Different kinds of heroes.
31 May 2006
X/A - on an X/A roll.
Hah. Exactly 100 words. I feel strangely proud.
Xena crouched to avoid the heavy black smoke and shuffled toward the door. Half-blinded by sweat, she didn't see the section of roof collapse.
She was on her back. She had to get up. Her throat felt like she'd swallowed charcoal, her lungs burned, and she had to get up.
At least the kid was safe.
Tired. Somehow, the phrase "blaze of glory" sounded extremely funny now.
Her eyes flew open when something damp and cool covered her mouth and nose, and she saw a dark scowl framed by dark curls.
"Fucking heroes," Ares muttered as he picked her up.