Isabelle – Invasion Day
As Daytona runs away, I see Andrew admiring his Invasion from the corner of the town. I pull out my pistol. "This ends now," I threaten him.
"It's too late," he says, still facing out to see. "Killing me doesn't do anything." He turns back to me. "You see, my selfishness was never about me, it was about my fellow humans. We're a dying breed and we need a home." He gives a dramatic pause. "Unfortunately, that comes at your expense."
"We can live together," I plead. "There is enough room!"
"No," he replies sharply. "There is not. Animals will just take up space, eat up all the food. You are pests, all pests. I have come to that consensus after three months."
He pauses again. "The militias need a base to call home. I was put in charge of Riverton to execute this matter. Riverton is the launch pad of sorts; the rest of Animal Crossing is the territory that will be grabbed in the invasion." The word sticks out at me. Invasion.
He turns to face me. He whips out a pistol but I fire first, hitting him in the chest.
He looks down as a red hole appears. He gives a devilish grin. "My work here is already done."
His knees buckle as he falls into the ocean.
I hear the soldiers behind me, yelling. I turn and fire my pistol. I hit one in the chest as he falls, but there are more and more and more, firing all around me. I turn to run and jump off the cliff. I pick up speed as I hear bullets whizz around me. I jump and, like a wounded duck, fall awkwardly into the ocean as I'm surrounded by red. I try to swim up but I'm too weak. I close my eyes and sink to the ocean floor, entrenched in a coffin of kelp.