MARK MY WORDS ONE DAY, YOU WILL PAY / OPEN, PUBLIC EXECUTION

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    "HAWKCLAN, MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!"


    The booming voice that beckoned the HawkClanners to gather did not belong to their leader but instead the familiar voice of the infamous BloodClan third tier. There was something in the boy's voice that was immensely off-setting. Like Dimitri, he frequented the thin line of insanity and on this fateful day, the direhound hadn't much control over himself after the incident in BloodClan. He could barely hold himself together in SunClan when he delivered the remains of his father's tattered bandanna to SunClan Commander Sugaredsun. A month or so had gone by since his life turned to shit. Everything was going well— he achieved high-status. He was a high position in both ShadowClan and BloodClan and he was well-respected for his potential despite being so young. A young, intelligent mind had been ruined, totaled, broken down and built back up into a wrathful monster that wished for nothing but death to be put unto his enemies. The murderer of Mercy now stood atop of some large rock, but he was not alone. He had a special someone with him to help him with this little endeavor.


    The thing that he liked to call his IBM towered way above even the three foot tall direhound, looming like a great big inky black skyscraper. Its dark particles fell off of it in heaps, only to gather at its paws. The creature itself was horrifying. It lacked facial features and its body was pencil-thin, ribs showing and its body was extremely disproportionate with its "bones" jutting out awkwardly. It had long, clawed fingers that curled into the ground, digging into the rock it stood upon and in its jaw was an familiar shiba inu. The one that was oh-so nice to his clanmates and yet had no remorse when it came to facing his enemies. The canine already look battered up while Yuu didn't seem to have a scratch on him anywhere. A grin spreading across the unhinged direhound, Yuu would continue speaking once more HawkClanners gathered to watch in awe. "You've pissed off the wrong BloodClanner today! And now you'll see what happens when you cross me." The bastard that his IBM held in its jaws had killed his father, made some random idiot drop by and exclaim "Happy Father's Day!" while he made his father's corpse explode into itty-bitty meaty pieces that coated him in the disgusting yellow color of his blood.


    An eye for an eye will make the whole world go blind. It was how the saying went— Dimitri was no better than himself. He had killed Mercy and, in turn, the other had killed his father. He swore revenge the day that kitsune had stepped up to their border with his father's dead body in toe. He was exhausted and tired of feeling angry and upset all the time. He was tired of feeling depressed. He knew the latter feeling wouldn't go away any time soon, but he sure as hell would feel relieved if he did this. It was the best thing he could do, anyhow. Glaring into the crowd, Yuu turned towards Kuro who turned to look at him as it was anticipating a command. Yuu's lips twitched upwards into a smirk as he uttered the words. "Kuro, don't kill him."


    The creature twitched and shuddered, rolling its neck as it slammed his captor into the rock at its feet. There wasn't a single thought of hesitation in Kuro as it relentlessly lurched at Dimitri, jaws snapping at his face. It peeled off flesh and fur in the exact same way he had when the other had brought him to HawkClan for torture. The satisfying crunch that resounded afterwards assured Yuu the canine's jaw had been snapped. Continuing with the vicious mauling, Kuro dug its clawed fingers into the HawkClanner's side and tore and tore until entrails were exposed to the air for the onlookers to peer upon in horror. Blood coated the shadow-like creature, splashing upon where its face should be but even then it didn't falter. It just slashed and tore away flesh until hardly anything was left on Dimitri's flank. Even with the grave wounds the other had sustained, he should be alive though quickly bleeding out. Yuu would finish it himself, and so with a quick command Kuro stepped back.


    The direhound stepped forth, picking up the other's head gingerly in his paw so that the other's eyes would stare directly into his faintly glowing red ones. "I suppose this is goodbye. This rivalry was fun while it lasted." He said as he slid his claws across Dimitri's jugular. Yuu stood, wiping away the blood on the handkerchief he had brought along with him and rolled his shoulders back as the entity known as Kuro began to dissipate behind him. That was his cue to leave. "A reminder for you all. Don't mess with BloodClan." And then he was gone, just like that. And now there was dead silence— the deceased body of "Inu" lied breathless, still and cold.


    // V.KYUUKETSUKI

    not sure if sei-chan wants to post before anyone else so just in case let's wait for seina to post with dimmy's/inu's interpetation of the event :^)

    also i'm so sorry hawkfam /w h e e z e s

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    Everything had gone exactly as he had planned and wanted. Only a mad man would have planned thier own death but Dimitri was not a ordinary man and never would he ever be consider sane. His mind had broken a long time ago to be able to think in the function that would be called for sane. At least that was what they always said, that he was insane, broken, mad, whatever the words they wanted to spat at him. But one thing was clear this very day and that was that Dimitri wanted to die, not like Dimitri thought but to end Inu for good because this was the only way to end the dream, to kill it, to make sure he never could step back into it again. And with Inu's death everything would get destroyed with it this little life he had played for some moons now. It had not been planned to end like this though, to be honest he wasn't sure how he had planned for it to end. All he had wanted was to sleep for a while to become someone else that people actually might have liked. That was his weakness to wish to become like them to be liked for once even if it was all fake.


    What he never had expected was to meet Mercy and get something more he never had thought to ever experience. She had let him be able to feel how it was to be a child all over again, to be loved by a mother. It had been a such sweet addiction and for a second he had all forgotten about the reality to desire to never wake up and forever be stuck inside that dream. How nice it would have been. To have a mother how loved him, to have a sister to eat candy with and laugh with. But that had only been a dream - a dream that had got shattered and destroyed by that direhound. Someone like him would never belong into thier world for a long time ago they had shut him out from it, to throw him away like a outcast, called for a monster and all others words that followed.


    So when Yuu had killed his dream something unexpected had fallen upon him this emotion of wishing to kill and destroy. If it had been revange though he wasn't really sure. At that point he had just wanted to tore apart the person how had forced him to wake up from his sweet little dream with a family and a possible love interest. It had been the perfect life - the perfect fairytale. Obiviously he had not stopt there wishing for the Baskerville to feel the same way. Just killing him all this thousand of times hadn't been enough, he had wanted him to feel the same lost as him, to take away his own dream of a family. The two of them was not all to different, both of them broken and damaged and it all started with the neglact of thier own parents.


    But that was not all of it.


    Dimitri knew how dangerous dreams could be so had decided to wake up but not only that to end all of this always having felt this odd feeling inside of the chest ever since first coming to Hawkclan as Inu, when he had been without any memories. The longing, the desire that had drawn him back here. Then he hadn't understand but now he did, everything was finally starting to fall into place. What was happening to him was dangerous so he needed to end it, to destroy everything and the only way he could figure out to do was to kill Inu forever. No turning back this time. They could never know the truth because in a way it felt nice to die like this by others thinking he was some sort of good guy. But he know even here as Inu he was uneeded, unwanted. Littlestar had proven that never going to admit how badly it had effected him by her suicide letter. It was clear she not needed him so what was the point?.


    Defeated the shiba inu was hanging from this shadow looking creature jaws, unfaced and gaze looking rather distant this day despite knowing he would die today but who really cared?. So many times Dimitri had died he had lost the count and by now it was just a game for him to meet death, like something you did when you were bored. This body was far to weak at this point, the starvation having slowed him down and not could he even use much of any of his powers anymore. He had lost so much weight and eyes was swollen over the sleepness nights. Inu looked like he had died for each and every day, exactly what Dimitri had wanted. This suited like the perfect end for the shiba inu in his opinions glad to finally be free again to return back to how it had been before.


    A low chuckle would rose in the shiba's throat over Yuu's words a present smile crossed over the lips. " Ya wasting ya time. Ya killed the only one how would care for my death. " he mumbled quietly a sad truth to his own words since he honestly didn't thought anyone would care much it was easy to get over his death. Smile increasing wider at least satisfied that he had got under this one skin, expressionless or not he could feel someone's negative emotions and that he had brought the same pain this dirty mother killer had brought to him would be fine for now. This was not his end though, just Inu's. Dimitri had still more plans for this Baskerville in the future.


    Next second though he was slammed against the rock below, head starting to spin by that roughly throw but even now he smiled gaze first at this shadow creature before gaze turned over at the Baskerville. " Monsters don't get to be loved. " This words would escape out before the IBM went after him, teeths lashing out at his face to dig into his flesh to tore this face apart into pieces. The eyes would move itself up at the sky as now for the second time Dimitri lay there and experienced death in the name of Inu, to get tore apart like some meat of piece just like the dead when he had sacrificed his life for Haiiro. The sky looked just the same, beautiful to suit in well to die on this very day. Sn nice it would have been if he never get to wake up from it though, for this to be the final thing he ever would remember.


    The face was now torn apart, jaw destroyed and unable to use any longer. The body was shaking from the torture, the pain it endured but Dimitri felt none of this things, he was numb towards pain after having experienced it for to many times. His soul had got immune towards it, only the body experienced it but not himself. Still he was looking up at the sky, now unable to smile to give any sort of a mocking expression to this vile Baskerville. It wasn't over though of course, the flesh contunie to get torn apart, his whole body getting torn into pieces and at that moment he wished he could feel pain, to know how it felt like to die in a situation such like this. How strange it was that during all of this he wished he could feel something even wondering if this had been how Mercy had died, wanting to feel what she had been forced to endure. Feeling pain was better then feeling nothing at all. But he couldn't, just like outside he was torn apart inside as well.


    Dimitri could hear the heart beat slowing down and his own breathing sounding unsteady while blood started to fill his own lugns, eyes now half closed only waiting for the end to come by now. It felt longer then he had imaged this to be but eventually the IBM stopt to leave a Inu's body completely torn apart but not yet dead, no of course Yuu wanted to end it himself. By now his vison was all blurry when his own eyes meet the others barely even hearing what he said. But after this words had got spoken that final strike come to end his life with claws slashing through his throat. It didn't take long after that before the life from the eyes faded away and the heart beat took it's final beat.


    Inu was dead for good.



    TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — Things would always, always go wrong. They would never be right. Never be straight, in a perfect line. It would go up and down, it would shatter and crack and leave you wondering where the fuck you'd go next when the path right ahead was a literal war zon- she got ahead of herself. She hated thinking like that- that everything was turning to shit even though she was lying peacefully on the beach, golden eyes staring out at the sun as it began to lay rest on the horizon. She shook her head as if shaking the bad thoughts from her mind and wriggled her scarred body to a more comfortable position. The tabby then licked her gruesomely scarred lips and stretched out her claws into the black sand. She was finally leaving her room more. Sure, people stared, but it was brief. They knew her heart now but she could get used to it. They had read her bare but she was determined to get used to it. She would try, right? What else did she have to do? "Because things are always going to fuck up." Littlestar murmured to herself, paws tapping against the ground. But the sun was setting and it looked so nice. She could be in peace even if it was only for a moment. Because shortly, in fifteen seconds exactly, her life was going to be shattered again. And it would not be pretty.


    "HAWKCLAN, MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!"


    That's not me. It was her first thought. Normally a person calling for the attention of the entire clan was a Leader starting a meeting. But it wasn't her because she was right here, lying on the black sand beach, staring out as the sun set. The person who's voice echoed out in the territory was asking for attention. One. A very wrong feeling surged in her chest and the three legged tabby slowly pushed herself to her paws and turned her back on the sunset that stained the sky blood red and gold. Two. Littlestar quickly arrived at the scene- three- golden eyes on the deranged direhound as he stood atop a rock. Four. She recognized him immediately- Yuu, the son of a motherfucking bitch that- five- killed her best friend. Her eyes then wandered to the darkly colored being that loomed ominously above him- six- something akin to drool that looked like shadows slipping from his maw. Seven. Then she saw what was being held in that dangerous mouth. Her friend. Inu. He was being held in the mouth, teeth that looked ready to crush his bones and kill him. Eight. Fear pounded in her heart, she inhaled sharply, taking a step forwards, mind racing for ways to stop this before something happened. Nine. Before something that would shatter everything- ten- happened. " Ya wasting ya time. Ya killed the only one how would care for my death. " Eleven. Her crooked mouth dropped open, golden optics blazing into Inu's blank eyes. Twelve. I care for you. I care for your life- I do not want you dead, I never have. Inu, don't give up, please don't do this, please don't say that, please don't think that- Thirteen- I love you, I don't want you dead- do not get hurt. Please. I've known you since I was a kit. I've always loved you, even if I haven't shown it. Inu. Please. Don't give up. Fight. Kick him in the face. Break his fucking jaw, kill him, run to me, we'll save you. Fourteen. Littlestar stepped forwards again, scared that if she came any closer the strange tall thing would crunch her friends body in half. "You've pissed off the wrong BloodClanner today! And now you'll see what happens when you cross me." Nine. "You're not doing shi-"

    "Kuro, don't kill him."


    Fifteen.


    'Kuro' dropped Inu to the rock. " Monsters don't get to be loved. " He smiled, then. He smiled at the shadow and he smiled at Yuu. Littlestar released a scream then, because she knew all too well what a smile like that meant, she'd seen it on Lessa right after she exiled her, and she broke into a sprint. The shadow creature ripped its black teeth into Inu's face, peeling off skin and fur. Blood poured forth and she came to a shuddering stop when she heard the jaw snap- memories of a pink paw flying to her face, smashing, jaw snapping just as Inu's did right then- and Littlestar cries out. His sides were ripped into, organs flowing from inside to the outside. No, you don't belong outside. She heard no cries of pain from her friend as he was ripped apart in front of her, shuddering breathes escaped her. "I suppose this is goodbye. This rivalry was fun while it lasted." "Let him go." She whispered, eyes following his claws as they ran across Inu's soft canine throat. Her legs felt floppy. "A reminder for you all. Don't mess with BloodClan."


    Don't mess with BloodClan.

    This is because of me. I messed with BloodClan, I captured Hypokrisis and raided them. Now Inu is dead.


    Littlestars eyes were staring off into the distance as Yuu and Kuro disappeared, one after the other. She didn't move, just stared where the BloodClanner was and then she slowly lowered her eyes to Inu's ravaged body. C'mon. Anger, hit me. Hit me. It never did. The tabby sat, still and empty, staring at her dead friends blood. Desolate. The small feline blinked finally and claws, guts, jaw snapping- it hit her. The sounds, the image. Mercy's hazel eyes, blood spilling forth like a dam that collapsed, she's damned. She's damned to hurt people and she's damned to watch people be hurt. People she loves. "I did care." She whispers to the bloody corpse. Her body shakes and she screams it- "I CARED! DIDN'T I?! I CARED!" Salt, a familiar taste she hates, fills her mouth and the scent of iron makes her retch. She steps back. I cared too much.


    And... like that? Her life has once more been shattered and despite having made promises not to think of harming herself, despite trying so hard to stay together, she grabs at the key necklace around her neck and stares at the promises it offers. I give you eternal sleep and you'll never think of these things again, you'll never see them behind closed eyelids. Ever. Take me, use me, put those notes to use.A crooked sob rises in her mouth and her shoulders sag. "I don't know.. what to do anymore. I don't know where to go." Littlestar whispers to herself, ears flat. She remembered seeing him for the first time, back when he was a mutated german shepard, stealing prey from HawkClan in order to survive. She gave him a vole. He called her 'Lii-chan'. He called her that. No one else would call her that. Just him.


    Just him.

    HESTIA & SHATTEREDKIT

    Hestia was there shortly after Lit and she could see the damage was done. Inu. The little vampire brother to Lit. Killed by a Bloodclan bastard. The demon didn't miss a beat this time. No, she would hunt the male down and seek justice. She would go to hell and back. She looked to Lit and rage boiled under her pelt. No. This was to much. She lowered her head to touch her nose to Inu's pelt. After a moment she shifted violently into a dragon. But her very scales were not colored like her normal pelt would be.


    Her body was made of ice. Nothing but ice and you could see her insides clearly. Black organs and blood of black with lightning crackling through it. "Inu, I lizz kaq vengance maen esaeu. I zlaon yiz oth hiq lizz xa protected. I lizz xa zuna l'ta iz rawabbi ohaera." She threw her head back after speaking. Letting out a roar as she flung herself into the sky. Gravity manipulation hauling her right up into the sky with no effort.


    She was pissed and they were going to know it.


    "Hestia" | "Shatteredkit"


    Writing through tears and exhaustion. Wonder knew what death was. He had never seen it- he was too young. He was too young to understand it- but he knew it. He knew the person sleeping, cold as ice, was not sleeping. He knew what it meant in a way. They would never come back. They're warmth faded, and they dissipated into the ground. That's what mother told him. He believed what mother told him, because he was never told different.


    A call broke him from reading about Little Red Riding Hood. The wolf had just jumped out of grandmas bed, yelling, the better to eat you with, and started chasing the girl. He quickly pushed his way out of his empty cabin, and moved towards the call. On his way, he realized something. That was not the call of LittleStar. The child looked up, just in time to see someone throwing his clanmate. Wonder froze. A chill ran up his spine, not allowing him to move as his wide gaze locked on to Inu. He didn't know his clanmate well, but he seemed sweet. Then there was blood.


    One was tearing everything that was supposed to be in the wolf out of it. A look of pure horror filled in his mind and face. He couldn't hear anything. All he could see was blood and a mess of a body. the better to eat you with. It rang in his head, watching as Teeth and claws finished tearing, spilling the red, gross smelling, liquid everywhere.


    Then, everything happened at once. A confusing mess of events. Inu said something. There was a wail. Time zoomed forward, creating a spinning mess around him. Wonder felt like he was going to puke. He took steps back, turning to see Lit. She was crying, she was saying things. Hestia had said something in a different language. The child moved to LittleStar, unsure, and head down. The images were still in his head. He didn't want to see it anymore. This was what dead was. He didn't want anyone else to die. Wonder pushed himself against the leader, trying to not feel so exposed. Trying to comfort her. Trying to do anything.


    I cant seem to sleep ◬ 11/04

    the grumpy femme was drawn to the scene by a cry of, "HAWKCLAN, MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!" by an unfamiliar voice. upon hearing it the girl would begin heading towards its source, keeping her angular ears perked as other familiar voices began meeting her ears, each enraged and one person even beginning to scream. what the hell is going on? as she got closer, the femme was suddenly struck by the metallic perfume of blood that flooded her nose, the voices grew louder, and the tension in the air was heightened. upon sensing and hearing all this the child began moving faster, wincing as pain flooded into her sprained leg. after walking for a bit, the child finally arrived on the scene and was immediately greeted by the sight of a mangled, twisted body that was bathed in blood and torn apart with a strange sort of severity. oh my god. the child would advert her eyes as quickly as she could, spinning around so that she didn't have to look at the twisted scene, and trying her best not to throw up. did he really just kill someone? on our border? why?


    "WHAT IS GOING ON?" the child would suddenly scream through gritted teeth; crumpling on the ground and burying her head in her paws, trying her best to block out the sights, sounds, and smells that were overwhelming the young femme. and it seemed everyone else present was reacting this way judging by the sounds that were flooding into her ears through her paws: distressed screams and sounds that conveyed complete shock. do they know him? i can't recognize him he's so... destroyed. a shudder would travel down her spine as the thought finally struck her. they killed a hawkclanner! they murdered someone! a small gasp would escape her jaws as the realization finally struck her. someone she knew was dead. why? all so that some bloodclanner could make a point that he didn't need to.