~+Thorns And Asters+~

_-Chapter 9: Blood-stained Wood-_

Aster looked down at Thorn, sleeping peacefully in his hoodie. He loves her so much, her voice, how she smelt, how she behaved, how she felt when she was asleep. Heavy, but peaceful and calm. Aster leant his head down and kissed her on the cheek. The piglin stirred, then blinked slowly, lifting up her brown-haired, green-eyed head. "Aster.. the forest's so pretty in the late morning, with its trees and the light filtering through and the axolotl running at us... wait. Aster!!" Thorn screamed, milliseconds before they were barrelled over by the pink axolotl again. This time the axolotl didn't go straight to trying to kill them, she waited for them to get up. As Thorn shuffled out of the hoodie and Aster stood up, they finally got to get a good look at the assassin. She was around 5'9, with one blue, one yellow eye. Her hair was pink on one side and purple on the other, and she had blood dripping down from her hairline. "Hello," she said. "My name's Vivian."

Aster stared at the confident axolotl. She had an insane glint in her eyes, tinged with grief. Her hair was messy and unbrushed, and reached her waist. She has pink frills and a pink tail, and sharp fangs. She clutched a small, sharp assassin's dagger in one hand, a hairtie in the other. The axolotl, now Vivian, tied up her hair into a messy bun as she spoke. "You killed my sister," she said, twirling her dagger in her fingers, "and you will pay for that." Thorn bristled. "We did no such thing! Aster wouldn't hurt a fly, and I-" "Thorn we actually did, our ancestors, not us, but still." Thorn stared at Aster in disbelief. "I hate your kind. You took away Violet and you will-" "Pay for that, yeah yeah. Just get on with trying to kill us." Thorn rolled her eyes and took a cleaver out of her pant pocket. "Wait you had that the whole time-"

Vivian stylishly whipped her hair out of the messy bun and lunged at Thorn, dagger in a stabbing position. Thorn started to run away towards a tree, and the deranged axolotl grinned, thinking she had won. To her surprise, Thorn put one foot on the trunk, then the other, running three steps up the tree before leaping off, backflipping gracefully over the two. Vivian stared at Thorn as she did that, giving Aster time to rugby-tackle her to the ground. Vivian and Aster hit the dirt hard, the dagger getting knocked out of Vivian's hand. Thorn made a lunge for it, but the axolotl was too fast, and swiped up the dagger, stabbing Thorn's hand straight through. She screamed in pain, slashing the cleaver anywhere she could reach on Vivian, which was her tail. Blood splattered in pools onto the forest floor and the oak of the tree as Vivian's tail got fully butcher-chopped off by Thorn. Aster then grabbed a sharp stick and stabbed it into the huge, open, bleeding wound. Vivian screeched, the insane grin now from ear to ear and tears rolling down her face. She sprinted away as Thorn stumbled onto Aster and leaned against him. The fight was over.

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