Take me back to Eden
A Songfic inspired by the song "Take me back to Eden" by Sleep Token.
A/N: I wrote it from the viewpoint of Reese during his quest to fulfill his vengence in "The Devils Share"
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An anchor was what she was to him. She showed him mercy at his lowest point, compassion when he was shot, strength when their foes were hunting them down. She had managed to keep this lone wolf under control, made him feel like he was part of a pack, made him feel loved.
Reese had plenty of chances to drop his guard, let her in and bury the monster he used to be, he could have had something, he could have had everything he desired but he left it too long and now it was too late.
I dream in phosphorescence
Bleed through spaces
See you drifting past the fog
But no one told you where to go
We dive through crystal waters, perfect oceans
But no one told me not to breathe
And now the weightlessness recedes
Returning back to the darkness felt natural. The pain from bleeding wounds were numbed, grief now turned into a burning fire of vengeance and the monster had retaken its seat at the top of the table, its hunger would only be quashed when those involved were slain by his blood soaked hands
He should have allowed Harold to get him treated by one of his contacts but there was no time for back end hospital treatments or for wounds to heal. Those would need patching up on the fly, hatchet job stitches and bandages made from rags. It wasn’t pretty but it would hold for the time being while he walked, once again, down the path of the cold blooded killer. Hoping this time it would be a one way trip, hoping once his bloodlust was quenched, he could finally join her.
My, my, those eyes like fire
I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre
Come now, bite through these wires
I'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired
Reset my patient violence along both lines of a pathway higher
Grow back your sharpest teeth, you know my desire
I will travel far beyond the path of reason
Take me back to Eden, take me back to Eden
Take me back to Eden
Simmons was the man to pull the trigger on them but Reese knew he was just the mouthpiece, he knew that order came from above, the man who Carter was putting away. Quinn and he knew where Simmons was going to run to.
Two birds one stone.
For all Reese cared, the wolves that lay in wait could have Simmons but Quinn, Quinn was in his crosshairs and he was determined to remove him permanently. Yet time wasn’t on his side. His wounds were not healing, every day he was popping sutures and patching himself up again, everyday the rags were drenched in blood, blood that his body was struggling to replace.
Porcelain bathroom sinks were tainted with his crimson nectar, a sight he was oh too familiar with but the fire raged within him, there was no time to process the toil he was dragging his body through, his soul growing colder. Carter wanted to take Quinn down the right way, Reese just wanted to take him out, one way or another. Nobody was going to change his mind. Calls were missed and messages ignored.
His mind was set. The cold blooded killer returned.
Well yeah, I spit blood when I wake up
Sink porcelain stained, choking up brain matter and makeup
Just two days since the mainframe went down and I'm still messed up
Room feels like a meat freezer, I dangle in it like cold cuts
Missed calls, answered phones from people I just don't trust
Mirror talk, fake love
But I'll take a pound of your flesh
Before you take a piece of my paystub
White roses, black doves, Godmother, rise up
I need you to see me for what I have become
He knew the US marshals would be protecting him, he knew where they would be holed up and the best ways to remove them from his mission. Plunge them into darkness, blind them and make sure none of them would get up to disrupt his plans. As simple as it was to perform, even that gave Reese a great deal of pain.
He needed a moment to catch his breath, to mask the pain of his wounds and that of his broken heart. Oh how he blamed himself for not being more open towards her, how he left it till that fateful night to drop his guard. He took her being there, ready to put her neck on the line, for granted and now she was gone and that hurt more than the inflamed bullet holes that oozed blood profusely.
My, my, those eyes like fire
I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre
Come now, bite through these wires
I'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired
Reset my patient violence along both lines of a pathway higher
Grow back your sharpest teeth, you know my desire
I guess it goes to show, does it not?
That we've no idea what we've got until we lose it
And no amount of love will keep it around
If we don't choose it
As he marched down the corridor, he could feel the flames of fury take hold, the burning rage filling his eyes. He knew Quinn was in the room, he knew that whoever was with him didn’t stand a chance and he knew deep down that this wouldn’t bring her back.
If this was to be his last stand at least it would put him at peace, knowing he took the life of the man who coldly ordered her death.
And I don't know what's got its teeth in me
But I'm about to bite back in anger
No amount of self-sought fury
Will bring back the glory of innocence
He watched as the last remaining guard crept out the room, he moved so that he was hidden and then struck, marching the guard back into the room at gunpoint before knocking them out and turning the gun on Quinn, fighting against himself to not end the man's life instantly, to prolong it, make the man give up information that he needed to relay over. Yet Quinn gave a speech about loyalty, droning on about not wanting to break the loyalty he had with Simmons, even if Reese threatened to kill him.
Magic words.
There was no threat, he was going to kill him even if he got what he wanted and he wouldn’t make it painless, he wouldn’t make it quick, he was going to drag it out and he made certain to tell him that, even if his breathing was becoming more labored and the pain more intense. It worked. He got what he needed from him and Reese was going to deliver on his promise, the gun trained on the man’s head, mere seconds from pulling the trigger before he was stopped, stopped by Harold's gentle voice, reminding him what she had sacrificed to bring down Quinn on her terms.
He didn’t want to undo all that but the urge, the urge was strong. He wouldn’t do it in her name, he would do it to soothe his own soul, to correct his own mistake. He saw the fear flash across Quinn’s eyes as he made one last ditch attempt to put a bullet in his skull, annoyed that he was spared by the gun failing. He looked to Harold for Mercy, an end to the pain he had endured. What he got in return was Shaw hauling him back to the car, getting him into the back before he passed out from blood loss.
That was the moment he was at peace, calm and pain free. His mind put him in a garden, basking in the sun while listening to the birds around him chirping and cheeping. Flowers were bright, colourful and smelling sweet and somewhere in the distance he could hear a stream. He took a deep breath, a smile on his lips as he closed his eyes for a brief moment before opening them again, seeing a shadow cascade over him and a familiar face peering down at him.
My, my, those eyes like fire
I'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre
Come now, bite through these wires
I'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired
Reset my patient violence along both lines of a pathway higher
Grow back your sharpest teeth, you know my desire
I have traveled far beyond the path of reason
Take me back to Eden
Take me back to Eden
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this maybe a random question from your normal posts. what is your favorite band, and to add on to that, what are some bands you are getting into or have an interest in
(This is like a year late but i finally got around to it, sorryyyy)
My favorite bands RIGHT NOW are
Badflower (for like 2 years) My sister got me into them and I really love the variety and I relate to a lot of their songs and it makes me feel like I’m not alone. I recommend a lot of their songs and I have cried to.. so.. many of them..
and BRKN LOVE (for like a year and a half) Honestly their songs just sound good to me, i like it purely for vibes but yummy sounds nomnomnomnom
and ones I have gotten into recently are:
Chase Petra (My ex and her Current gf got me into it but its kinda casual enjoyment tbh)
The Amazing Devil (One again my sister and also DnD, also Joey Batey :3)
Sleep Token (blame @leonsleftbicep, They are also trying to get me into Ghost but it’s not working [It’s totally working])
Djo (Actually cuz of tumbr and Joe Keery, so thank you people on the internet)
Meet me @ the Alter (My friend got me into them, we were supposed to go to a concert actually but I ended up not being able to go, he went though and said that it was really great)
Primus (My bio father and the concert friend got me into them and I like the funky noises)
I might come back to this in like a year or so and see how much it has changed 👀👀
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