*stumbles out of bed* *makes poptarts* *glances at computer*
TIME TO POST!
Also, there's some beautiful fanart by Kbrava on deviantart, but you can't put links on ff . net, so...
WARNING: There is a tad bit of pain for one of the main characters in this chapter.
Oh, and there's also some animal abuse.
DISCLAIMER: No IRL pigs were harmed in the making of this fanfic.
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OTHER DISCLAIMER: No IRL Skys were harmed in the making of this fanfic.
Unless it was for learning or research.
IN THE NAME OF LEARNING!
Games
Ch 30: Thoughts = Words = Actions
Jason is horrified; I can tell by the way he screams like a girl and then clings onto my arm while glaring at the GameMaster.
"You can't make us murder those innocent creatures!" he protests, seeming not to realize that he's latching onto the arm of a person he hates with a deep and burning passion.
"Since when are you a vegetarian?" Ty asks, having no memory of any time before the games. Ugh, stupid memory wipes.
"It's not that, it's just-" I begin, trying to fit Jason's love for pigs into words. "It's the pigs. He has a pet pig named Jeffery, and it's really special to him."
"How does he remember it?" Ian asks.
Seto shrugs, smiling slightly. "Some things are just worth remembering. Some things are too important to forget."
"What, so your pet pig is more important than our friendship?" I ask Jason, pretending to be offended.
Jason's eyes suddenly harden as he glances at Ty and then back at me. "We aren't friends," he growls as he pulls away from me, and my mood instantly drops. For a second there, it had felt like it used to. It had felt like we were all friends again.
I sigh but continue pushing him towards the exit anyway."Well, whether we're friends or not, we're going back to the Living Quarters before the GameMaster forces you to-"
"Jason! How would you like to kill the first pig?" the GameMaster asks innocently, appearing in front of Jason and holding out an iron sword.
"No thanks," I say shortly as Jason goes limp, finally allowing me to drag him closer to the exit.
"Skybrine! Stop being annoying, I'm trying to ask Jason if he wants to murder a Jeffery."
"I-I don't, but thanks for the offer..?" Jason replies in a small voice. I open the door to the building.
"Oh, don't be silly! It'll be fun!" the GameMaster insists, spawning a pig in Jason's line of vision and then immediately stabbing it right through the heart.
Jason nearly faints.
My eyes widen, and I hastily shove Jason out of the building. Then I slam the door shut behind us and turn the terrified boy to face me. "Come on, Jay, it's alright! You don't have to watch that anymore. It's okay, you're alright..," I whisper, pulling him into a hug and rubbing gentle circles into his back as I note the slightly irrelevant fact that it is now dark outside.
"H-He murdered him!" Jason cries, still limp in my arms. "It's different when Jeffery falls off a cliff or accidentally catches himself on fire, but the G-GameMaster flat-out murdered him!"
"Shh, I know. It's okay, though, he won't murder any more of them," I promise, but I'm not exactly sure of my words.
Ty suddenly bursts out of the red building. He quickly scans Jason and me, and something flickers in his eyes. Sadly, it goes away before I can tell what it is.
"What do I do?" I mouth to Ty over Jason's shoulder.
He shrugs with wide eyes as if to say, "How the heck should I know?"
I bite my lip helplessly as Jason continues to sob into my shirt. "Help, this is awkward," I mouth.
Ty giggles silently, and then he finally makes his way over to us. "How are you doing, Jason?" he asks quietly, resting a hand on his shoulder.
Jason shakes his head slightly and burrows deeper into my shirt. Honestly, it's sort of uncomfortable, but whatever. The guy's bawling his eyes out, I'm not gonna push him away.
"Hey, bud, it's alright," I say softly.
He suddenly jumps away from me, wiping his eyes roughly with his sleeve. "Oh my Notch! Ty, I am so sorry, I didn't mean to- I mean, it's not like I forgot what he did to you, I just- I- Oh Notch, I am so sorry!" he splutters, switching back and forth between glaring at me and sending apologetic glances to Ty.
Looking down at the boring ground (hey, at least it doesn't hate me), I try to ignore the pain in my chest as Jason finishes.
"Um, Jason, do you think... Could you forgive him? Could you maybe stop hating Sky? I mean, as long as he promises not to hurt you or me or any of the others?" Ty asks, adding the last phrase as an afterthought.
"You mean- But aren't you still mad?" Jason asks, looking confused.
"I don't matter. I just want to know how you feel about Sky."
"Uh... Well... Don't hate me for this, Ty, but... I kind of miss him. Then again, I'm also scared of him, so..." He trails off, glancing up at me and then quickly averting his gaze.
"You didn't seem scared of him when he was holding you and comforting you about Jeffery," Ty points out with an almost undetectable trace of bitterness in his voice. I doubt Jason heard it.
"Yeah, I guess... I mean, he was acting like he used to when he was our friend, and..."
"I'm still your friend," I interrupt, crossing my arms stubbornly. "I know you aren't my friend, but I will always be yours."
"Yeah," Jason whispers, looking at his feet. "Yeah, I could definitely forgive him."
Ty nods and pulls me over to Jason. Then he positions us in a small huddle so no one on the outside can see what we're saying. "Okay, I actually don't hate Sky," Ty explains quietly, smiling a little.
Jason's eyes widen as he exclaims, "What!? But I thought- I mean, he tried to kill you!" I wince, and Ty shushes him, telling him to be more quiet in case the GameMaster has any cameras around – which he surely does. "Seriously, though," Jason says in a quieter voice.
"It wasn't Sky's fault, he thought he was fighting his father," Ty replies, shrugging.
"How'd you know that?" I ask.
"You told us."
"O-Oh. And you- you believed me?"
"Of course. I had no reason not to. I'm one hundred percent sure you would never hurt any of us on purpose, Sky." Ty smiles at me, and I smile back weakly.
Oh, Ty. I wish I could tell you how much I love you.
Oops, did I think that out loud? Er, did I think that?
"Yes, you did, Son."
Oh, great, you're back.
"And I'm now aware of one of your biggest secrets. You aren't just crushing on the boy, you love him."
Wonderful.
"Sky? You okay there?" Ty asks worriedly, his eyes searching my face.
"I-I'm fine, it's just- I'm fine," I stammer, trying to collect my thoughts.
"I want to kill my friends. I want to kill my friends. I want to kill my friend-"
"Shut up, that's not one of my thoughts," I hiss at my father.
Out loud.
Snap.
"What?" Ty asks with a shocked tone as he and Jason back up slightly. I sigh. Great.
"U-Uh, nothing! I just, I was- Erm, a fly was in my ear, and... yeah. Yeah," I stutter.
"A fly, huh?" my father's voice snickers. "I'm pretty sure a fly can't do this."
Wha-?
I immediately fall to my knees, clutching my head tightly as a sharp pain fills it. Little slits of pain, like pieces of shattered glass, attack my mind, and I groan, finding myself unable to think properly. "Sky!" someone shouts – I can't tell if it's Jason or Ty. "OmiNotch, Sky!"
"Are you okay?" asks the other one. "Sky, tell us what's wrong!"
"I want to kill my friends, I want to kill my friends, I want-"
"St-Stop!" I cry out, hanging my head and squeezing my eyes shut. "Stop it!"
"Stop what? Sky, please, what's wrong!?"
"I want to kill my friends."
"I want to kill my friends."
I want to kill my friends.
I want to kill my friends.
:D
WOOHOO!
HEROBRINE IS FINALLY GETTING THROUGH TO SKY-
Oh, wait, are we not on His team..?
*nervous laugh* W-Well, then, I'll just... I'll just go now...