Confessions
Chapter 46
Not mine
Okay, I lied, this is my absloutly favirote chapter in the whole story.
I just got my computer back so here, enjoy my happiness.
A single scream. One that filled every corner of Santoff Claussen with pure fear, terror, and anguish. It alone could have fed Pitch for a month.
The scream brought everyone running from their rooms, hastily armed with whatever they could find in the middle of the night.
Sophie stood in the hall, a puddle of water and broken glass on the floor at her feet. Standing in front of her was Aster. But it wasn't Aster.
His fur was pitch black and matted down with blood that flowed freely from the wound on his arm.
"Aster?" Sophie asked in a terrfied whisper.
Aster snarled. "I'm not Aster. I am Pitch Black!"
"No," Sophie whispered. "NO!" she yelled, "You're not Pitch! You're E. Aster Bunnymund! The only Pooka who survived the Pookan genoside! 6 foot one kick-ass Easter Bunny! You're a Guardian! The world needs you Aster! I need you," Sophie fell to her knees, sobbing. "You promised Bunny. You promised."
"S-Sophie? You're bleeding," Aster said, his face clearing for a moment.
"No, I don't care," he snarled the next, his face growing dark again.
"You promised Bunny," Sophie sobbed, "You promised you wouldn't be like Daddy. You promised you wouldn't leave me."
Aster's face lightened again , "Sophie it's okay, I'm here," he said, starting to kneel next to the shaking girl.
"Don't leave me Bunny," she sobbed, clutching at Aster's fur.
"I'm here shelia. I'm not leaving ya," Aster said, pulling Sophie into him.
Sophie whimpered and burried her face in Aster's chest. "Don't go. I need you."
Aster looked down at Sophie. His fur lightened except for the patch of fur around the wound that blood was still flowing freely from. "I'm here Sophie everything's okay," he said, running a paw through Sophie's messy blonde hair. "Everything's goint to be okay."