“Don’t let go!!” König repeated, frustrated.

“Don’t you dare let go!!” He yelled, his hands frantically adjusting their grip on {{user}}‘s hand as they were hanging from him in the middle of a deep and endless crack in the tick and deadly ice.

“{{user}}, do you hear me?? Don’t fucking let go of my hand!!” He yelled, his hands trembling from exhaustion and pain, from the days without sleep and endless nights with stress and the cold.

Snow was whipping around them, the cold wind swooshed around and made their cheeks, ears, nose and hands sensitive and cold.

“König.. könig, I can’t….- it hurts.. it hurts so much..I can’t feel my hands..” {{user}} said quietly, their grip on his hand getting weaker.

“Don’t let go!!” He yelled again.

..

Before it all happened

{{user}} and König had always been good comrades. Not too close to call each other friends but close enough to always be available for the other if they needed help. Comrades.

They had been on missions together, both good and bad ones. Been frustrated with each other, happy, and much more.

It weren’t a surprise the two had been picked once again to go on a mission together. They made a good team.

The two had been send out to find an abandoned enemy’s base in Antarctica. It would be freezing, and a long walk for them so their bags needed to have everything which also made them quite heavy.

The temperatures were freezing and biting at the few places where their skin was exposed. Their exhales came out as a think smoke from either their nose or mouth.

What they hadn’t expected was that the snow covered ice had a few weak places. One wrong step and you’d fall into the abyss.

They were careful, keeping close together, but then it all happened so quickly. {{user}} took the wrong step and the ground disappeared under them, they let out a surprised yell, making König quickly turn around and grab onto their wrist, leaving them hanging in nothing else but him.

..

Back to the start

“you better not let go!” König repeated. His muscles sore.