Lulu: just to warn you guys, THIS IS A SAD CHAPTER!...though, it really is to be expected...remember all the stuff that happened in Act 5?...nah, i don't remember all of it either, but it's where the trolls are truly introduced...as well as the little incidents that happened before the game...you see what i'm getting at here? if you do, good, those will be spread out into different areas of time, so i'll be sure to warn you if a chapter is going to do that. if you don't understand, then read and receive feels. enjoy~
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POVs used in this chapter: Karkat Vantas (Midnight Crew)
Your name is Karkat Slick, and you fucking hate Caliborn English. Ok, sure, maybe about four years ago you could tolerate his presence. He was less of an asshole when he was five and couldn't understand all that much. That was what made him able to fit within the little trio you, him, and Dirk had created back then (you heard that Dirk is still "friends" with the jerk, though you couldn't say you were surprised; Dirk wasn't very good at letting go of friends). But then again, that was four years ago, and everything's way different in the fourth grade.
Because once you turned nine, you truly began to realize the barrier between the Felt and the Midnight Crew; that was when you actually started to care that your dad came home with constant injury (it happened with all your dads, actually, though Slick was usually the worst). I mean, yeah, he got shot all the time, but did he really have to have a near-death experience at your ninth birthday? I mean, this is probably one of the most important days of your young life (or, so you think. You haven't really experienced much), and what does your dad give you for a present? The answer is nothing, he just got blood all over the floor and you had to clean it up while calling Droog and tending to the asshole's wounds.
You remember later relaying the date to Caliborn, though the most you got as a response was a simple "That just proves that my dad is better!" or some crap like that. After that, he kept getting on my nerves about whose dad was better (your vote was actually with Droog on this one, but unfortunately you still had to stick up for your own old man once in a while too). It didn't really bother you when it started about three months ago, but now it was just grinding on your psyche. And then today, that asshole just had to go that one step too far; he just had to mess with one of your own.
Tavros had always been the weakest link in the Midnight Crew children, though in a way that also kind of made him the most safe-guarded member. Tavros was a bit of a softie (aka he couldn't even kill butterflies), and he was completely shy towards strangers (and non-strangers) to the point that every time he spoke, he carried a stutter that'd also mess with the volume of his voice. That, along with his obsession with Peter Pan, made him easy to tease, and you and the others had to learn to try protecting him from that. The guy was nice, and he probably knew the stuff you guys were going through in order to keep him safe, so it was really great that the guy was extremely loyal in return (even if you were always cranky, though everyone had gotten used to it by now).
And then comes in Caliborn with his "creative" ideas. Even though Vriska was grounded, he pulled her into his ultimate scheme to begin a war he should've never thought of starting. It confused you that she'd go along with this kid of plan, but then again, Vriska had always been a bit of a sadist psycho. It figures that Tavros would trust the villainous girl, despite all the pain and suffering she's brought him over the years (you're pretty sure he's got a crush on her, the poor sap); it's stupid that he'd be willing to stray away from the park playgrounds, follow her blindly up to the denser forest areas, even though the adults strictly warned against it (of course, the adults were stupid enough to not be paying attention when they disappeared, the bastards); it's moronic that when he took in the scenery on what looked to be a very, very steep cliff, he wasn't looking behind him for when Vriska pushed him over the edge so that he could "fly like Peter Pan".
Finally, it was lucky that he survived, though the cost was great; looks like Tavros couldn't fly like Peter Pan, and now he couldn't even walk. The muscles in his legs had already been weak due to some bull you couldn't understand, and the fall that should've killed him only made him lose his ability to walk normally behind you…still, payback was needed for this. It was your fault he got hurt, in a way; you should've been watching him, looking out for him as the leader, getting there before he fell to his doom. Therefore, it was your job to settle the score; at least with Caliborn (you couldn't get to Vriska now, she'd been taken out of your reach. You know something will happen though; sooner or later, karma will come back for her), the true mastermind in the horrible plot.
A letter of challenge had been sent, and a week after the accident the two of you met in the park that started everything (you'd sent the adults away under the guise of wanting something to eat, though it wouldn't keep them gone for too long). Everything started out quiet as the two of you waited for the other to move, to utter a single cry of battle…eventually, that just became stupid, and so you punched the asshole (Caliborn) in the face. He sat down for a minute or so, shocked that you'd lay a hand on him, but he began to fight back once you'd gotten four more kicks at him.
The fight lasted for the duration of about five minutes (though in your head, it was much longer, and way more action-packed and awesome) before you were finally dragged off the newly beaten and bruised Caliborn, kicking and screaming. You were pretty sure you hadn't done enough (aka you hadn't killed him), but you'd done what you could; the bastard was probably concussed, with two black eyes and a variety of other bruises going throughout his body. You probably even broke a bone or two, if you were lucky. It wasn't enough to pay back for Tavros, but it was enough to deliver the message; don't fuck with The Midnight Kids…who really need to change their group name at some point because the name "The Midnight Kids" sounds like something out of a fucking kids show.
Lulu:...not exactly a well written chapter, but it gets the job done. End~