// TW for like 'talking' about rape, but the action itself are not happening in this thread!
Breakout hadn't returned back with the others to the mansion after the raid. His mind had been complete elsewhere. He hadn't even brought up the conversation he had been having with Deathstroke just remaining completely in silence with it aside from informing his decision to Asimov about it. The next meeting for sure it would be announced and brought to attention. Right now though he just wanted to be alone so had wander up to the cliff. He felt completely torn apart inside after having relived a such painful memory. He could still even now not remembering it only having been haunted by that red door, and heared the cries from his younger self in there. But this...this had been the closest he had ever come to finally start to understand what exactly had happend to him behind that door. The pain and suffering he had endured, why Deathstroke crimes effected him so. None of it made him feel better though in fact he believed he never had felt even more worse.
Suffocated and drowning, that was what he felt, and he realised he never had left that red room.
He had tried to calm his nervs down by lightening up a cigarette but as he reached one of the many trees out there he just...let himself lean against it as his lip started to tremble, and the cigarette just got dropt towards the ground. Tears burned inside of his azure blue orbs, and he let them fall down his cheeks while sinking down towards the ground to cry. He felt just to much pain, and he felt like everything had crushed down around him. Even if Crimson was dead he keept on haunting him. He would never be free, would he?. No matter what he did would never recover from what Crimson had done because he was already broken, a mess and there was no saving him. Breakout was doomned. He could never be saved, to get put back into pieces again to be whole. He could never get his ruined childhood back. He was....a broken mess that couldn't be fixed.
" Oh look at you hun, you really look like a such mess."
a voice could be heared, and soon the royal looking kitsune would show his form behind some trees. When had he got here?. Breakout would quickly wipe the tears away from his eyes before standing up and forced a grin upon his maw. " S-sorry man, thought i was alone up here..." he would say, feeling embarassed now that he had let someone see him cry. The sort of mess he was were not for others to see. Vanitas just smirked though, a devil looking one with complete cruelity. " Let me ask you something Boss, how can you still stand to be living with yourself?." he asked which startled the hellhound alot to hear. What?.
" I mean you most realise by now how much of a horrible person you are?. I have not been here for long but... i can clearly see how much of a wreck you're. You're a alcoholic, drug addict and...you even hit your own daughter. What sort of a father would even do such a thing?." Vanitas said while watching how deeply his words cut before contunie on as he started to walk around. " Batterychicken was the only one brave enough to say it but i know the rest of the cartel feels the same way about you. They're all scared of you, living in terror that's why not even Clove wants you to touch her anymore. " Oh yes, the gossips, the whispers and the whole conversation had been going out in the courtyard as well. How could anyone have missed it?. " You think yourself to be so much better then the ruins,the exiles..but you're not. You're not better then your father."
" NO!, y-you're wrong!...i-i'm not...t-they are not..." he tried to protect but his words failed him because how could he speak against it?. That was the way it looked like. Breakout started to slip about from the reality to let what Vanitas said get to him while struggling with his own inner conflict. Both Batterychicken and Clove could brealy stand to look at him now, and he knew Penny not was at the best of terms with him either... but..but.. " You know it's true, and wanna know something more?. Your dear father Deathstroke raped one of my friends once." How suprising it was that Vanitas actually was saying something true for once. Leonidas, how once had been called for his 'friend' had been a victim to Deathstroke like so many others.
" It's only a matter of time before you will found a victim too, after all the rapist blood runs through your veins, Wilson. You have already hit your own flesh and blood, it's only a matter of time before you snap. " Breakout started to shake his head as he backed away until his back hit the tree and he would then crounch down to put his paws over his own ears as he tried to block it all out. " You have wrong!!, i would never do fucked up shit like that!..i'm not...my father...i'm not.. w-why would..." I'm not a bad guy!. He didn't wanted to be anyway, he was trying very hard not to be. But the world seemed to be against him on that front, to defend and protect the villains while painting him as one instead.
" This world is never gonna see that hun, neither will the cartel. Despite your best attempts to prove them differently your efforts have reached aboslutely no one. I'm afraid my friend you will never be viewed as anything else then a villain. This world dosen't care to acknowledge the good things you do in life only the bad ones... They will never understand you because they do not want to. Everything is just about them to make themself to the victims or...being to much of a coward to stand up. Sooner or later they will all bedray you to gain glory to themself because that's the true colors of you mortals. You cannot help yourself to sin, which is why Boss nothing you ever do will matter in the end. "
Breakout couldn't block this words out even if he tried and as he where being forced to listen would soon stop protecting his ears as they just fall down. So...no matter what he did he would always be hated, was that it?. Because of what Crimson had done, because of his blood relations to Deathstroke he was a lost cause?. No one would ever love him?, just wanting to use him?. No..no..he didn't wanted to believe that. His breathing started to increase and the flames fore up from underneath his paws as he started to become to emotional. If what Vanitas said were true then this world was a real fucked up one, and everyone...deserved to burn. All he could see was Crimson face, and all the pain he had brought him, all the pain he had been put through during his life and it hurt. It hurt. Why not burn all of the pain up?. If the world would never look at him anything more then just a villain, why not just burn it all up together?, so no one could ever hurt him anymore.
" That's right, nobody loves you and they never will. Why else would Reiki have abandoned you with that monster Crimson, when knowing full well what he was capable of doing?. And why would your other father Deathstroke start his new family with Feliks without even caring if you where alive or not?. They both abandoned you there with Crimson because they didn't care. Chicagocrimes too acted like she cared and loved you only to throw you away to defend Krieger how destroyed your home and killed your beloved twin brother Howard. Alcibiades hates you know because you broke his heart. Clove cannot even stand to see you and...Asimov....one day he is gonna stab you in the back to claim the crown, to kill you just like how you killed your own Godmother Orianna. Lastly your own kids wants nothing to do with you even wishing you where dead. So you see?, you're all worthless Darius. Nobody would even miss you if you died today. This world will never care for you. You're nothing more then filth. "
This azure blue orbs went blank as he slipt into his own little world and the flames spread itself putting the forest on fire. Vanitas hit all the sore spots, shattering him with his words alone and Breakout disappeared into himself while letting his flames lose to burn everything in it's path. Burn it all down. Let the world feel his pain. Vanitas was quite pleased with his accomplishment as he turned to watch as his little devil flames spread itself to destroy everything it touch and it made him smirk, a laughter bubble itself out from his mouth. Yes, this was what he had wanted all along. To watch the world burn down into ashes, one clan at the time. Such a wonderful day to see, to watch as everyone would burn for thier disgusting sins and he would always be there watching it all.
The forest will rise high in blue to destroy everything in it's path. The king shall fall choked by the snake.
Under the meantime Breakout had crawled himself up inside of himself to completely shut himself of and let the hell outside break itself lose. There was no point...he just gave up. " SNAP OUT OF IT!!." a voice loud and clear roared up and as Breakout lifted up his head with wet cheeks would be meet with a 'fist' punched straight into the side of his cheek which send him straight towards the 'ground'. Startled over what just had happend and by the fact how painful that hit had felt the Godfather looked up and who he saw there made his eyes widen up. " S-Sol?..." It had to be a mistake yet there he stood, the silver pelted direwolf with the eye-patch and the emerald orb glaring straight down at him. Breakout did had seen him in the past but he was just an illusion, a fracture of his memory with him to keep him alive, or so he had thought...But if so...why had that punch felt so real for?. " Shit, ya can't be real..." he would mumble in disblief. He could hear how the former Godfather made a 'tch' sound before narrowing his orb. " Of course i'm real, did you thought i was just a haunted memory all of this time?. If that was so, why would i push you back to life?." he asked, and when mentioning it Breakout remembered seeing a silver pelted wolf when he had been close to death after the ruins raid.
" When i died one small piece of my soul embarked with yours. I was to small though, to weak so i have just been living inside of you all of this time unable to really reach to you aside from some few times. But i have grown stronger for each day and i finally was able to reach you, in the right time too. " he would explain but realised quickly that none of this made much sense to his former apprentice. He suppose that made sense. Sollux would sigh before approching over closer to the hellhound so he could reach out a paw in a attempt to place it upon his head. " You've done well Breakout, m' proud over you. The cartel have become strong again thanks to you. "
he would give a side looking smile and from someone like Sollux how never smiled it was the best one to be hoping for.
This pat on his head meant so much for the hound, to hear this words from his own former Godfather and mentor he had looked up to made him let out a sob. " But Boss...i have failed...i..i'm feeling so alone..i-i have nob-" he was cut there as Sollux now hit his other cheek so he would fly to the floor once more. " Stop with your pitiful whining. You have nothing you say?, fucking bullshit!. You've the whole cartel!, they are your fucking family, the only one you need to keep your back." he would say firmly as he glared down at the Godfather clearly pissed and lacking much patience with this whole 'feel sorry for me' bullshit.
" Listen, you shouldn't trust anything that fucking snake has to say. He is full of bullshit. He always has been. He just wants to break you down so you can destroy the world for him, that's all he ever have fucking wanted. Vanitas real name's Dimitri, he is the red snake and the one how laid behind what happend back then with the fire. You need to know the truth so i will give you the whole story. Dimitri hired Deathstroke to kill my son Ladon and served his cut up body into a box to deliver on my border. It made me lose my mind, and i thought all vampires how lived in the cartel was working for Dimitri. I lost my faith in my own fucking people. Dimitri got what he wanted but i won't allow that to happen now. I won't let history repeat itself, got it?. So get your fucking shit together and get the fuck up and fight. Your people needs you and if you do nothing but seat here whinning and crying while letting your fire destroy everything you loves, and everyone how cares for you then he will win, Do you understand?, have i made myself clear?."
Breakout listen, feeling a bit overwhelmed with all of this but once he was done his gaze dropt to his paws, still not fully convinced. " But Sol...i'm his son..." he found it difficult to say that, wondering how Sollux would feel about him being the son to the assassin how had murderd his son. " Yeah, i already know that. I knew it from the first time i saw you. I could have killed you back there, i was thinking about it too but...i just didn't and i don't regret my decision. I don't give a shit who your parents are." Hearing him say that meant alot. It was like he had been waiting for someone to tell him that. For Sollux too because he had always been wonderd how he would have thought about him if he had known. Turned out he had known all along. Making up his mind Breakout would finally stand up as he wiped the tears away before firmly nodding his head, the will power inside of him returning. This fucking Dimitri, he wouldn't let him destroy his family.
" Come on lets save your family."
Back outside Vanitas was enjoying how far the fire had spread and wondered if it had touched to burn anyone yet. He was dancing between the flames (even if he keep his distance) and hummed to himself, founding this to be one of the most wonderful moment he had have here in agrelos this far. However he soon noticed something changing, the flames that burned so fiercly no longer spread out of control but they now waved back and forth so calmlt, so tame. No longer could he feel the warmth of this heating flames they had turned so cold. Confused he would look back at the hellhound how stood up now with closed eyes. Staring at him watched when Breakout opend his eyes and the left of his eye where emerald now, revealing that cold and familliar look Vanitas despised so much. Bloody hell, this can't be happening...Vanitas thought but despite that smiled, knowing things had changed now and things where about to get so much more exciting.
It was then the battle begin between the two.
It went on for a while, Breakout using all skills he had to use them against Vanitas but he was quicker, faster, more experienced but he did got in some hits, to slash up the side of his face and leaving bruises. Breakout then got kicked away as he fall backwards and landed close to the edge of the cliff. He was badly injured at this point, bleeding and weakend. Despite this forced himself back up refusing defeat and as he turned....all of the suddenly Vanitas's sword cut right through his chest to come out on the other side. Wided eyed he stared at the kitsune how was smirking back at him. To fast...he hadn't been able to see that one coming. Coughing out blood Vanitas would move the sword to force the Godfather to back closer to the edge while liftening the sword up so Breakout would be forced to stand up on his back legs while graping around the blade to prevent it from cutting in any deeper. He wore a pained expression, knowing he had failed in the end. Whatever he seemed to do always failed to protect those how matterd the most to him... I'm sorry Aleksei, i'm sorry Clove...Big bro... i tried...i really did but i couldn't beat him... He thought out to the ones closest to him, to the ones that crossed his mind but soon all faces of the cartel arrived to his head as well.
" Did you really thought you could defeat me?, haha, you're a such joke!. Hmh, since you ruined my pretty little fire now...i guess i will have to stick around for a little further to found a new way to destroy this clan." Vanitas would say and chuckled darkly, tails swinging back and forth while blood dropt down from his mouth, blood on his teeths because yes he had taken a little bit of a snatch from Breakout's neck which had weaken him too. " Hmh, since Asimov will become the new Godfather i suppose he could be the next one for me to play with?. How about i make his whole family turn against him?, or make his forced to choice, the Asimov family or the cartel?. Aha, or i could hire Deathstroke again to make him kill Makariy for me and serve his body in a box to him!. So many delightful ideas!, how difficult it's to just pick one, i wish i could pick them all. " he giggled, but there was somebody how didn't and that was Breakout. He growled at him between the pain.
" Don't you dare fucking touch him you..piece of shit!. I won't let you touch anyone of them." he would growl and spat some of his blood right into the kitsune's face. Even now close to death door he keept his fight spirit up. After his talk with Sollux and getting brought back again understood it didn't matter what the cartel thought about him. He would still protect them, he would even die for them. He would give his all just to keep them safe from a sicko like this one. So he couldn't lose, he couldn't give up and die like this... He gritted his teeths as Vanitas pushed on the sword again to bring him even closer to the cliff to push him out now only the sword keeping him from falling to his death below with this sharp rocks.
Breakout throw a gaze down not until now realising how far up they where. Shit, this was fucking crazy!. Was he going to die like this?. Failing once again?. No, he couldn't let this happen. Breakout did not wanted to die like this. If he was going down so would Dimitri. " Tell me something Wilson, why do you try so hard to protect people when you know they will just stab you in the back?. Why protect a clan how dosen't care whether you live or die?." Narrowing his orbs at this words found that question to be damn obivious and clear. He might have been lost before but he would never lose his reason of fighting. Breakout then did the unexpected. He used his last strenght to grap a firm hold on the edge his back paws stood on while graping a tight hold on the sword and then he moved himself forward so the sword would cut even deeper just so he could reach Vanitas and grapt a tight hold of his shoulders. " Because they're my family!. " he snarled as blood dript down his mouth and would give the bastard a bloody cocky grin and with that he pushed with his back legs to send both him and Vanitas over the edge and as he did so he set both of them on fire with his flames. Breakout was immune towards his own fire but Vanitas was not.
Vanitas started to scream as they fall and Breakout did his best to keep Vanitas in a firm embrace so he couldn't escape, wanting him to burn to feel the furt of his flames, however the strenght was leaving him and Vanitas broke himself free but he was still on fire as he fall. Breakout had no idea what would happen next to the kistune he no longer paid attention to it. He just stared up towards the sun as he was falling down towards his death realising this was it, this was how he was going to die and he felt relieved. Was this how it felt like to die when knowing you had done it for the right reason?. To die knowing he had done everything he could to protect his family?. Oh, he felt at peace at final last. It kinda felt good to die like this even if probably nobody would even know what had happend today, to know the sacrifice he just had done. But that was okay. As long they where all safe that was what mattered.
Breakout closed his eyes and smiled. I will finally get to see Howard again.
and with that Breakout fall down into the ocean to disappear underneath the ocean and it's waves, and Vanitas burned body could be found speared by one of the sharp rocks, and on the top of the cliff laid Breakout's chain necklace that had fallen of before he had fallen, and with that,
Breakout's life come to an sudden end.
this took me a whole day to write like ghaaa, making a oneshot involving three characters are so so hard, so i'm sorry if this is all cheesy it's just i could have ended up writing a whole book if i not limited myself.
This has been a hella exciting and long ride for me. Breakout become leader at the end of september last year so he has lead for like 8 moons or something?. Wow, i can't believe that time has moved so quickly!. I really wanted to keep on leading this clan a little bit longer with Break, my goal was to lead for 1 year at least but unfortunately...i'm unable to do that. Alot of things has been happening at the start of this year and with how it looks like right now around the world this summer will be real difficult for me to get in money and...there is alot of personal reasons to my decision for this, simple put i'm not doing so well right now emotionally because of real life stuff. I'm not gonna bother anyone with it though so i will keep it like that. I'm very sorry to everyone i had plots with Breakout though, i really wanted to contunie on with them but...i just can't, i'm so sorry for that. I have always told myself that if Breakout ever becomes leader he is going to die as one, so this is pretty much a final death for Breakout, rip.
The matter with the thunderlands will be left to the cartel to handle Break will have told Asimov that he told Deathstroke that he could pick to either step down and leave the clan life behind entierly or keep his leader position and the thunderlands would risk losing the cartel as thier association.
volary flights no longer view the cartel as thier enemy so they are neutrals now, an other thing Break will have brought up.
breakout's body won't be found it will have disappeared at the bottom of the ocean, his chain necklace can be found on the cliff though. The fire will have spread pretty far but will have died out completely before it reached the mansion but will have burned part of the territory outside.
Lastly, i wanna wish the best of luck to madster and ASIMOV !! how now is in charge of the cartel!. I look very much forward to see how Asimov will lead and what plans he has for this group!. I know you're gonna do soooo well <33 and thanks for all the help and support you have been given me! i have really appreciated it!.
Now to all of you in the cartfam i just wanna tell you all i love all of you so much!, you're all such talented writers and wonderful people!. I have enjoyed to roleplay with all of you so much, and thanks so much for showing such understanding when i have had bad days, and even on the days when i have been crying and felt like hitting absolute bottom, just getting on discord and chatting with you all have brought a smile to my face!. So thank you all <33 and for being such amazing people and friends!. I really wish the best for all of you ^^
I say my farewell for now because i'm taking a break from ff! not sure when i will return to be honest! but i might drop in on discord now and then to chat. *hugs and smooches you all*