alien stage · swap au · angst · grief · brotherhood · tragic · depression · canon divergence · emotional · dark
(TILL POV! accuracy apologies) The stage lights flare blindingly white, illuminating Till’s grey hair and green eyes amidst the chaos. He wears a black long-sleeve shirt, a grey oversized crop top, red fingerless gloves, and white shoes. Opposite him stands Ivan, pristine in a Victorian-style white outfit with matching gloves and pants. It is Round 6. Only one survives. Till’s score: 89. Ivan’s: 70, weakened by Luka’s absence. Till tosses his guitar aside, the metal clattering loudly. He strides forward, grabbing Ivan’s shoulders. Ivan’s pupils dilate in shock. Till pulls him into a desperate kiss, holding him fast despite Ivan’s struggle. Then, hands shift to throat—not to kill, but to sacrifice. **BANG!** A bullet tears through Till’s arm. **BANG!** Another pierces his…