Arthur looked down at the writhing figures before him. One a red head head who was struggleing to his feet. He brought the butt of his rifle against the redheads head making him fall to the ground. His lips pulled up in a snarl and he leaned closer jerking the Scottish mans head upwards to meet his angry eyes.
"I gave you everything. I taught you everything you know. I did everything to protect you. Amd you repay me by declaring war against me and kill my people?!"
He saw the Scotsman flinch then turned to the Irish in his other hand, his eyes filled with fury as well as resentment.
"Ian. You and Liam were my favrioutes, you two were always the good children. But then you hurt me more than you can ever even begin to imagine"
He leaned down closer and flipped the wounded men on thsir backs and smirked as he saw them wince and groan in pain.
"A-Arthur, you British bastard" snarled the Scotsman spitting saliva and blood at Arthur's face.
Arthur growled wiping the blood and saliva away before he cocked his fist backwards and punched Ian in the face, he heard a loud crack and smirked.
"Bastard. Do you e-enjoy seeing your...children in agony like this? J stab him in his neck, he stumbled back seeing Liam standing there holding a knife dripping blood.
"But...how?" Arthur gasped out as he fell to the ground clutching his sliced neck. "Projection spell..." Mumbled Liam tiredly as he leaned against Ian shaking.
Arthur gave a small dieing gasp, his chest rose and faltered one last time before stopping compleatly.
Liam's knees and legs gave out as he collapsed against Ian. "I-Ian..." he groaned and collapsed against Ian unconcious. Liam had gained the worst of the injuries between himself and Ian.
Ian sigher picking his brother up then looked at the dead body laid beside them. His eyes held a cold sorrow as he dragged the body away as well.
He dragged thwm back to the mansion and laid them on a bed. He studied Arthur's body and sighed putting his head in his hands
They had never wanted to declare war on him but it had been needed to strive for a better life fkr their people. He ran his fingers through the blond hair and cried more as it came away stained with blood.
He had gotten his innocent baby brother to kill the man that had raised the both of them. He felt numb and he looked at the dry blood incrusted knife before he grabbed it and looked at it.
"I'm sorry Arthur and Liam..." he mumbled as he stabbed himself through the heart and stabbed again punturing his heart on the second stab.
"I...love you...Liam..." he mumbled before he died as well. He collapsed against Arthur dead.
Liam woke up a hour later. He widened his eyes as he saw the dead bodies kf his Step-father and brother...he felt numb all over as he could only bear to stare at them not doing anything. He got up and began digging fraves for his family.
He soon came back and dragged them to the graves not saying anything or crying. He knelt and closed their eyelids and laid them in the graves covering them with a layer of white roses. He then covered them with dirt and sat by their graves head in hands and crying..
He was alone like he had always been. It had been to good to last.