Bitten to Kill

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'𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 3 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩. 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥? 𝘔𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘴. 𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱, 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘺𝘦, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺, 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘸𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺.' 

"Marc! It's almost dinner time!" 

"Yeah I'm coming." He placed the pen down and shut his journal, placing it in his drawer. The man got up and walked downstairs to the rest of his group. "What shall we eat tonight?" The girl asked and looked through the cabinets. "Chicken? Or... Beans.. or.. Bread?" The boy walked over to the girl who was looking through the cabinets. "Is that all we have left?" "Yes, we will have to go to the store again." Panic went through Marc's head. They only had chicken, beans and bread left. That isn't enough to feed a group of 6 with for another month. The girl grabbed the chicken. "This is for 5 people." Marc walked back upstairs. "Alright, have a nice dinner." He got back into his room and grabbed his notebook again and continued writing that they didn't have enough food and that he had to go out again. Marc was startled by knocking on the door. He quickly shoved his journal under his pillow and told whoever was at the door to come in. It was the girl who was making dinner for everyone. "Marc, are you sure you don't want to eat? I'll gladly share some of my food with you." Marc shook his head. "No Kathy, I said loud and clear tha-" "But you'll go out tomorrow! You'll need it more than us!" "No! Kathy! I told you I don't nee-" "But Marc!" "KATHY I SAID NO!" Silence filled the room.

Marc was known to be short tempered, everyone knew that but it still hurt Kathy who was trying to do her best for her leader. Kathy broke the silence. "Alright fine, can I ask you a question?" He wasn't in the mood for questions, definitely not after Kathy kept pushing her opinions on Marc, but he wanted to know what she wanted. "If you're going to ask if you can come with tomorrow the answer is no." Kathy showed a smile. "That's not my question." "Alright, ask away." "What do you do up here? I walk into your room and you're either sitting at your desk or on your bed staring in front of you." Marc realised how stupid he must look. "I'm thinking about what I should do, Kathy. One day I might not make it back." Kathy sat down next to Marc. "What do you mean?" "I mean, one day, I'm going out to get food and maybe I'll won't back it back home." Marc slowly turned his head to her. "Do you understand what I mean?" Kathy slowly nodded her head and he slowly turned his head back to look in front of him. 

"So you're scared to go out?" It took a few seconds before Marc answered. "Yes. Every time I have to go outside, this fear takes over my mind." Silence fell back between the two. "Why don't you let someone else go then?" A loud sigh came out of his nose. "Because I'm the leader of this group, I have to protect everyone who's here. That's my duty." Kathy felt stupid after asking it. "Well can't I-" "No." "But I can-" "No you can't." "Why won't you-" "BECAUSE I SAY SO! I AM THE LEADER HERE, NOT YOU, YOUR TASK IS TO STAY INSIDE AND DO WHATEVER I TELL YOU TO DO!" Marc realised he let himself go again. "I'm sorry." He sighed and Kathy shook her head. "No I'm sorry. I keep forgetting that I shouldn't play the hero." Marc smiled. "There's something I have to ask you, Kathy." He turns her head to her again. "Why do you care so much about me?" A blush came onto Kathy's face. 

"Well, I don't know, I just care for everyone here." Marc knew she was lying but didn't tease her with the question any further. "Alright then." Kathy got a little closer to Marc, their shoulders are touching. "Be careful when you go out there alright?" She says. "Please don't see yourself as the hero of the story as well." Marc looked at her with a smile, not a big one, but a smile. "If I do die, you're going to be the next leader. If you want that and if you can carry that." Kathy's face lit up. "Of course!" "Well then, go downstairs and eat." Kathy got up and left his room, Marc grabbed his notebook again and wrote about his new decision of making Kathy the leader if he passed.