SEVENTY - 𝘽𝘼𝘿 𝙏𝙊 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙎𝙀

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The first part is copy and paste, since its how they die after all.
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"No, no..." the glints had to play against us.

We were in the trees, but the first person shot down was Tyler.

Tyler didnt make a sound, it all happend so fast-! I..i heard the sickening thud of his body right as i screamed for everyone to disperse.

Smii7y took my hand, yanking me forward, just barely missing the bullet shot from one of the snipers. Someone needs to make it inside, and atleast live.

Even if its not me.

I saw about three of the snipers look away from us but one. He fixated on us and i made a split second decision. The way he was stalling just meant he could shoot now. And as i heard the ear-bleeding, far sound of the bullet exiting the muzzle, i jumped in front of Smii7y.

The bullet hit my heart immediately, but i got to live just to see his eyes contort in disbelief and betrayal.

"Im sorry."

My body fell into his arms, and before he could predict the next obvious move, he was shot square in the head. We died in eachothers arms.

"MATT! PLEASE, NO! NOT LIKE THIS.." I screamed, holding Matts body. His lower half had three bullets in it, lodged in there. He wasnt making it any time soon. And with him fully dead, he wouldnt be able to heal.

"..matt? No..this cant be ha-!" Before i knew it, grizzys head came clean off with a spray of blood in my face.

I looked over to see jack, noah, marcel and moo trying to scatter, but alas, they were shot down by the hawks too.

Droid was screaming as a distraction, as i got up and away from the bodies. I ran- i tried to run. My feet were getting tired, but they still carried my weight under me.

My run was cut short, but i could feel my freedom slipping away. They shot my legs beneath me, and i collapse with only my arms to carry me. I was inches from the door. But as i crawled to reach it, they finished me off from my head.

"Little guy, please, if i dont make it, you have to. Theres a lever in there. Pull it, okay?" I breathed heavily through my skull mask, putting him down.

Tiny nodded, his head hanging low. A bullet pierced my arm, making me clutch it on instinct. Before i could catch on, a bullet ran through my leg.

I collapsed, seeing puffers skull get split open after his legs.

"This is the end for me." I chuckled to myself, and collapsed contently.

There was nothing i could do now. Its all up to tiny. If we didnt die once or twice, when he pulls that lever, we will be alive and healthy in the real world.

But for the others that did suffer the gulag..im afraid not.

Tiny bolted through the trees, disguising himself as a bush by mimicing it.

"Atta boy.." i felt tears graze my cheeks as the final shot came to finish me.

Tiny fumbled down the tree covered hill and landed on his back. With an unprecedented screech, the squad of four slid down their mountain side and came running to him.

In a fit of panic he stumbled more trying to get on his feet and run, but mimiced a bush instead. The men noticed a audibly groaned.

"Hold it down."

"What even is it?"

Were the mumbles coming from them.

They approached the bush, kicking it harshly so that he de-transformed into his mimic form.

"Rodent?" One of the men spoke up, teasingly waving his hands in front of its face.

"I dont think we should mess with this thing. It looks ugly as fuck." One of them held tiny down with his foot, placed hard on the little tinys chest.

"Mama!" He cried, to which the men just laughed.

"Oh we killed his mom. A human? Dudes been living a lie!" The sniper that killed Y/N smirked.

One of them had an idea, and decided to express it openly.

"Lets put him out of his misery, but like this," he took out a cleaver and sliced Tinys arm clean off.

The boy thrashed and kicked but with all the force strained on him he couldnt move.

"Im sure he doesnt feel a thing. An abomination like him wouldnt." He cut off another arm in which he cried out in pain.

"Mama! Papa!"

"Shut up, ya lil rat." The man chopped off his tendrils next. Blood was gushing everywhere, all over the mens clothes but also out Tinys mouth and all over his own body.

"Papa..mama.." his vision started to cloud.

"Pa..pa.." the man brought the cleaver close to his neck, positioning it before pulling his arm up.

"..ma...ma..."

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