What About Me..? (Morro story teehee)

Part 13

yo first off- IM 15 IN MORRO TF anyway this part is gonna be a bit all over the place try to keep up okay? k enjoy

Clove's Pov:

Standing up, I feel the wind battling my every move. I'm sorry. I'm so, so, sorry. Attempting to summon a cloud, I watch it be blown away immediately. So, I set off on foot to leave this horrid place. My vision is blurred by tears. Hearing quick footsteps in front of me, I look up and see Sensei, Starla, and Grale, weapons drawn.

"I don't want a fight," I say, my voice cracking.

"Why should we believe you?" snarls Grale. "You killed him."

He approaches me, a new carrot sword in his hand. I slowly put out my hands, wrists together.

"What are you doing, Clove?" Sensei asks quietly.

"You can't trust me. Tie them."

"We aren't tying you up," Starla says, stepping forward.

"Yes, you are," I plead, pushing my hands toward Grale. He ties my wrists together with thick strands of kale. The wind almost knocks me over. Tears stream from my closed eyes.

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We trek back towards the monastery, me stumbling along behind Sensei. I keep my eyes downcast, so the wind doesn't fling sand in them.

"Hey, what's that?" asks Starla, breaking the silence. I look up. Oh, no. No. This is NOT happening.

"Everyone," I command, stepping forward, "get the fuck behind me."

The cloaked figure draws closer, and smirks. The helmet encasing their head glints in the desert sun. I pull out one of my knives and cut through the bindings with ease.

"Seriously?" Grale sighs.

I assume a rooted stance, defying my natural instinct. Protect them. As the figure reaches a spot a few feet away, they let out a low chuckle.

"Oh, hello. I don't recall meeting your friends here," a dry voice drawls. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Dr. Sunderland, studier of the strange and researcher of the past. This creature you've befriended has something that shouldn't exist. It has-"

"Cut to the fucking chase, shithead," I interrupt. "All you want us to cut me up and steal my power."

They step back, mock surprise on their face. "What? I would never do such a thing!" they draw out sarcastically.

I scoff. "Okay, sure. Am I going to have to kill you or can we just, like, forget it?"

"Really. You think you can kill me? Try your best," they say dryly.

I drop my protective stance and leap into the air. Coming down hard on top of them, I slice at their eyes. They block me with a metal rod that came out of nowhere. I land hard on the ground. Boosting myself up with a cloud, I get in between them and the others.

I let out a low growl. "If you don't let us pass you, we might have a problem."

"Clove! Who is this? And why are they trying to kill you?" Starla interrupts, putting her hand on my shoulder.

"Now is NOT a good time, Starla," I whisper.

"I already introduced myself, but I'lol do it again. I am Dr. Sunderland, and I am here to contain and study this abomination."

I stop listening. Noticing the lack of focus, I slyly throw a knife straight to their heart.

"And that's why I- Oh. Oh my," they squeak, eyes drooping. "Good job, I fucking hate you." And they fall to the ground, dead.

Starla steps back, shocked. Grale stifles a gasp. Sensei stands there motionless.

"Fuck," I mumble. "Holy fuck. I'm fucked. In no way can I get away with this. Shit."

"Clove. I..." Wu trails off. "You did the right thing."

"I just killed two people in the same fucking day," I groan.

"It'll be fine. We promise," Grale says behind me.

oof i hope y'all enjoyed this srry for not writing all week i've been busy BUT next week i should be able to write a chapter a day also happy holidays bai