《TW: Gore and character death》
I sat on my bed, still in a daze from what had happened yesterday. I got up and went to draw some animals. I first drew a dog, then some cats, and finally a horse. I have always found horses extraordinary for some reason.
Just as I finished, I heard a knock on the door. I went to see who it was, but all I saw was a red blur before being hit in the head with something. "Hello! Wait, who are y-"
♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡◇♡
I slowly opened my eyes, seeing the interior of a dark room. "Ow... what happened..?" I stood up and noticed I was in a cell of some sort. "Look, brother, she's awake." Said a mysterious voice. It was deep and kinda scary. Then another voice said, "Indeed. Let's tear her apart and have her blood already!" This voice was a bit higher than the last one.
As I heard footsteps getting closer, I noticed a rather short figure. Just about the size of Lunar. "Hello, victim. What's your name? Not that it'll matter once you're dead.." I was shaking noticeably. "I'm Blue... BlueMoon... Who the Hell are you..?" He grinned wider than he already was. "Me and my brother share a body." Said the higher voice. "We are... BloodMoon." I stepped back and tripped on something and fell on the cold ground hard. "Ow! Where the hell am I, you son of a bi-" I was cut off by the deep voice. "Why should we tell you?"
I quickly got up and ran toward the bars. "LET ME OUT!" I yelled, unlike me. He stepped back, surprised, but got his normal expression back pretty quick. "We were going to get Moon," said the higher voice, "but I guess we went to the wrong room. But we can just kill you then Moon, then Sun." I felt rage build up.
"DONT YOU DARE TOUCH MOON!" I felt power pulse through me, like magic. Them, the bars broke, causing BloodMoon to fall backward. "Ack! What the hell just happened!?" Both the knives in my wrists extended, and I went up to BloodMoon, as he crawled backward, clearly scared. "What is going on!?" Said the lower voice.
He bumbed into the wall suddenly, and I got my arm ready to stab him. He flinched and put his hands up to shield his head, but I wasn't going for the head. I swiftly stabbed his stomach, making him scream, tears starting to fall.
As I took my hand out slowly, some wires were wrapped around my knife. I yanked them until they broke, and BloodMoon screamed, then froze. He collapsed and didn't move. I had killed him.
But he deserved it. No one touches Moon.
No one messes with me.
(466 Words)