Clear Blood Stains Battlegrounds

He told me to run, to run as fast as I could.

He told me there should be others waiting for me, but that I might have to search for them. They mightn't be close, but they're somewhere out there.

He told me to not worry what was going on, and to never look back. Unfortunately, I couldn't listen to that request.

My neck turned towards the battle, the last stand will be its name, and I saw blue hugging the clone. Her body was like mine, but she was just a replacement; she was just there to keep things together in that world. If she ever were to die, they could clone once again. I smiled as I continued to run towards the triangular rift. Trees surrounded the tear. It was a wonderful strategy how he concealed my way point.

I jumped up onto the tree, climbing my way towards the top, branch by branch. My heart continued to race as I heard multiple battle cries and yelps of agony.

I should be there helping.

I should be fighting my own fight.

Fuck, I'm a coward for running away.

I stopped at about five branches away from the tear, and looked once more. The creature that had all started this ridiculous war was being impaled with a spear into the heart by him, but it was too late. The clone that blue had embraced had also been impaled.

I saw blue yell aloud as he held the dying clone in his arms as he threw one Katana straight into the mutations chest. It fell face first onto the ground as blood sprayed from the weapon being thrusted further into the limp body.

Blue's brother in arms tossed the enemies leader onto the ground and hurried towards him as he saw her fall, and another coming with a weapon to end a life.

Move, I hear him slightly, shouting at the top of his lungs.

My breathing slows as I feel another life being pulled away.

I'm sorry for failing you my dear. I'm sorry for failing everyone, but you're in a better place now. That bitch cannot get you. She cannot do horrid things to you anymore.

I grip onto the tree as my heart continues to slow. My eyes grow heavy as I hear a blood curdling scream from blue's brother. I squint my eyes to see the scene that caused the yell.

Blue's face is stripped of the precious blood that used to flow throughout his veins. His brother is probably holding back tears as he runs toward the enemy that cowers on the snow dusted plain. He drives his staff into the neck of the soldier that pierced blue.

Tears streaked my face as my vision clears slightly, and my heart returns to beating at an average speed. I jump towards the rift in the air that is closing slowly.

Goodbye my dears.

Remember to clone another, so that I can find my way back to this place.