If Only, If Only - Unicorn Wars Fanfiction

Chapter Fourteen: Sweet Valerian

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After being filled in on what had happened due to consuming to drug-adjacent slug- Azulin fell into a long period of silence among the group. Avoiding most conversations as to avoid needing to answer any questions that the others had. Trying to avoid talking was one of the only things reminding him of what was going to happen next.

He couldn't afford to be injured. They all would be dying left and right in the next few hours... even after avoiding one disaster, they were all all doomed to be slammed with the next not even a full day later.

He needed to stop it. He just needed to get there... before the others did... and figure out something.

Azulin was sadly very aware he knew how poison and sleep-medications worked. He looked down and contemplated what he was willing to do to keep them safe.

On Gordi's back, he failed to noticed tears falling down his face and saturating his brothers shoulder. The images of the dead troupe all flashing in his mind. Sargento, Pandi, and Sonrisas would all be stabbed through their chests with unicorn horns and the Grizzy would have a firm hoof slammed through his.

If he wasn't mistaken.

This caused Azulin's eyes to start leaking tears more- despite the lack of other out-ward emotions from him.

His face just looked so despondent and distant.

"Azulin..." Gordi whispered over to his sibling- catching everyone else's attention immediately.

All of them walked over and looked at him, trying to make sense of the others off-set emotions. They couldn't conclude anything, the only thing they did know for a fact- was that he was still emotionally unstable. All of them looked to the sergeant, waiting for further instructions on whether or not they should keep going.

As tempted as the bigger man was to keep going, he sighed and looked down at his already distraught troupe, and could only imagine how much worse it would actually be for them. They all were so much younger than he was. Two men, just reaching adulthood. Two more just a few more years into it. Another slightly older then them, and a man who was expecting a baby with his wife waiting at home for him to come back.

All of them had time robbed from them for this war. Time that could have been spent doing so much more- because this stagnancy is keeping everyone at bay.

Sargento remembered when he had a husband waiting for him at home and two children- and he lost them due to his loyalty and stubbornness to be part of 'the cause'. Desperate to make the world a better place for his family- at the time. However- from that point forward, he began to notice more and more about this distorted cause they were trying to achieve.

He never spoke out, for he knew he would be severely punished and if anyone in his troupe done the same- it would likely end the same way.

He nearly fretted for Azulin when the blue bear had spoken back against the general on the first morning of the mission.

Sargento knew for a fact that the generals were no where near against making the soldiers or sergeants disappear of there was a certain degree of disobedience or even a betrayal. This fact alone was proven time and time again when several troupes had come back at certain times- to report that during their encounters with the unicorns- the unicorns had never made a single move of aggression toward them.

Unless, of course, the bears were the first aggressors.

"Sargento?" One of the voices snapped the Sergeant out of his train of thought, leading him to let out a bit of a frustrated, unsure sigh. With a wave of his hand, he made the gesture for the rest of the soldiers to sit down on the warm sand below themselves and take a break from moving their aching legs.