If Only, If Only - Unicorn Wars Fanfiction

Chapter Twenty-Four: Waking Eyes

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"Azulin!!" Gordi was the first one to shout his bothers name, before running toward the edge of the cliff, where he saw his siblings body slam into several large rocks on the way down the long slope to the water below. Gordi, too distraught to noticed the big bear approaching him, only had his attention regained when he heard a loud thud.

There, was Sergeant Scruff, lying on the ground with 5 arrows sticking out of him. One between his eyes- two sticking out of his neck- impaled all the way through. Another was shot right through his face-ruining the jaw. The last having went right through the big bears chest- piercing the heart- only to finish being pushed through by the bear falling forward and landing on the arrow.

Coco was on Pandi's back- his arrow knocked- but he wasn't the one who had shot the big bear- despite being close to doing so- his face etched in a cold, serious expression- save the surprise

Upon further inspection, All five of Sergeant Scruffs remaining troupes had knocked their arrows- some sort of newfound determination seen within them- despite all of their trauma. Although there would forever be scars from what had happened, there seemed to be a contentedness around the younger soldiers. One of them, despite being exhausted, pointed out to the rushing river, and spotted the blue bear on a rock, prevented from being carried out any further.

"There he is..!"

No time was wasted, Gordi took off his jacket and shed the medical supplies before crawling over the ledge of the cliff, sliding down the rocks. His pants were getting scuffed, and damaged, but he didn't care. The second he got to the bottom, Gordi started to walk over the many rocks that lead to his brother. Nearly slipping on several of the stones before picking up Azulin, the pink bear clumsily dragged his sibling out of the water and to the other side of the river.

Gordi looked up toward the other soldiers and the sergeant, unable to see most of their faces because of how dark it was. He snapped out of any shock he had, and knew he didn't bring the medical supplies with himself- due to the inevitable possibility of being weighed down too much to jump across the rocks.

He started to do what little he could to deal with his nearly dead sibling.

Ripping his shirt, gordi tied off Azulin's missing limb to prevent any more blood flow- and nearly tore off the rope around his brothers neck with some unknown ferocity- tossing it tot he side.

Luckily, Azulin was still breathing outright, surely not having enough time to actually drown and it seemed he had not gotten any water in his lungs.

Feeling a chill pass over his body, Gordi looked down to Azulin who started to shiver in his peaceless rest.

Gordi didn't hesitate to take what remained of his tank-top off, ring it off, and place it on his siblings nearly bare body after ripping it down the back vertically to make it as long as possible.

In the distance, he could hear Sargento Caricias starting to give orders to the troupe for them to travel down to the river bank, where the more shallow water was. Being tired, they were unable to run that fast, even if they had some adrenaline. Gordi grabbed his younger twins hand, and gently held it, tearing up a bit, in fear of the very notion of losing his sibling to death.

The later night was bound to only get cold, so the most important thing was keeping them both warm and away from anything that was potentially dangerous. Gordi discarded everything he held to go after his brother, so he had no tools, no weapons and no supplies.

"Come on Azulin... wake up." Gordi tried to prompt his brother, gently shaking his less damaged shoulder. "Please try. I know you are still there. You're stubborn. The most stubborn bear I have ever met. You are not going to die like this.

You are going to patronize me until the day we both die. You are going to make fun of me, and regain back your confidence..." The pink bear stifled a tear, moving his hand down to Azulin's one remaining hand as he looked at his brothers face.

Several deep scratches were all over the Right side of his face, and the missing, hollow eye staring blankly into nothingness.

Hearing shuffling in the nearby grass, Gordi looked out over the dark spaces nearby, trying to find the source of all of the grass's shuffling.

"Come out or i- I'll sock you! I'll push you into the river and.. drown you..!" Gordi wasn't good at threatening others when he wasn't angry. He was more paranoid about something going wrong. At this point, he was pacing around in the ground his brother was at, checking his brothers pulse almost religiously. He was desperate. Scared.

He vowed, that when this war ended, he would be better. Do better. He needed to make everything better.... everything from earlier was starting to hit him hard. He can't stand the thought of his brother hating himself if his diluted pouring of his heart during the slug incident was was anything that resided within his siblings heart

Then, he almost loses him to a maniac who was bent on brewing blood.

Eventually, a dark figure stepped close enough in sight for Gordi to make out that the figure right in their midst, was a unicorn.

He backed up, standing over his brother as he looked around, seeing several more in their midst. At least four of the unicorns were approaching in curiosity, three being larger, and the fourth appearing to be a little one.

This caused the pink bear to lean down, and pick up his brothers limp body, bringing it closer to himself as he was ready to defend him with his life.

All of the unicorns looked between each other, ears flicking as they seemed to silently communicate.

Then, one of them approached Gordi, leaning down to face level with the pink twin.

Just as the unicorn let out a passive snort, the way a lot of horses did- Azulin's eye slowly opened, barely registering his surroundings.

"Gor... di?"

((To Be Continued))