The Necroambulist predicament (chapter 8)
Wow! I put a lot of drama in this chapter. Confessions, jealousy, and someone almost dying! I won't tell you who, you'll have to read and see. I have been going through writers block, but thankfully it's gone now. *cries* It's locked away where it can't hurt anybody anymore! THE HORROR...... Alrighty, im good now. TO THE STORY!!
Author: Maddie
Title: The Necroambulist Predicament.
Story Rating: NC-17
Chapter Rating: PG-15
Chapter: 8
Warnings: Rated for language and sexual situations.
Chapter Warnings: Some vulgar language and evil women.
Summary: I knelt on the cold pavement of the street, my face in my hands, and I cried. I cried for all the lost lives. I cried for all the damage to our beautiful city. I cried for all the broken families. I cried for my kidnappee. I cried for all the sorrow everyone went through and I cried because I know that I am the one who did it. All because an experiment went missing, I am now one of the only beings left alive and untouched by the virus.
Roxanne is sitting in the back of the pick up truck, staring at Megamind, who is in front of her, sleeping. They are driving toward a small dot in the distance that looks to be a city. Minion took the girls and the baby in Megamind’s car; well she can’t really call it his considering he stole it, but still. They had to go back camp; Sheala said that they would get in the way if they tagged along. Roxanne scowled when she thought of Sheala; that woman was too comfortable with Megamind for her comfort. Whoa! Back up. When did she start getting jealous of other women talking to Megamind, they were just talking, right? It’s not like they were kissing! If that were the case, she’d of broke her pretty little face instead of glared at her. Seriously, Roxanne! Get a pair of scissors and cut it out.
She looked at his sleeping face and sighed. She could at least admit to herself that she found him a little bit attractive…okay, extremely attractive. Her impulsive side wants to crawl into his lap and stay there forever, but her reporter side is screaming ‘Don’t you dare move!’ why does it have to be so difficult? She is beyond confused right now, does she want him? Is she crazy for wanting him? She knows he’s attracted to her, he made that much obvious. Does he want her emotionally, though? She put her face in her hands with a frustrated huff. After a moment she lifted her head up to look at him, she couldn’t help but smile softly.
Sliding herself over the bed of the truck to his side, she touched the plain black shirt he was wearing. ‘He looks good in street clothes’ she concluded. She watched him sleep for a moment; he looked almost like a little boy when he was sleeping. She reached her hand up to brush her fingers across his cheek. His skin was much softer than that of a human; it was smooth and soft, really warm. Oh god! She would die to have his complexion, not a blemish in sight. She runs the pad of her thumb down his goatee; she remembers when he first got it. In the private confines of her own mind she had thought it was sexy, of course she would have never told him that. Yes, that is the last thing his larger-than-life ego needs. He moaned and his eyelids fluttered, she pulled her hand away, holding her breath. He mumbled something unintelligible and started leaning on her in his sleep. Damn, for a skinny guy he sure weighs a ton! She moved and he fell over, his head landing in her lap.
She bit her bottom lip; this wasn’t exactly what she had in mind. She wasn’t about to complain, though. Her eyes caught sight of his hands, folded neatly over his stomach, Dracula style. After a brief hesitation, she grabbed one of them, holding it in her own hand. She moves her fingers around his palm and around his fingers. She loves his hands. Most people would say ‘really? You like hands?’ Yep, hands are her thing. His hands are definitely amazing. Soft and long and fragile, but she bets they could do other things too. Hold her down. Tear off her clothes. Slap her silly for even thinking like that! Christ, what is wrong with her today? Must be the weight of everything that’s happened, catching up to her.
She can’t believe that just a couple weeks ago she was sitting on her couch, enjoying some America’s Next Top Model. Yessseree, a lot has happened. Both of her parents died, her sister is in some evacuee camp in Idaho, and she is driving down the road in a truck with her kidnapper, off to rescue some people that she doesn’t even know. This isn’t going to be a walk in the park, and she knows this. What did Megamind mean by ‘he could save us all’?
She wonders what he has in mind. He said that he planned for something like this to happen, she knows without a doubt that she trusts him, though. He may have been a villain, but he knows his shit. She knows for a fact that he is the smartest man on the planet, and if he says that he is going to save them, them he will. She just hopes that the others will think so as well, she doesn’t even want to think of what would happen if they turned on him. She jumped when she felt something squeeze her fingers. It seems, while she was thinking she had intertwined her fingers with his. Her gaze followed his arm up to his face, finding a pair of bright green eyes watching her every movement. She smiled down at him, sheepishly. She didn’t know what to say at that moment other than-
“Hey”
He blinked up at her and his eyes looked over her face tenderly. Her heart melted when he looked at her like that. Why does he have to be so goddamn cute?
“Ollo” he answered just as softly.
She felt his thumb make lazy circles on the side of her hand. She couldn’t take her eyes off his; they were bright and warm, despite what he must be going through. She can tell that he’s worried about her; he wears his emotions on his sleeve. That makes things a whole lot easier for her; she needs to know what he is feeling. It reassures her in a way. It makes her realize that things are going to get better, but it also makes her forget that it always has to get worse before it gets better. There are many possibilities of what could go wrong running through her mind, while she prides herself on thinking positive, she can’t help it. It’s human nature to think of all the negative things as well as the positive. What if something happened to her? What if they died? What if he couldn’t save them in time? Or even more terrifying-What if he died? She felt a few tears slip down her cheek before she could stop them. She felt his hand go up and brush them off gently. His voice was just tender.
“Please, Roxanne, please don’t cry. I can’t stand it when you cry.”
He looked up at her with pleading green eyes. She leaned down and pressed her forehead against his, she heard his silent gasp of surprise. She didn’t know why she got the urge to touch him, she just needed to. She felt him nuzzle his forehead against hers in return and she smiled softly. She stayed there for a few more moments before pulling back to look at him. He stared at her, and then he surprised her by sitting up and pulling her into his lap and against his chest. Her eyes slipped closed when she got over her surprise. His hand stroked her hair as he whispered.
“Everything is going to be okay. I’m here. I won’t let anything happen to you. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”
And he is here, holding her and comforting her. He doesn’t have to do theses things for her, but he is. Maybe that’s what attracted her to him in the first place, his surprisingly caring nature. He never really was evil, just misunderstood. She knew all along that he wasn’t who he claimed to be, he was always so passionate when he explained all of his various projects to her. There is no way someone that evil can get so excited and happy just to show her something, even if he was trying to kill Wayne with it. She isn’t sure where Wayne is right now, probably hiding in his little fortress of solitude instead of helping us! She needs to stop thinking about Wayne; it’s not about him right now.
She opened her eyes and was greeted with the sight of his long and delicate neck. Feeling daring, she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his pulse point. She heard his breath hitch and felt his heart beat wildly under her lips; it’s nice to know that she has an affect on him. She looked up at him, his eyes were closed, but she knew he was awake. She smiled slyly and kissed his cheek, he sighed. She kissed his chin and then pressed a few more along his jaw. His breathing was getting a little bit heavier but his eyes were still closed. She paused and bit her lip before kissing the corner of his mouth, she ghosted over his lips before kissing the other side. She pulled back and she could swear she heard him whimper. She grinned for a split second. His lips twitched and she moved up to kiss his nose. He arms tightened convulsively around her. Holding her breath, she gently brushed his lips with hers. When he pressed back, she added more pressure. His hand came up to the back of her neck and hers came up to cup his cheek. She smiled into the kiss. It was soft and innocent, but it still sent fireworks going off in her head. She pulled back only to kiss his tempting lips once more.
She finally pulled away and looked at his face; he was watching her through half lidded eyes, his hand was still at the back of her neck. He smiled at her and she couldn’t help but smile back. She stroked his cheek with her thumb. He pulled her tighter against him and she knew it, right then, she knew it. She knows the reason why he captivates her no matter what he’s doing. She knows why she is jealous when he so much as talks to other women. She knows why she has the urge to hold him and be held by him. She knows why even the thought of being away from him is terrifying, and she knows why she was so devastated when she thought he was dead. I love him. The realization almost made her leap out of his lap. Almost, she did jump though. He pulled her in front of him; he was looking at her with wide eyes.
“Are you okay?”
She snapped out of it and nodded “Yeah, yeah im fine”
Should she tell him? She doesn’t know any better time than now. What if one of them dies? Then he’ll never know how she feels about him.
She reached up to hold his face in her hands, and he watched her with concern. She swallowed thickly, it’s now or never.
“Megamind, I have to tell you something”
He pulled her closer. He looked like he was trying to figure out what was wrong by looking at her.
“Is something wrong, what is it?”
She shook her head and stroked his cheek.
“No, nothing bad.” He looked at her questioningly and she continued with a rush of bravery.
“I think I’m in-“
The truck suddenly screeched to a stop, sending them flying forward. They tumbled into a heap on the cold metal of the trucks floor. They heard the car door open and someone walking around to the side. There stood Sheala. She looked down at them with her eyebrows raised in false surprise.
“Oh, sorry about that, I almost forgot you were back here”
She doesn’t sound very sorry. Roxanne thought to herself as Megamind was helping her up. She barely had time to straighten when a rather large gun was thrown into her arms; she stumbled back and almost fell if Megamind hadn’t grabbed her. Sheala handed another gun to Megamind, while he was looking at the gun; Sheala sent Roxanne a smug look. Roxanne’s mouth dropped open in shock and her eyes narrowed. That bitch! She did it on purpose! Megamind looked up at her.
“Roxanne, you know how to use a gun, right?”
She sent Sheala a look, before smirking at him.
“Yeah, I was born and raised in Kentucky, there isn’t much there. If you were a girl, you either learn to cook, or go out for cheerleading. If you’re a boy, you either learn to shoot, or go out for football. Since I wasn’t much of a girly girl growing up, I did what I wanted. I learned to shoot a shotgun and beat the boys at football”
Megamind was looking at her in shock and pleasure.
“Really, you beat the boys?”
Roxanne laughed “yep, well, they got bigger than me eventually, but I can still aim a gun better than all the boys I went to school with”
He grinned at her. Sheala huffed childishly.
“Well if you two are done talking about redneck life, we have some people to save”
Megamind turned his attention away from Roxanne to look at Sheala. Roxanne set her a disbelieving look. Did she just call me a redneck!? That stupid slut doesn’t know who she’s fucking with!
“Right, what’s the plan?” Megamind asked.
Sheala strapped her gun to her back before answering.
“I will take this truck-” She pointed to the truck that they were sitting on. “-And I will distract the zombies away from the building, using a lot of sound, fortunately they’re easily distracted.” She pointed to the building that was quite a few yard away from them, it was surrounded by the flesh-eating demons. “You and Pixie Princess” She continued, gesturing toward an extremely pissed off at this point, Roxanne Ritchie “Will go into the building and get them out; I want you to hot-wire a car from there” She pointed to a car dealership across the parking lot that they were in. “And I want you to get them out of here, head to Lincoln, Nebraska. I’ll meet you and we can figure everything else out from there. Got it?” Megamind nodded and Sheala jumped into the truck, driving away. Suddenly Roxanne heard a whole bunch of firecrackers going off in the truck, that’s what it sounded like anyway. As expected, the zombies wandered after the truck, away from the building. Megamind spoke to her.
“You ready?”
She cocked the gun and looked at him.
“As I’ll ever be”
They ran down the street, and she watched as the last zombie stumbled away and out of sight. When they got to the building doors, he kicked the window that was on one side. It didn’t do much considering it was safety glass. She was surprised when he let out a growl and ran around the other side of the building, she followed him. He led her to a door on the side; it must have been an emergency exit. He kicked open the door, he told her to wait a second and he slipped into the doorway. He came back a couple minuets later, gesturing for her to follow him. She found herself going up stairs in a dark hallway. Creepy. She thought dryly. She heard something crash farther up and her hand flew out to grasp Megamind’s. He paused and squeezed her hand reassuringly. They pressed on when they didn’t hear anything else. They got to the end of the stairway, there was another door, Megamind kicked it open and they slipped into the sunlight. She looked around; they appeared to be on the roof. A quick look around confirmed that it was empty. What the hell?
Where are they? She thought as she walked around the roof.
The next few seconds happened in a blur, one minute she was walking, and the next Megamind was screaming her name. Before she could turn to look at him, he was leaping in front of her and wrapping his arms around her protectively. Almost immediately a loud explosion went off in front of her and they were sent flying through the air. There was only one thought running through her head at this point. I’m going to die. She found herself hitting the ground with a loud thud and a yelp escaping her lips. She didn’t break anything but she was going to have one hell of a bruise on her side. She sat up and looked through the smoke for Megamind; he was lying on his back a few feet away from her. She gasped and quickly scrambled over to him. He was in one piece, but he wasn’t breathing. She felt tears stinging her eyes.
“Oh no, please no, not my Megamind” She whispered to herself.
She had to try something. She wouldn’t let him die! She opened his mouth and blew air into his lungs; she did this about five other times with the same non-responsive results. She had tears streaming down her face by now; she pulled his head into her lap and sobbed. She was so upset that she didn’t notice a group of people gather around to watch them. She wouldn’t care anyway; she only cared about him right now. She whimpered.
“Megamind, please don’t leave me, please. I can’t lose you-” She put her forehead to his and whispered the rest. “I love you”
She stayed that way until the sound of gasping broke the silence. She sat up so quickly her head swam. After the world stopped spinning she looked up, the sight before her made her squeal. Megamind was alive! He was also coughing a lot, but he was alive! She wrapped her arms around him and cried hysterically into his chest, she felt his arms wrap tightly around her in return. He buried his nose in her hair, what he whispered after that made her cry harder and pull him closer.
“I love you too, Roxanne, I always have”
They held each other for a few more moments, it could be more than a few, she wasn’t keeping count. She felt him lift his head off hers and look up, and then he said.
“Why are there people pointing guns and staring at us?”
Crap
Author: Maddie
Title: The Necroambulist Predicament.
Story Rating: NC-17
Chapter Rating: PG-15
Chapter: 8
Warnings: Rated for language and sexual situations.
Chapter Warnings: Some vulgar language and evil women.
Summary: I knelt on the cold pavement of the street, my face in my hands, and I cried. I cried for all the lost lives. I cried for all the damage to our beautiful city. I cried for all the broken families. I cried for my kidnappee. I cried for all the sorrow everyone went through and I cried because I know that I am the one who did it. All because an experiment went missing, I am now one of the only beings left alive and untouched by the virus.
Roxanne is sitting in the back of the pick up truck, staring at Megamind, who is in front of her, sleeping. They are driving toward a small dot in the distance that looks to be a city. Minion took the girls and the baby in Megamind’s car; well she can’t really call it his considering he stole it, but still. They had to go back camp; Sheala said that they would get in the way if they tagged along. Roxanne scowled when she thought of Sheala; that woman was too comfortable with Megamind for her comfort. Whoa! Back up. When did she start getting jealous of other women talking to Megamind, they were just talking, right? It’s not like they were kissing! If that were the case, she’d of broke her pretty little face instead of glared at her. Seriously, Roxanne! Get a pair of scissors and cut it out.
She looked at his sleeping face and sighed. She could at least admit to herself that she found him a little bit attractive…okay, extremely attractive. Her impulsive side wants to crawl into his lap and stay there forever, but her reporter side is screaming ‘Don’t you dare move!’ why does it have to be so difficult? She is beyond confused right now, does she want him? Is she crazy for wanting him? She knows he’s attracted to her, he made that much obvious. Does he want her emotionally, though? She put her face in her hands with a frustrated huff. After a moment she lifted her head up to look at him, she couldn’t help but smile softly.
Sliding herself over the bed of the truck to his side, she touched the plain black shirt he was wearing. ‘He looks good in street clothes’ she concluded. She watched him sleep for a moment; he looked almost like a little boy when he was sleeping. She reached her hand up to brush her fingers across his cheek. His skin was much softer than that of a human; it was smooth and soft, really warm. Oh god! She would die to have his complexion, not a blemish in sight. She runs the pad of her thumb down his goatee; she remembers when he first got it. In the private confines of her own mind she had thought it was sexy, of course she would have never told him that. Yes, that is the last thing his larger-than-life ego needs. He moaned and his eyelids fluttered, she pulled her hand away, holding her breath. He mumbled something unintelligible and started leaning on her in his sleep. Damn, for a skinny guy he sure weighs a ton! She moved and he fell over, his head landing in her lap.
She bit her bottom lip; this wasn’t exactly what she had in mind. She wasn’t about to complain, though. Her eyes caught sight of his hands, folded neatly over his stomach, Dracula style. After a brief hesitation, she grabbed one of them, holding it in her own hand. She moves her fingers around his palm and around his fingers. She loves his hands. Most people would say ‘really? You like hands?’ Yep, hands are her thing. His hands are definitely amazing. Soft and long and fragile, but she bets they could do other things too. Hold her down. Tear off her clothes. Slap her silly for even thinking like that! Christ, what is wrong with her today? Must be the weight of everything that’s happened, catching up to her.
She can’t believe that just a couple weeks ago she was sitting on her couch, enjoying some America’s Next Top Model. Yessseree, a lot has happened. Both of her parents died, her sister is in some evacuee camp in Idaho, and she is driving down the road in a truck with her kidnapper, off to rescue some people that she doesn’t even know. This isn’t going to be a walk in the park, and she knows this. What did Megamind mean by ‘he could save us all’?
She wonders what he has in mind. He said that he planned for something like this to happen, she knows without a doubt that she trusts him, though. He may have been a villain, but he knows his shit. She knows for a fact that he is the smartest man on the planet, and if he says that he is going to save them, them he will. She just hopes that the others will think so as well, she doesn’t even want to think of what would happen if they turned on him. She jumped when she felt something squeeze her fingers. It seems, while she was thinking she had intertwined her fingers with his. Her gaze followed his arm up to his face, finding a pair of bright green eyes watching her every movement. She smiled down at him, sheepishly. She didn’t know what to say at that moment other than-
“Hey”
He blinked up at her and his eyes looked over her face tenderly. Her heart melted when he looked at her like that. Why does he have to be so goddamn cute?
“Ollo” he answered just as softly.
She felt his thumb make lazy circles on the side of her hand. She couldn’t take her eyes off his; they were bright and warm, despite what he must be going through. She can tell that he’s worried about her; he wears his emotions on his sleeve. That makes things a whole lot easier for her; she needs to know what he is feeling. It reassures her in a way. It makes her realize that things are going to get better, but it also makes her forget that it always has to get worse before it gets better. There are many possibilities of what could go wrong running through her mind, while she prides herself on thinking positive, she can’t help it. It’s human nature to think of all the negative things as well as the positive. What if something happened to her? What if they died? What if he couldn’t save them in time? Or even more terrifying-What if he died? She felt a few tears slip down her cheek before she could stop them. She felt his hand go up and brush them off gently. His voice was just tender.
“Please, Roxanne, please don’t cry. I can’t stand it when you cry.”
He looked up at her with pleading green eyes. She leaned down and pressed her forehead against his, she heard his silent gasp of surprise. She didn’t know why she got the urge to touch him, she just needed to. She felt him nuzzle his forehead against hers in return and she smiled softly. She stayed there for a few more moments before pulling back to look at him. He stared at her, and then he surprised her by sitting up and pulling her into his lap and against his chest. Her eyes slipped closed when she got over her surprise. His hand stroked her hair as he whispered.
“Everything is going to be okay. I’m here. I won’t let anything happen to you. I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”
And he is here, holding her and comforting her. He doesn’t have to do theses things for her, but he is. Maybe that’s what attracted her to him in the first place, his surprisingly caring nature. He never really was evil, just misunderstood. She knew all along that he wasn’t who he claimed to be, he was always so passionate when he explained all of his various projects to her. There is no way someone that evil can get so excited and happy just to show her something, even if he was trying to kill Wayne with it. She isn’t sure where Wayne is right now, probably hiding in his little fortress of solitude instead of helping us! She needs to stop thinking about Wayne; it’s not about him right now.
She opened her eyes and was greeted with the sight of his long and delicate neck. Feeling daring, she leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his pulse point. She heard his breath hitch and felt his heart beat wildly under her lips; it’s nice to know that she has an affect on him. She looked up at him, his eyes were closed, but she knew he was awake. She smiled slyly and kissed his cheek, he sighed. She kissed his chin and then pressed a few more along his jaw. His breathing was getting a little bit heavier but his eyes were still closed. She paused and bit her lip before kissing the corner of his mouth, she ghosted over his lips before kissing the other side. She pulled back and she could swear she heard him whimper. She grinned for a split second. His lips twitched and she moved up to kiss his nose. He arms tightened convulsively around her. Holding her breath, she gently brushed his lips with hers. When he pressed back, she added more pressure. His hand came up to the back of her neck and hers came up to cup his cheek. She smiled into the kiss. It was soft and innocent, but it still sent fireworks going off in her head. She pulled back only to kiss his tempting lips once more.
She finally pulled away and looked at his face; he was watching her through half lidded eyes, his hand was still at the back of her neck. He smiled at her and she couldn’t help but smile back. She stroked his cheek with her thumb. He pulled her tighter against him and she knew it, right then, she knew it. She knows the reason why he captivates her no matter what he’s doing. She knows why she is jealous when he so much as talks to other women. She knows why she has the urge to hold him and be held by him. She knows why even the thought of being away from him is terrifying, and she knows why she was so devastated when she thought he was dead. I love him. The realization almost made her leap out of his lap. Almost, she did jump though. He pulled her in front of him; he was looking at her with wide eyes.
“Are you okay?”
She snapped out of it and nodded “Yeah, yeah im fine”
Should she tell him? She doesn’t know any better time than now. What if one of them dies? Then he’ll never know how she feels about him.
She reached up to hold his face in her hands, and he watched her with concern. She swallowed thickly, it’s now or never.
“Megamind, I have to tell you something”
He pulled her closer. He looked like he was trying to figure out what was wrong by looking at her.
“Is something wrong, what is it?”
She shook her head and stroked his cheek.
“No, nothing bad.” He looked at her questioningly and she continued with a rush of bravery.
“I think I’m in-“
The truck suddenly screeched to a stop, sending them flying forward. They tumbled into a heap on the cold metal of the trucks floor. They heard the car door open and someone walking around to the side. There stood Sheala. She looked down at them with her eyebrows raised in false surprise.
“Oh, sorry about that, I almost forgot you were back here”
She doesn’t sound very sorry. Roxanne thought to herself as Megamind was helping her up. She barely had time to straighten when a rather large gun was thrown into her arms; she stumbled back and almost fell if Megamind hadn’t grabbed her. Sheala handed another gun to Megamind, while he was looking at the gun; Sheala sent Roxanne a smug look. Roxanne’s mouth dropped open in shock and her eyes narrowed. That bitch! She did it on purpose! Megamind looked up at her.
“Roxanne, you know how to use a gun, right?”
She sent Sheala a look, before smirking at him.
“Yeah, I was born and raised in Kentucky, there isn’t much there. If you were a girl, you either learn to cook, or go out for cheerleading. If you’re a boy, you either learn to shoot, or go out for football. Since I wasn’t much of a girly girl growing up, I did what I wanted. I learned to shoot a shotgun and beat the boys at football”
Megamind was looking at her in shock and pleasure.
“Really, you beat the boys?”
Roxanne laughed “yep, well, they got bigger than me eventually, but I can still aim a gun better than all the boys I went to school with”
He grinned at her. Sheala huffed childishly.
“Well if you two are done talking about redneck life, we have some people to save”
Megamind turned his attention away from Roxanne to look at Sheala. Roxanne set her a disbelieving look. Did she just call me a redneck!? That stupid slut doesn’t know who she’s fucking with!
“Right, what’s the plan?” Megamind asked.
Sheala strapped her gun to her back before answering.
“I will take this truck-” She pointed to the truck that they were sitting on. “-And I will distract the zombies away from the building, using a lot of sound, fortunately they’re easily distracted.” She pointed to the building that was quite a few yard away from them, it was surrounded by the flesh-eating demons. “You and Pixie Princess” She continued, gesturing toward an extremely pissed off at this point, Roxanne Ritchie “Will go into the building and get them out; I want you to hot-wire a car from there” She pointed to a car dealership across the parking lot that they were in. “And I want you to get them out of here, head to Lincoln, Nebraska. I’ll meet you and we can figure everything else out from there. Got it?” Megamind nodded and Sheala jumped into the truck, driving away. Suddenly Roxanne heard a whole bunch of firecrackers going off in the truck, that’s what it sounded like anyway. As expected, the zombies wandered after the truck, away from the building. Megamind spoke to her.
“You ready?”
She cocked the gun and looked at him.
“As I’ll ever be”
They ran down the street, and she watched as the last zombie stumbled away and out of sight. When they got to the building doors, he kicked the window that was on one side. It didn’t do much considering it was safety glass. She was surprised when he let out a growl and ran around the other side of the building, she followed him. He led her to a door on the side; it must have been an emergency exit. He kicked open the door, he told her to wait a second and he slipped into the doorway. He came back a couple minuets later, gesturing for her to follow him. She found herself going up stairs in a dark hallway. Creepy. She thought dryly. She heard something crash farther up and her hand flew out to grasp Megamind’s. He paused and squeezed her hand reassuringly. They pressed on when they didn’t hear anything else. They got to the end of the stairway, there was another door, Megamind kicked it open and they slipped into the sunlight. She looked around; they appeared to be on the roof. A quick look around confirmed that it was empty. What the hell?
Where are they? She thought as she walked around the roof.
The next few seconds happened in a blur, one minute she was walking, and the next Megamind was screaming her name. Before she could turn to look at him, he was leaping in front of her and wrapping his arms around her protectively. Almost immediately a loud explosion went off in front of her and they were sent flying through the air. There was only one thought running through her head at this point. I’m going to die. She found herself hitting the ground with a loud thud and a yelp escaping her lips. She didn’t break anything but she was going to have one hell of a bruise on her side. She sat up and looked through the smoke for Megamind; he was lying on his back a few feet away from her. She gasped and quickly scrambled over to him. He was in one piece, but he wasn’t breathing. She felt tears stinging her eyes.
“Oh no, please no, not my Megamind” She whispered to herself.
She had to try something. She wouldn’t let him die! She opened his mouth and blew air into his lungs; she did this about five other times with the same non-responsive results. She had tears streaming down her face by now; she pulled his head into her lap and sobbed. She was so upset that she didn’t notice a group of people gather around to watch them. She wouldn’t care anyway; she only cared about him right now. She whimpered.
“Megamind, please don’t leave me, please. I can’t lose you-” She put her forehead to his and whispered the rest. “I love you”
She stayed that way until the sound of gasping broke the silence. She sat up so quickly her head swam. After the world stopped spinning she looked up, the sight before her made her squeal. Megamind was alive! He was also coughing a lot, but he was alive! She wrapped her arms around him and cried hysterically into his chest, she felt his arms wrap tightly around her in return. He buried his nose in her hair, what he whispered after that made her cry harder and pull him closer.
“I love you too, Roxanne, I always have”
They held each other for a few more moments, it could be more than a few, she wasn’t keeping count. She felt him lift his head off hers and look up, and then he said.
“Why are there people pointing guns and staring at us?”
Crap