seemed there would be more battles to come with that devil. At least for now Malice was safe; Aiden sighed again as he began to stand, helping the redhead up and leading her towards the stairwell. First things first; the two of them would have to let the group know of the events that happened there on that rooftop. Verso’s presence would mean careful observation of Malice once more so that she didn’t lose herself to the nightmares that haunted her.
“Everything will be ok,” Aiden whispered to the redhead beside him and they made it down onto the streets safely and began for their base. “We’ll make sure of that.”