~ Branzy ~
The day started off with three things.
One: Branzy awoke to an aching stifness throughout his right leg. Good to know the healing potion was kicking in.
Two: Branzy proceeded to clamber out of his bedroom only to see the last person he wanted to see - Lefu. Clown had asked her to join them on their journey and she had said yes (this has instantly soured his mood).
Three: Completely ignoring them, Branzy shuffled past them, threw on a pair of shoes, and walked straight out of the door into the cold autumn haze.
He didn't trust Lefu. No, not one bit. She entered his life and BAM! His whole world seemed to have turned upside down in the span of one mere day.
He needed to clear his head. Everything seemed to be happening fast, way too fast. The line between fact and fiction seemed to be blurring into this grey area where he could no longer distinguish one from the other.
What had he known?
What did he know?
What should he know?
He wasn't certain, but he realised one important thing: If things continued at the rate that they were currently hurtling head first into, his life could and would change.
As he pinched the bridge of his nose, the wind blow through his fluffy, silvery, white hair. A loose strand fell between his eyes and tickled the side of his nose. The cold breeze felt like a punch to the face - revitalising and grounding him in the moment, almost soothing the throbbing ache in his chest.
Yet nothing could quell the pain in his chest.
Waves of pain flowed through him making his breathing sharpen slightly. He crumpled to the ground falling roughly onto his knees, not crying, solely staring distantly at the course, dying grass below his palms.
Half-heartedly laughing, he tried to form a wry smile. Ironic wasn't it? This is where it all started, Spawn. This is where the server first began, this is where Clown had been shot at, this is where they had first met Lefu. They say every story has its origin, and his happened to be the most common place on the server.
Exhaling slowly, forming a cloud of regret in front of him, he reflected on everything that had happened so far.
Notes.
Lefu.
Attempted murder.
Lefu.
Floods of feelings...
Lefu.
He had only known her for less than one day and somehow she had already consumed his thoughts, no, not just consumed, murdered, utterly obliterated them in the worst possible manner. Now all he could ever think about was her stupid smile that made him want to punch her equally stupid face.
Maybe he was being dramatic? So what if he was, Branzy couldn't care less.
"Branzy... are you okay?" a sympathetic voice queried.
He didn't hear anyone approaching and yet Branzy didn't need to look up to know who it was. Venom lacing his voice, he slowly uttered, "What do you want Squiddo? Did you come here to laugh at me? Did you some here to try and anger me?"
At this, she seemed taken aback, "Chill man, I was just passing by and wanted to make sure you were alright..."
Branzy tilted his head up slightly. Amethyst eyes glared into her pink tinted sunglasses. "Of course you were just 'passing by'. Why would you want to help me?" he stated abrasively. "All you are is some power hungry sicko who has some strange obsession with abusing glitches. And besides, we have literally never spoken before, so answer my question Squiddo, why?"
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Journey of the Heart ~ Clownzy
FanfictionNotes, arrows and an assassination plot: It is a day like any other on the Lifesteal SMP, the usual, bloodshed and mayhem. An attempt on Clown Pierce's life leads him and his friend Branzy Craft spiralling down a dangerous path. Little did they know...
