Apocalypse Now

Breathing slowly, the dark haired males eyes flickered up slightly as he looked up at Daziel weakly.

Growling Daziel pulled Skye away from Carlos.

Carlos groaned slightly, thinking that it wasn't likely he'd have the strength to get up and move anyway.

Slowly the wound began to heal up. Whispering Skye told his friend to stay laying down and play dead.

Carlos gritted his teeth and tried not to yell as he felt the pressure of Skye's hands on his neck. He was weak, tired and incredibly pale from the blood loss.

Refusing the move until he'd finished healing his friend, Skye continued.

The dark haired male that lay on the ground let out a groan of pain before trying to push Skye away weakly.

Laughing Daziel watched Skye's attempts.
"It won't work kiddo, now come on"
Shaking his head Skye refused to accept what Daziel was saying, he continued to mutter in Aracian under his breath.

No reply came from the dark haired male.

Skye leant over and whispered at Carlos to be calm before placing both hands on the males throat.

Blood was now dripping out of the slit in his throat, no longer spurting. A trail of blood led out of his mouth and onto the ground where he had been coughing up blood. Gritting his teeth, he groaned and coughed violently.

Skye knew that what he was about to do wasn't sesible but he opened a vortex, one between the arms of Daziel who was carrying him and himself. Falling into it he arrived at Carlos' side. He knew what to do but he didn't know if he wasn't already too late.

The dark haired male lay on the ground completely still aside from his chest slowly rising as he breathed, making a rasping sound as he did.

Smirking Daziel began to walk away whilst holding a struggling Skye who desperatly wanted to get back to his former mentor.

Carlos snarled angrily, though he felt weak. His vision slowly blurred before he collapsed, unconcious from blood loss.

"Oh give up at die" Daziel spat at Carlos

Growling weakly, he heaved himself to his feet. Covering the slit in his throat with one hand, he snarled.

Daziel lifted up the red head, not caring that he only caused more pain for the younger male.

The dark haired male wished he could do something, but he was still in shock and pain. His breathing was heavy as he watched the demon weakly.

The blue haired demon walked towards Skye, laughing as he did so.

Spluttering as the blood spilled out of his throat, he began to cough spurting blood out as he did. Holding his throat, he glared up at Daziel.

Sniggering Daziel threw Carlos to the floor after cutting his throat.
"I'll just leave you to bleed out" he smirked

Gritting his teeth, the dark haired male let out a gruff growl.

The blue haired demon couldn't help but laugh.
"You're so... SO pathetic!"

Wincing, Carlos' heart beat continued to quicken as he shut his eyes tightly.