Disclaimer: if i have to put this then i obviously don't own KHR.
AN: i hit a slump so i'm trying to get over it. besides this idea's been beating around for a while now.
Sawada had said it repeatedly. "You know it has to be done. You're the only one that will stick to the plan."
He knew better than the herbivores, that omnivore - even the caged bastard that emotions are only an obstacle.
Especially on the battlefield.
Survival sharpened his senses, his moves like always. He'd cleared the path for the shooter too quickly though. Luckily no one else realized he'd had a clear chance of taking him down before he fired.
That mistake fueled his rage, let loose the bloodlust he'd been holding back as those white fools tried to overpower him. He'd barely had enough sense to release his box, encasing Sawada before he hit the ground.
The redhead idiot caught the signal and got out before he died with the other idiots.
Releasing the Globe of Needles, he knelt beside his boss as Tuck crawled across his torso, sniffing at the blood. He gently placed his hand over the wound, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. The hedgehog nuzzled his wrist, getting him to smile as he opened his eyes. He nodded once before taking them into his arms.
"You did not see that."