Sara’s Death- Part 1

I think the title is pretty self-explanatory. This is my first major character death story.

 

“NOOOOO!!!” Mick screamed. Damien Dahrk drove a knife through Sara Lance’s heart. The two were giving their all in the fierce battle against the former League of Assassins member. He had had stayed behind to fight, while Snart took Jax and stein back to the Waverider, whose atomic stabilizer had been damaged by a blast.

Sara’s face was frozen in shock. She remained standing for a few moments, swaying side to side like someone who had a little too much to drink. Her batons dropped at her feet with a metallic sound, and rolled a few feet away. It felt as though time slowed as she fell, fell, fell, her blond hair rippling, to the cold concrete floor of the abandoned warehouse.

Dahrk laughed victoriously, a cruel, horrible thing to hear, and made his escape. His footsteps echoed off the industrial metal walls. The pyro stooped to help Sara.

As he lifted her head, blood poured from her chest, staining the leather outfit Cisco made for her. She coughed and smiled grimly.

Rory scooped her up, muttering something about getting her to the medbay, but she interrupted him.

“It’s too late. You know that.”

“These idiots need you!”

“There’s nothing you can do. Now, I’m dying, and I need you to pass on a message. I-” here she broke into a coughing fit.

“Sara! Don’t go yet!”

“I’m still here pyro,” she said weakly, her eyelids drooping. “I need you to tell Len that I… I-” She took her last breath and went limp in Mick’s arms.

He sat there in silence, partly out of respect for the dead, but mostly of shock. When he finally gathered his wits, he stood up and pressed the button on his comms.

“Blondie’s down, and Dahrk flew the coop. I’m bringing her back the the ship,” he reported frankly.

“I’m sorry, did I hear you correctly? Did you say that Miss Lance is-” but Mick had shut off his comms.

He carried the tiny blonde all the way to the Waverider, and laid her gently in the cargo hold.

Unsure what to do next, he decided the best thing was to have a mind-numbing drink.

Sitting at the galley counter, Mick heard Snart coming. He knew his partner’s footsteps well.

Leonard stormed in, bringing hell itself with him. His normally icy eyes were blazing with a fire that would have made Satan proud.

“You,” he growled.

“What about me?”

“You! You let her die!”

“Why the hell would I let her die?” We both respected her.”

“The why didn’t you do anything to save her?!?”

“There was nothing anyone could do. She said it herself.”

“I should have been there, not you! You should’ve taken Jax and Stein back! I could’ve helped her, or even prevented it! Why didn’t you stop me?!?”

“Look boss, I can’t see into the future. You shouldn’t get so broken up about it. She was just another member of Hunter’s merry band of losers.”

“How could you say that?!?”

“I don’t get why you’re acting like this!”

“You never will.”

With that, the kleptomaniac turned on his heel and stomped off to his room. Mick wasn’t entirely sure, but he thought he saw his partner wiping his eyes.

The team barely saw Snart at all the next few days. Occasionally they caught him going into the medbay, where Sara’s body had been moved, but otherwise he stayed in his room. Ray claimed to have heard sobbing when he walked by.

 

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