Alternate Universes

Immortality?

"Come on Sabre!"

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

"This looks like a nice spot, right?"

"Definitely, this spot is perfect."

"Let's get this picnic set up then!"

"We gonna have enough food?"

"Probably not..."

"You brought enough to feed an army, what do you mean probably not!"

"Heh- I'm hungry, okay!"

"Of course you are, Lucas."

"Ya, ya.."

Sabre set his sword down. Sharpening it anymore would just damage it. Glancing around his eyes landed on the clock. 3:26. Green was late.

He stood up, stretching out. He was going to have to change his bandages himself.

Last week, someone threw a rock at his window, causing glass to fly everywhere, badly cutting his side.

He was getting tired of the pain. He was definitely tired of the neglect and abuse from the kingdom.

He dug out some bandages and got to work. Some blood seeped out after he removed the old bandages. Must have torn a scab.

With new bandages secured, Sabre laid back down. Was all this really worth it? Even his best friend didn't have time for him.

"Look! His name is Fake Sabre!"

"Wow, he looks just like you, dude."

"Lucas- don't encourage him-"

Knocking. Sabre got up and opened the door. Finally, Green was... here? That is not Green..

Sabre barely felt it, but the spear in his chest was definitely there. The room swayed.

He had been stabbed. Impaled. Speared. Punctured. What ever you wanted to call it.

The face of the his attacker was covered, the famous armor of the colorless guard covering their body. There was clapping. He was shoved back, and the door closed, leaving him alone.

(Hehehehehe part two part two part two!)