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Continuation of

This isn’t fair-

Then stop caring.

Those words echoed in her head like the reverberations of metal walls, constant and never-ending. A song of heartbeats quickened in their pace played in her ears as the crushing weight of heartbreak tore her.

This wasn’t fair. He shouldn’t be holding himself up like this.

All they wanted was to help him, but him refusing it so vehemently stung their hearts like venom. They know that he needed them.

They needed him.

But he damned them.

Equinox hung his head low, saddened by this revelation. Were they always that annoying to him? He didn’t seem to hate their company, and he always seemed… brighter whenever they were around. Has he always hated them from the start? Did something change midway? Did they do something wrong?

They don’t know, and they won’t ever know.

He sniffled and hiccupped as he tried to hold back from crying. He looked back at the closed door behind them and sighed heavily. “C’mon, Tasha.” he barely managed to choke out the words. “We should go.”

…

…

…

“Tasha?”

Equinox looked at his sister, seemingly frozen in place.

“...Natasha?”

Her breathing was fast and… panicked? Her eyes were staring into nothing, but they’re locked on as if she was staring directly looking at something.

“Natasha, what’s wr-”

“I can’t be alone again, Equi.” she blurted out in-between her short breaths.

“Wh-” her twin brother didn’t understand what she meant. Her breathing was becoming too quick for her to breathe properly and her whole body was shaking as if she was standing in a blizzard. “Tasha, what are you talking about? I’m right he-”

She fell on her back, her eyes rolled back before closing upon impact with the ground. She couldn’t hear the scream her brother let out when she fell as everything around her became more muffled. It was as if she fell into a bottomless abyss. She couldn’t hear anything else but her breaths, her heartbeat…

And their screams.

The caravan suddenly broke apart as everyone in it was blown away into several directions as if a bomb had gone off. Natasha was separated from her family, blown far across the road from where the caravan used to be before gravity got a hold on her. Her body dragged across the dirt by forward momentum before stopping at the base of a tree stump. Her slumped form stayed unmoving for a while before she gained enough consciousness - although she was blipping in and out of awaking - to see what had happened.

In front of her was the caravan - or at least, remains of it - scattered across the open road and grass-laden sides. The body of her father lay still on the road with the bits of the caravan around him and both her mother and brother were nowhere to be found. She wanted to move, but she couldn’t. Her entire body ached every time she tried to move a muscle and nothing but croaks and wheezes came out of her throat. The only thing that didn’t hurt were her eyes moving, so the only action she could do was see.

It was the one thing she didn’t want to do.

She watched as a dark, lanky creature revealed itself from the foliage. It bore long, crystalized black fangs in its mouth, it had what looked like a folk’s phylakardia on its chest, but it was decrepit and a sickly green, as were their claws and tail. Its eyes were white as it was empty, but it creased a smile as it loomed over the still body.

She couldn’t hear anything; everything was too muffled and there was constant ringing in her ears, but she saw the creature move its mouth as if it was talking. She didn’t know the words it was speaking, and she never will.

She watched as the creature hung open its jaws over the body, its spit and bile dripping onto his body as if to desecrate it one final time before-

CHOMP

KABOOM

The body wasn’t there anymore. Nothing more than a cloud of Ether that lingered for a few seconds before dissipating into the wind.

All she did was witness the death of her own father in front of her.

And all she did was nothing.

Nothing.

NOTHING.

From her sense of complete uselessness against an avoidable fate, she gained enough strength to wake up fully. Her entire body was agonizing each minute movement but she forced herself anyways. She was forcing herself to get away, to hide from that thing. Her utter helplessness to prevent her father’s death was her motivation to get out; if he was the first, she would be the next.

The beast that feasted on her father was satisfied with its meal and was about to leave the premises, until it saw a small, blue figure across the road trying to crawl away. It grinned when she saw that it noticed her as she began to speed-crawl.

She crawled away a good two feet away from her original position, but the beast caught up to her in only five gallops and a giddy skip. A crude laughter could be heard seemingly from the monster, as if elated that it caught up to its prey with relative ease.

She felt something eclipsing her, a tall dark shadow enveloped her small form from behind.

She stopped in her tracks.

She stared into nothing, as she listened to the voice speaking to her.

“Little Tasha…”

uhm uh teehee :3

914 words

Natasha belongs to hme
Bluey mentioned belongs to

4/22 acorns

Description

Continuation of

This isn’t fair-

Then stop caring.

Those words echoed in her head like the reverberations of metal walls, constant and never-ending. A song of heartbeats quickened in their pace played in her ears as the crushing weight of heartbreak tore her.

This wasn’t fair. He shouldn’t be holding himself up like this.

All they wanted was to help him, but him refusing it so vehemently stung their hearts like venom. They know that he needed them.

They needed him.

But he damned them.

Equinox hung his head low, saddened by this revelation. Were they always that annoying to him? He didn’t seem to hate their company, and he always seemed… brighter whenever they were around. Has he always hated them from the start? Did something change midway? Did they do something wrong?

They don’t know, and they won’t ever know.

He sniffled and hiccupped as he tried to hold back from crying. He looked back at the closed door behind them and sighed heavily. “C’mon, Tasha.” he barely managed to choke out the words. “We should go.”

…

…

…

“Tasha?”

Equinox looked at his sister, seemingly frozen in place.

“...Natasha?”

Her breathing was fast and… panicked? Her eyes were staring into nothing, but they’re locked on as if she was staring directly looking at something.

“Natasha, what’s wr-”

“I can’t be alone again, Equi.” she blurted out in-between her short breaths.

“Wh-” her twin brother didn’t understand what she meant. Her breathing was becoming too quick for her to breathe properly and her whole body was shaking as if she was standing in a blizzard. “Tasha, what are you talking about? I’m right he-”

She fell on her back, her eyes rolled back before closing upon impact with the ground. She couldn’t hear the scream her brother let out when she fell as everything around her became more muffled. It was as if she fell into a bottomless abyss. She couldn’t hear anything else but her breaths, her heartbeat…

And their screams.

The caravan suddenly broke apart as everyone in it was blown away into several directions as if a bomb had gone off. Natasha was separated from her family, blown far across the road from where the caravan used to be before gravity got a hold on her. Her body dragged across the dirt by forward momentum before stopping at the base of a tree stump. Her slumped form stayed unmoving for a while before she gained enough consciousness - although she was blipping in and out of awaking - to see what had happened.

In front of her was the caravan - or at least, remains of it - scattered across the open road and grass-laden sides. The body of her father lay still on the road with the bits of the caravan around him and both her mother and brother were nowhere to be found. She wanted to move, but she couldn’t. Her entire body ached every time she tried to move a muscle and nothing but croaks and wheezes came out of her throat. The only thing that didn’t hurt were her eyes moving, so the only action she could do was see.

It was the one thing she didn’t want to do.

She watched as a dark, lanky creature revealed itself from the foliage. It bore long, crystalized black fangs in its mouth, it had what looked like a folk’s phylakardia on its chest, but it was decrepit and a sickly green, as were their claws and tail. Its eyes were white as it was empty, but it creased a smile as it loomed over the still body.

She couldn’t hear anything; everything was too muffled and there was constant ringing in her ears, but she saw the creature move its mouth as if it was talking. She didn’t know the words it was speaking, and she never will.

She watched as the creature hung open its jaws over the body, its spit and bile dripping onto his body as if to desecrate it one final time before-

CHOMP

KABOOM

The body wasn’t there anymore. Nothing more than a cloud of Ether that lingered for a few seconds before dissipating into the wind.

All she did was witness the death of her own father in front of her.

And all she did was nothing.

Nothing.

NOTHING.

From her sense of complete uselessness against an avoidable fate, she gained enough strength to wake up fully. Her entire body was agonizing each minute movement but she forced herself anyways. She was forcing herself to get away, to hide from that thing. Her utter helplessness to prevent her father’s death was her motivation to get out; if he was the first, she would be the next.

The beast that feasted on her father was satisfied with its meal and was about to leave the premises, until it saw a small, blue figure across the road trying to crawl away. It grinned when she saw that it noticed her as she began to speed-crawl.

She crawled away a good two feet away from her original position, but the beast caught up to her in only five gallops and a giddy skip. A crude laughter could be heard seemingly from the monster, as if elated that it caught up to its prey with relative ease.

She felt something eclipsing her, a tall dark shadow enveloped her small form from behind.

She stopped in her tracks.

She stared into nothing, as she listened to the voice speaking to her.

“Little Tasha…”

uhm uh teehee :3

914 words

Natasha belongs to hme
Bluey mentioned belongs to

4/22 acorns