A short one-shot. Sad Steam Powered Giraffe...don't hurt me! -hides in a kitchen cabinet.-
She ran. She ran, and ran, and ran as fast as she could because she knew that if she stopped, he would catch her again.
Dear Rabbit, my legs are getting weak chasing you...
She could hear him getting closer. How could he do this? She wondered, running faster, pushing herself. She could feel her boiler overheating as steam poured from her cheek-vents. She was the only one left, left to run through the snow covered forest.
The snowfields wouldn't seem so big...if you knew...
Fear consumed her, she could hear him getting close. She dove into the snow, hiding beneath it, behind a tree as his heavy foot steps became louder and louder.
That this blood on my teeth, is far beyond dry...and I've captured you once, but I wasn't quite right...
She peeked from behind the thick, tree trunk, looking for him as steam poured from her vents. How could he? How could he kill them? Their brothers! And the humans! Why?
"Rabbit...come back. I-I-Its me, The Spine." Liar. "I'm s-s-sorry, I didn-n-n-n't mean to hurt you. I'm f-f-fixed now." Liar! His voice glitched with every lie.
So I'm telling you...You'll be safe with me...
Rabbit trembled in fear as The Spine neared, his broken leg sparking with every step.
"Don't worry, Rabbit, I w-w-won-n't hurt you." Why does he continue to lie?
And Rabbit, my claws are down now so don't...be afraid.
"Come back to the manor with me, it's warmer there and we can fix you up."
I could keep you warm, as long as you can just try...and be brave..
"Liar!" Rabbit lashed out, attacking The Spine.
The Spine grabbed Rabbit, gripping her wrists as a manic smile crept upon his face. "Got you."
Yes, I know I'm a wolf and I've been known to bite, but the rest of my pack, I've left them behind...
Rabbit's optics widened in fear as Spine slammed her onto the ground. Rabbit let out a harsh cry as oil tears began to fall and steam burst out from her vents and mouth. The Spine-no, she understood now, the virus controlling The Spine, smiled a blood stained, shark-toothed smile. It wasn't The Spine...not anymore.
My teeth may be sharp, and I've been raised to kill. But the thought of fresh meat, it is making me ill...
Rabbit looked up with wide optics, oil tears falling from not only her, but from The Spine. He was still there...just trapt. Could it really be him? Deep inside what used to be his mind? Spine raised his arm, his saw replacing his hand as he whispered something that will haunt Rabbit forever.
So I'm telling you, that you'll be safe with...
"I-I-I'm sorry...dear Rabbit."
Me...
"S-S-SPINE!"
Rabbit watched in horror as The Spine, in his last struggle for control, took the saw to his chest. Rabbit crawled to her little brother, holding him in her arms as oil and blue matter slowly seeped from his chest. He twitched and cringed in her arms, sparks flying from his chest as his optics of bright, buring crimson slowly flickered back into those of right, warm emerald, fading with each flicker.
"Why Tha' S-S-Spine?...Why?" Rabbit whispered. She held him closer, oil tears pouring from her optics. His words wouldn't stop echoing in her head.
"I-I-I'm sorry...dear Rabbit." Over and over did those words echo, never ceasing, never fading.
So Rabbit, please stop looking the other way...
"S-S-Spine!" Rabbit cried out, clutching her brother as his life faded from him.
It's cold out there...so why not stay here under my...tail?
And then poor, dear Rabbit...was alone.