The Stranded Four

In the brisk hours of a Bounty morning, stood the silhouette of two figures. Both overlooking the land below from the edge of a cliff. A sea of lush green and rich browns varnish the land below as a line of crystal blue carved it in two. Coated in a light mist as sun radiate light dances and swirls.

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A wondrous sight.

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Both figures stood bathing in the sun's natural warmth. Enjoying the passing seasons and the peace that it brings. A peace so few have experienced since Emergence Day.

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The shortest of the two stood close to the edge. The shorter one radiated an air of playful innocent and exuberant energy, yet a strange stiffness held over the smaller one.

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While the larger one stood behind, the shorter one. The larger figure carried an air of caring and umbrage. Arms wrapped around the small figure. Preventing the smaller figure from falling off the edge of the cliff into the vast world below. A glimmer of light radiate from the smaller figure heart.

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From a distance, this would be seen as a form of bonding. Familia, brotherly, sisterly, lovers or otherwise, such a beautiful scene for those too view from afar.

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A scene that most could never fathom in this current day and age.

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But for every beauty.

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There lies a horrid truth.

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The smaller figure body trembles.

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A pitiful whimper, unheard even to the worms in the ground below, escape into the Bounty morning. A whimper dulled by a callous and uncaring hand.

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Young eyes wearily shifted downwards to see why the warmth left their body.

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One battered and stained glove hand and a large rusted metal stick, lie upon their heart.

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“I would say ‘I’m sorry’.”

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“Hmm?”

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“That, I feel horrible for what I just did and that you like family to me.”

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“Guurg?”

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“But then that would make me a liar.”

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“And I hate to lie.”

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Smaller silhouette pathetically tries to push the offending hand and object off their chest, only for the larger figure to twist it.

“HMMMMRRRMMPP?!”

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“. . .hmrmp. . .”

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“You were getting too close to her.”

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Slowly the larger figure removes their hand from the mouth.

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Words try to leave, but only gurgle and blood seep through.

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“She already has enough problems without you dragging her down or how she spent time with making sure you’re okay for every little cut. She doesn’t need a distraction!”

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“ . . . hmmr . . . ”

“She shouldn’t have to waste time on a parasite like you.”

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“ . . . hmr . . . ”

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“She doesn’t need you.”

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“ . . . hr . . . ”

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“She doesn't want you!”

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“She only deserves ME!”

The larger figure yanked the offending object off the smaller figure chest and letting them fall. Blood spurts out like a geyser, soaking both them and the surrounding area in blood.

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“Look at you, even close to death you keep insulting her!”

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“ ”

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Before the smaller figure body could even slump, the larger figure brutally kicks the smaller one to the ground, then repeatedly stomping on the body. A series of sickening cracks crunches and squelches play out.

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The smaller figure eyes shine dead and faded, yet strangely focusing on their aggressor.

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The larger figure nonchalantly stood over the slumping body, kicking and stomping the corpse towards the cliff's edge. Looking down upon the deceased child as if they were no more than a cockroach.

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The larger figure leans forward and whispers, “She won’t miss you.” Kicking the mangled and bruised corpse, sending them off the cliff edge and falling into the land below.

“Hmp, good riddance.”

The smaller figure vanished into the land below, never once making a sound. Leaving the larger figure standing alone atop the cliff.

No one will know what tragedy happened this day.