Open to: Vex/Kenzi
The battle itself had been nothing but a jumble of bodies, monsters, and mayhem. It was bigger and bloodier than anything Kenzi had ever gotten herself tangled up in before and it was, in short, absolutely terrifying. That didn't stop Kenzi from fighting. Because if she didn't? The world would end. Brimstone, hellfire, Lucifer's very own apocalyptic marching band playing them off to their deaths - the whole nine yards. Kenzi wasn't ready to die, nor was she anywhere near prepared to watch her friends meet such a horrible fate. So, right along with the rest of the Lawrence gang, Kenzi marched herself right on out to that cemetery and she ran out into that battlefield all too ready to defend the fate of humanity.
Which, in her opinion, sounded both incredibly dramatic and badass all rolled up into one. She could dig it. Or, well, she could if she didn't feel like she was going to get horribly, horribly killed if she wasn't careful. And so that's how Kenzi kept it. She stuck close to Team Lucifer is a Bitch as often as she could manage and, when she did find herself facing an enemy on her own, she followed everything that she learned at Camp Bobby as closely as she could manage. Holy water to the face? CHECK. Tickets to hell through a bunch of word-shaped Latin fu? DONE and DONER. Everything seemed to be going surprisingly well - for her, anyway, seeing as Kenzi had yet to be viciously ripped apart by Lucifer and/or any of his minions - when a gaping hole suddenly tore it's way through the ground and began dragging people into it's depths.
Okay. Confusing and unexpected and probably something that Kenzi and company needed to stay far, far away from. She turned to tell Vex just that, as he was the closest person to her, but midway through Kenzi caught sight of Bo. Being dragged. Straight into the same hole that she had just watched the Devil and his dick brother dive into.
No.
Kenzi dropped everything. The holy water, the knife that she had been defending herself with - she didn't need it. She'd need her hands to grab Bo, to pull her back. Her boots slammed into the dirt as she ran, using her small body to her advantage as she maneuvered between groups of people fighting. She was quick, there was no doubt about that, but Vex was quicker. Before she was able to drive herself into the same pull that was hauling everyone else into that hole, Kenzi felt an invisible force jerk her in the opposite direction.
No. No, no, no. He wasn't doing this. Not to her. Not now.
"BO!" Kenzi screamed out. She tried to overpower Vex's mesmer, but even her determination wasn't enough. The hole in the ground swallowed Bo whole and Kenzi was left standing there, trapped in the power of a mesmer, with no way to save her. Her vision blurred and Kenzi screamed again. She didn't know why she did it. Bo was gone. She was stuck. Maybe if she was lucky she'd have shouted just one chord too high and Vex would have dropped her in pain, but Kenzi didn't see that happening unless she suddenly turned into a siren.
Fun fact: she didn't.
She still kept trying to fight. Even as the hole caved in on itself and vanished, Kenzi struggle against Vex's hold on her. She didn't care if it was gone. She'd go over and dig a hole, she'd get a frickin' shovel and she'd just -
A pair of arms grabbed at her. Kenzi didn't know who they belonged to, nor did she care. She wrenched her hands into fists and started punching at them, square in the chest. "Let me go! BO! LET ME GO!"
Except they weren't holding her back. Those arms weren't there to keep her from anything. Bo was gone. The hole was gone. It was done. Over. And as much as she struck at whoever this was - and, through the angry tears in her eyes, Kenzi found that that person was Dyson - nothing was going to change that. She stopped punching and fell into the hug, sobbing. Bo was gone. Gone.