Royal blood:
Inspired by a youtube video, as the sweeps pass by, I wrote the first five trolls' deaths. And Gamzee's. Be warned: get ready to cry.
Hello, my name is Feferi Piexes and I have watched all my friends die.
It started when I was still what other royals would call 'young'. I was 26 sweeps and all I could hear was Nepeta' sobbing. In the other room, a dear friend, Karkat, was dying. His blood couldn't hold on. As Terezi held onto the young man, Karkat sunk into a permanent slumber. I sat in the corner, silently dripping tears. Sollux comforted me. He told me it was all going to be okay. But it wasn't.
We had a short gathering the next day. Nepeta wouldn't leave Karkat's body and had to be pried off his corpse. She slowly went insane after that. Terezi didn't react much. She just watched Karkat be dropped into the river with a poker face. She started to shake and turned away.
A while later Aradia began to get sick. She wouldn't eat, wouldn't talk. One night, Sollux called everyone to her hive. When I arrived, he was in tears. Aradia was holding his hand, whispering soft murmers. I sat next to her side, praying. Nepeta and Equius comforted each other in the living room. In her final moments, Aradia reached out and grabbed my arm.
"Farewell" She closed her eyes. With a final sigh, she smiled. Her chest no longer rose and fell with short breaths. Sollux excused himself.
The group got quiet after that. Everybody was shaken from the deaths. And everybody knew who was next. Tavros wheeled around in a silent worry. Gamzee eventually moved in with Tavros and Vriska became very tense. It stayed like that for a while, Tavros never being alone.
Of course, the day came. It was mid-afternoon when Vriska came bursting through the door. Bad news hit everyone like a brick. Many trolls failed to arrive, not wanting to see the death.
I cried along with Gamzee, Vriska and Terezi. His wheelchair sat empty next to his bed. The gathering was short but sweet. I'm sure Karkat would have said something nice.
We all missed him.
Sweeps became very muddled and stuck together. No one lived alone. In fact, 7 sweeps after Tavros passed, we all moved to Terezi's hive. I would cry every night and Eridan would try to comfort me. Admittedly, I'd push him away. Sollux and I stuck together like a hoofbeast to an apple. Hehe, Equius would have loved that one.
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Less than a sweep before you-know-what happened, Gamzee started looking ill. He stopped talking and drowned himself in pies. One night he looked into my eyes and asked me why the slime wasn't working. Why the pain wouldn't go away. I shook under his glare and said I didn't know.
The next morning, I found him dead, hanging from the ceiling.
No one was left for him. Karkat and Tavros were long gone. Out of respect, I prayed over his body and never went back in that room again. It would have been a good idea to send him off on the river but my strength failed me. Why? Just eight months later, Sollux would stay up late. A week before his death, I woke up to the sound of pencil against paper. Looking at me, he told me that he was writing something very important. I was assured it wouldn't be needed for a very long time. After his death, I opened his nightstand and found the paper. It was his will. And a love letter for me.
Oh cod, I was heartbroken. I cried and cried and only Eridan stopped my tears. With the lingering scent of death in the hive, we moved to Equius's place.
Nepeta, still a bit insane, broke down. She would hiss and throw things. Equius would try to help, but Nepeta scratched his face. As he bled, Nepeta stood in a state of shock. Then she threw down her claws and rocked back in forth. Her breath was shaky. Tears poured down her face and stained the floor.
One morning, she wouldn't blink. Equius shook her, but Nepeta wouldn't move. I screamed at the top of my lungs. Eridan ran to my side, biting his lip at the sight of his once flush-crush.
Who didn't cry at her gathering was someone who didn't have a heart. Even Vriska blinked rapidly and complained about not hanging out with the cat troll.
As she floated down the river, the sky opened up and mourned.
6 gone, 6 to go.
How was it?
If you're wondering, since trolls don't bury their dead, I made a gathering where the trolls are sent floating down a river. Otherwise, it's pretty human-like.
Comment if you want me to finish.