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Daisuke stood in silence, his back facing Jimmy. It was the most quiet Jimmy had ever seen him and something about it deeply unsettled him.
"Daisuke?"
"Why does Anya look pregnant?" Daisuke merely looked over his shoulder at Jimmy, his eyes narrow and his stance firm.
Jimmy"s heart sinks a little. "I-I-I don"t fuckin" know, I"m not her dad! Come on what are you waiting for? She could be killing Curly right now!"
Daisuke snaps back at Jimmy, "she would not fucking do that! Answer the god damn question Jimmy, how in the hell did she get pregnant? She"s not in a relationship with anyone on this ship, she looks like she can"t be any less than 5 months along, and she certainly does not seem like she trusts you enough to let you into her bed willingly. Tell me the fucking truth. Now."
Jimmy stood stunned, it was like his bones had turned into solid cement.
"ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION!" Daisuke grabbed a long screwdriver from Swansea"s workbench and pointed it shakily at Jimmy.
"You wouldn"t dare hurt me..." Jimmy"s brows furrowed.
Daisuke trembled as he locked eyes with Jimmy, but when he glanced up at the sparking wires in the vent his body stood still again.
"Go up there. If you want someone to check on Anya so bad, you do it."
"What?! I don"t know the route in there! You"re the only one that does besides maybe Swansea!" Jimmy"s voice was shaking but he tried to keep a rough intimidating tone.
"It"s a one way street Jimmy, you can"t fucking miss it. Now, get in the fucking vent," Daisuke adjusted his grip on the screwdriver.
"N-no! Those live wires will fucking kill me!"
"They"ll kill me too, so why do you want me to go in there so bad? Why are you so willing to put my life on the fucking line over yours? My body isn"t even that much smaller than you so don"t you dare try to say I"d have an easier time in there."
"What other choice do we have?! Anya could be hurting Curly right now! Just get in the damn vent and stop arguing over nothing!"
There was a pause, a tension so thick you could cut it with a knife.
Then without warning Daisuke dashed behind Jimmy out the door, sprinting down the hall. Jimmy ran after him but as he rounded a corner, he found himself with a shining axe pointed at his head.
"Get. In. The fucking. Vent." Daisuke was shaking but his eyes were dark with rage.
Jimmy slowly put up his hands and glanced at Swansea on the ground. He was slowly waking up, maybe he"d stop this.
"SWANSEA! DAISUKE IS TRYING TO KILL ME!"
Swansea groggily lifted his head from his puddle of drool on the ground and looked at him with an unamused gaze.
"Finally. The one right thing the kid"s done for the ship..." he let his head fall back to the floor.
"Get in there. Now." Daisuke inched the axe closer to Jimmy"s chest.
Slowly but surely Jimmy backed his way into the utility room with Daisuke never losing eye contact with him. As they finally were in range of the vent Jimmy stopped and looked up at it again.
"Daisuke please I can"t do this, I would die just trying to get in there!"
"Then it would be a win for us all. Now get in. I wanna know if Anya is ok," his eyes started to grow wet with tears.
"Daisuke ple-"
"SHUT UP AND GET IN THE FUCKING VENT!"
Jimmy shook as he looked up at the gaping maw of the sparking vent and slowly climbed up the ladder.He scanned the chamber for sparks as he made his way in, carefully trying to keep his limbs away from any cables he felt in the darkness.
He looked back down at Daisuke trying to plead one last time. But Daisuke had no forgiveness. He gripped the axe harder and narrowed his eyes at him, gesturing with the axe head to go further.
Jimmy"s body trembled as he climbed through, his eyes darting to every spark and buzz he saw. The echo of the fans was deafening and the rumbling warble of the metal sheeting as he crawled made him terrified he might fall through one of the panels if he stayed on it too long.
Finally he made his way to the vent in the medbay but just as he reached to push it open-
He screams.
A live wire sends searing shocks though his arm and he lurches backwards, unknowingly backing into even more live wires. In an instant his body is filled with the fires of hell itself, shocking his very bones and making his muscles jerk and spasm uncontrollably. The pain is excruciating, he feels his heart jumping in disjointed rhythms and for a moment he thinks hes having a heart attack.
He uses his little remaining strength to push open the vent and crawls over to the door to unlock it. The effort makes him collapse to the ground as his body contorts, desperately trying to find a position that doesn"t agrivate his burns. But it"s no use.
He lays on the ground and opens his eyes with heaving breaths finding himself face to face with Anya"s twitching body. Her eyes are lifeless and her mouth and nose are wet with blood and vomit. In her hand is an empty bottle of pain pills.
Curly looks down at her sobbing quietly, staring at her as if he was trying desperately to will her back to life. He lets out garbled breathy wails as tears pour down in rivers from his eye.
Jimmy locks eyes with Curly who looks up at him in horror. Though his voice is beyond weak and his vocal cords have been mostly destroyed, he tries his hardest to muster up a word for the first time since the crash.
"... w hy....."