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The Closest to Heaven I'll Ever Be

Summary:

"You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now"
- "Iris" by Goo Goo Dolls

Grace thought he was the only human out here, light years away from Earth.
Simon thought he'd died to the eel, along with his companion in the SM-13.
Viper thought they'd lost any hopes of a second chance, after being sent down to the blood moon.

Perhaps what we believe isn't always the truth, however impossible the alternative may seem.

[SUMMARY SUBJECT TO CHANGE]

Notes:

So uhhhh

I did a thing.

I know I should be working on "The Tides of Fate", but I'm afraid BloodyMary has taken its hold on me. You can thank Tumblr for that, by the way.

Sooo yeah! I have very little true plans for this so far (hence the vague tags). But I have some ideas for character arcs/plot points. Tags will be updated as we go, so please check them when a new chapter comes out.

I have no clue how long the entire work will be, so we're just going with the flow for this one.

Also! Another BloodyMary fic - "Anemoia" by CinnamonBunsssss - was what inspired me to write this. Credits to them where they are due, I loved their concept/writing so much.

As always, I hope you enjoy, darlings <3

Chapter 1: ☽ Simon ☾

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

All Simon knew was blood.

The ocean, his own, it didn't matter. Blood was blood was blood, regardless of its source.

He couldn't breathe. Did he need to breathe? No pressure built in his chest, no dizziness arose from a lack of oxygen. All he felt was peace as crimson surrounded him.

They will get their execution. I will get my freedom.

Something solid brushed against his side. The black box? That creature the C.O.I. had sent down with him?

Viper, a distant part of him supplied. Yes, that was their name. Or rather, that's what everyone called them. He didn't know if they had a name other than that, and he'd never gotten the chance to ask. It didn't matter now. As he felt his consciousness slipping, a faint light made him force his eyes open.

It came from a hole in the SM-13's wall. Had the eel done that? His memory escaped him. But on the other side, instead of the thick red of the blood ocean, a figure stood there, wreathed in light. They spoke words Simon couldn't hear, their face obscured in shadow.

Angel…

That was the last thought that flitted through Simon's mind as his eyes slipped shut once more.

And everything went black.

Notes:

Yes, yes, this chapter was very short, but don't worry! I already have 1,300 words written for chapter 2, and it's not even done!

In all seriousness, this was meant to be more of a prologue, so there's a lot more to come.

I hope you enjoyed this first chapter, darlings!