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"GET OUT OF MY WAY!!"
A high pitched screech hit the air as a tiny golden bundle pushed past everyone. Momentarily he lost his footing in a panic and fell flat face first onto the sand, crying out. But in a millisecond he stood up and shoved himself past the others until he reached the body that was noticeable at a mile away. "Cliff?" he gasped out, tears streaming down his small cheeks, his red eyes wide. No no...this couldn't be happening. Out of everyone why his little sister? What had happened? Why hadnt he been there for her? He hadn't seen any note, or known of her problems with Malcom, or Bill. But he knew that she had been a bit more distant lately. He should've approached her. Why did he feel like he would only bother her if he approached her? Why didn't he do it? Why didn't he take responsibility? In a flurry of emotions and bewilderment, Treasure threw himself at the body. He clutched onto it desperately, trying to find any life left that he could and cling onto it. What was the last thing he said to her? He didn't even remember. He was too busy tending to his dumb garden and talking to strangers. He had lost his mother...but what he was feeling now was...was....
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" he screeched. Some sort of brother he was now. It was pitiful how helpless he was.
"Cliff...Cliff..." he buried his tear streaked face into the bloody fur, his body trembling. He felt like he was going to suffocate, but let it be...he could barely even live with himself right now. When he heard sebastien's voice though, his head lifted up and his red eyes widened.
"S-S-Shes going to come back?" he looked down at the body, and stepped back a little bit, he stared wide eyes before looking down at his violently shaking paws coated in...her blood. "Oh...Oh..."" he should've been relieved right? He should've been happy there was another chance for her to live, although it was slim. But no...he...he felt scared. He felt fucking terrfied. Why? Did he feel like she was going to hate him if she came back? Because he wasn't there for him when she needed him the most. She was suffering inside and he didn't notice. What the fuck he couldn't even think about how he'd cope.
"No...nonononononononono...I can't..." he drew closer to the body, his pupils slits and shaking even more than before. "She can't...she can't...I cant....I cant....NononoNonon..." there were no air in his lungs, he refused to take a breath, but he kept speaking anyway. He muttered inaudible things, but also some others would comprehend. "Stop...Stop....NONONO!" his eyes flickered yellow for a moment before he lunged forward. His paws grasped her neck and his teeth bared. "STOP THIS NOW!" he screamed at the top of his lungs as his claws dug deep into her neck, blood squirting out onto the sand. "STOPSTOPSTOPSTOPSTOP!" he howled as he dug his claws deeper, his eyes a sickening yellow color flickering to and from red.
Who was he telling to stop? He didn't even know. Maybe himself? "I DONT WANT TO DIE!"
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