[Anger is the dominant emotion overtaking the motion and form of the wings, it's what's winning out over all the other feelings running rampant in Accelerator's brain. Normally he works hard at keeping them in check to prevent situations such as this. Normally he's in a coherent enough state of mind to know the kind of damage he can do if he just lets go.
But he can't stop himself this time. Everything hurts too much to try, and so his anger gets funnelled through his mind, his body, and into the wings.
As his head is still hanging it's via his peripheral vision that he witnesses Endo's reaction to the wing bearing down on him. The sight alone of it should be utterly terrifying to most people. To have it go one step further, for that thing that's so inhuman and otherworldly, to be directing its focus entirely on you? That should be disorienting. Nauseating. No reasonable person would want that kind of attention... so why the hell is Endo welcoming it?
Accelerator isn't sure the answer to that question. He doesn't move, making no attempt to stop what he knows will happen next.
There's a split second, right after the crunch of bone and the impact of Endo hitting the ground, where Accelerator freezes up and one thought enters his mind.
I killed him.
It wouldn't be the first time and realistically it wouldn't be the last, but his heart sinks regardless. He's been fighting tooth and nail against the latter ever since that Level 0 punched him out in Russia. You choose, he had told him; things like good and bad were just insignificant labels that didn't matter. Those things were just bullshit. What mattered was what it was his life, so what he decided to do or not do what his decision and no one else's. Last Order had said something important to him too, even before that. You don't have to do this anymore. Her small form and her smile as she repeats those words hang in his mind.
Laughter bubbles up a few feet away from him, and Accelerator's gaze darts over, bewildered. That wing still has him pinned, but... it didn't kill him? He's actually still alive? Injured, probably, since these wings are still massive forces and one of them is pressing him into the asphalt, but still aware enough to laugh about it. Unless this is just a hallucination, which is entirely possible, because what the hell kind of lunatic would be laughing right now? As his initial shock slowly begins to fade, that question stands out in his mind, through all the static, and he lifts his head properly.
He isn't dead. Endo isn't dead, which means he still has a choice. No matter what Endo has said, no matter what that bastard is feeling right now, and no matter what either of them think, in this instant he can choose not to be a monster. He can choose to be better. Accelerator inhales slowly, letting that realization wash over him. A strange, almost comforting feeling follows it.
A beat, and both wings dissipate harmlessly into the air, leaving only silence.]
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But he can't stop himself this time. Everything hurts too much to try, and so his anger gets funnelled through his mind, his body, and into the wings.
As his head is still hanging it's via his peripheral vision that he witnesses Endo's reaction to the wing bearing down on him. The sight alone of it should be utterly terrifying to most people. To have it go one step further, for that thing that's so inhuman and otherworldly, to be directing its focus entirely on you? That should be disorienting. Nauseating. No reasonable person would want that kind of attention... so why the hell is Endo welcoming it?
Accelerator isn't sure the answer to that question. He doesn't move, making no attempt to stop what he knows will happen next.
There's a split second, right after the crunch of bone and the impact of Endo hitting the ground, where Accelerator freezes up and one thought enters his mind.
I killed him.
It wouldn't be the first time and realistically it wouldn't be the last, but his heart sinks regardless. He's been fighting tooth and nail against the latter ever since that Level 0 punched him out in Russia. You choose, he had told him; things like good and bad were just insignificant labels that didn't matter. Those things were just bullshit. What mattered was what it was his life, so what he decided to do or not do what his decision and no one else's. Last Order had said something important to him too, even before that. You don't have to do this anymore. Her small form and her smile as she repeats those words hang in his mind.
Laughter bubbles up a few feet away from him, and Accelerator's gaze darts over, bewildered. That wing still has him pinned, but... it didn't kill him? He's actually still alive? Injured, probably, since these wings are still massive forces and one of them is pressing him into the asphalt, but still aware enough to laugh about it. Unless this is just a hallucination, which is entirely possible, because what the hell kind of lunatic would be laughing right now? As his initial shock slowly begins to fade, that question stands out in his mind, through all the static, and he lifts his head properly.
He isn't dead. Endo isn't dead, which means he still has a choice. No matter what Endo has said, no matter what that bastard is feeling right now, and no matter what either of them think, in this instant he can choose not to be a monster. He can choose to be better. Accelerator inhales slowly, letting that realization wash over him. A strange, almost comforting feeling follows it.
A beat, and both wings dissipate harmlessly into the air, leaving only silence.]