Origins Oneshots

Tragedy

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If it takes me a while to do a request, do not worry, I'm just watching episodes to quickly grasp what the character/s are like
(Rewrite of Ritchie's death btw)

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No one's POV

The moment Ritchie's body fell limp on the rubble ground, silence struck. It was agonisingly quiet. Some gasps could be heard by a selective few looming over the edge above.

Brandon was frozen beside him, staring down at his brother's body as shock ran through him. A painful smile forced it's way to his face, kneeling down to hold Ritchie's body begging him to wake up.

Brandon's POV

"Come on brother, Wake up."
I shook his body, as if trying to wake someone up from their sleep.

Ritchie didn't move.

"Ritchie wake up you idiot!" I shook him more vigorously. Panicking as my attention darted across his body and chest, justing trying to spot any indication that he's still alive. Just the tiniest hint that maybe he's still there.

Ritchie didn't move.

"RITCHIE!" Panic and grief had finally set. I could see how I was shaking far too easily, it got hard to see as tears pricked my eyes. It hurt. At the final attempts to try and wake him, I tapped the side of his face, only to see his head rock side to side with every tap.

No one's POV

Everyone from above watched and listened, anxiously waiting for an answer to if Ritchie made it. Although the answer had been made clear considering Brandon's reaction.
Most began to cry as realisation hit. People began to surround their fellow guild members in attempt to comfort eachother, losing their beloved guild leader hit everyone to the core.

Brandon's POV

I quickly looked up at to see my fellow guild members, and other friends crying and sobbing in each other's arms and company.

As I was also in distrort, grief and shock, I spotted Devin. Denial still in the back of my mind I called out to him. To no avail, the only answer he gave was a painfully tear stained, grieving face.

"Can't you do something!? You can just imagine him alive, right? That's your whole thing!" I cried out, desperate for another alternative than letting him die.

Devin simply shook his head. Wrapping his arms around himself like a hug as he lowered his head, and cried.

I took that as a no. There was nothing anyone could do, he was gone. All anyone can go is grieve.

No one's POV

As Brandon accepted the fate of his brother, he hunched over with Ritchie in his arms and cried. The sounds of agonising sobs and cries can be heard from everyone all around. Brandon held his brother close to his chest, clenching his blue cloak.
As the brothers cries became more painful it began to rain, the power Ritchie had shared with his brother before he passed allowed it to rain. It cries for him too.

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Hope you enjoyed this little rewrite I did, and I apologise if Brandon doesn't sound anything how he should be, I honestly haven't seen much of him :')

(This is a lot shorter than I expected sorry😭)