Oh, man...this part is kind of sloppy. I wanted it to happen as fast as it would in real life. I don't know why. I just wanted to try not making the scene seem to "slow down". I'm not sure how else to explain it. Tell me if it's still good or not...
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Tes, Seven, Three, and Four looked up, startled. A scream was sounding in the near distance.
"Six!" Tes breathed. She yelled, angrily. "She will pay if she hurts him anymore!" She ran forward, Jumping along the way to make the travel faster.
"Tes, wait!" Seven yelled. She ran after her, Three and Four following.
"Morgana!" Tes called as she reached the destination. She hesitated. Six was grabbing onto his left shoulder, which had a small tear at the top of it. Morgana held a recently sharpened, wooden pencil over her head, poised to strike again. She spun her head around to look at Tes. Fear and anger surged through Tes. Morgana's optics were glowing a bright red.
"Good..." Morgana's voice was more mechanical and choppy than before. "You're here..."
Tes ignored her and rushed to Six's side. He looked up at her, his fear reflected in his face.
"Just stay here, okay?" she said. She charged into Morgana, Jumping her away.
Seven, Three, and Four arrived soon after.
"Where did they go?" Seven asked. Six pointed up. "The roof?" Six nodded. Soon, the other dolls arrived, including One and a new doll, arrived. The new doll was tall and heavy-set. It was Eight.
"We must find sanctuary elsewhere!" One exclaimed. "It's not safe here!"
"Is it really that necessary to go now?" Seven asked. "Tes is still fending off Morgana..."
One narrowed his eyes. "Yes. The machines are on their way HERE...."
Meanwhile, Tes and Morgana stared each other down on the roof. Their gazes changed from glares to worried looks as they heard a noise. They ran, almost as one, to the edge of the roof. The others were racing through the thick of the war, leaving the scientist forever. She watched as Three, Four, and Five were separated from the rest, a line of humans standing in their way. Seven went to retrieve them as the others huddled under a dead soldier's helmet. Tes urged Seven on in her mind. She sighed in relief as she returned to the helmet with the other three.
"Pay attention!" Morgana demanded. Tes heard a rip as the sharp point of the pencil was scraped across her side. She turned, looked down at the tear, and grabbed onto Morgana's pencil.
"What are you thinking?!" Tes yelled.
They both stopped again when they heard an odd sound. An unnatural, cold, frightening sound. Something was being fired by the damned machines. They turned to look once more. Canisters were being fired from the backs of the machines. Morgana gasped as a gas erupted from the canisters, killing everything it touched.
"No!" Tes wailed as a canister knocked Five, who had been separated from the group once more, off of his feet. She watched, in suspense and dread, as Two rushed to his side. Although Tes and Morgana were quite far away, they could tell that Five's left eye was missing. Two and Five staggered, attempting to make it back to the group. Seven saw the foot of one of the machines getting dangerously close. She leaped in just in time to push them away. She helped Two carry the dazed Five back to the others, and the whole group made their way to a cathedral.
Tes glanced at Morgana. She was watching intently on the situation at hand, slack jawed in surprise and horror. Tes quickly snatched the pencil from her loosened grip.
"You sneaky little..." Morgana murmured, turning to her.
"Don't ever hurt Six again..." Tes demanded. "Or any other of my friends for that matter!"
"Aren't I your friend?" Morgana asked.
"You can't be, if you're trying to hurt me..." Tes answered, defensively.
"But...we've been friends for fourteen years, Tori!"
"I told you..I'M TES NOT TORI!"
Morgana took a step forward. "But you are a part of her. She is in you...as Ashley...is in me..."
Tes remembered how Ashley had died after the ghost-like light retreated from her and entered Morgana. Tes blinked. She understood. It was Ashley's soul which had entered Morgana. The soul of the scientist which had entered Six and Seven that she had seen happen. Tes had only taken part of Tori's soul, as did Six, Seven, and the others take only part of the scientist's soul. But Morgana was a different case. She had greedily sucked the whole of Ashley's soul.
"You murderer!" Tes gasped.
"She was going to die anyway..." Morgana noted, nonchalantly.
Tes felt an indescribable anger build up inside her. She rushed at Morgana with the pencil. The tear in her side made her stumble a little. Morgana grabbed a hold of the pencil. They started to fight over the weapon, almost dancing in attempt to win.
Morgana eventually pinned Tes down near the edge of the roof, the pencil pressed vertically against her throat. The sky...it's so red...Tes noticed. Tes turned her head slightly to look down at the ground below. She summed up all her strength and kicked Morgana in fear. Morgana flew over Tes, her optics finally back to normal, an expression of surprise on her features.
Morgana's mind began racing. It wasn't meant to end this way! I was supposed to dispose of Six, so Tes would like only me! No...it wouldn't work that way, even if I did succeed. She would despise me. She feels something towards him. What could it be, that feeling I may never know? Why? Why? I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...
She held up her arm as she fell backwards in an attempt to reach Tes, who was looking over the edge of the roof in surprise. Morgana smiled.
"I'm sorry..." she murmured.
Morgana landed in a heap. Tes shook with fear. Why didn't she Jump to save herself? She realized, with a jolt, that she could have fallen as well. She decided that it would be hard to concentrate enough to Jump when falling.
Tes looked up. She was suddenly able to hear the gasps for breath from the animals as they breathed in the deadly gas.
Why? Why is this happening?
She concentrated on the church and Jumped.
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I almost cried writing this chapter, actually...:(
I hate killing my characters, but it had to happen in order to progress the story further.
