As Amaya and Avery entered they looked around in awe. The animatronics from the previous location seemed to have had an upgrade. They sang new and more songs, the voice was less static, the movement was quite impressive for the technology they had to work with and they were overall aesthetically pleasing to look at and be around. Avery quite enjoyed the music that they were playing as she bopped her head and tapped her foot along with the beat. Whilst they were awaiting their mother to come in a tall yellow bunny approached them.
Amaya's POV:
I was admiring the scenery when a tall.. Unpleasant to look at.. yellow bunny came and stood over us. Avery looked up and her eyes lit up a little more which I didn't think was fully possible.
'Ooooo hello Mr Bunny Man!!' she said excitedly while waving her little hand insanely fast
"Hello young ones! Here for the grand opening I assume? Would you like a tour by any chance? I see your unaccompanied this could be a good time pass waiting for your guardian!"
He said in an annoyingly over cheery voice, honestly it was deafening to me and I physically cringed as I stared up at him with a screwed up face. Avery seemed happy though almost like his voice was amusing to her. I had almost forgotten how different me and her were until then. She nodded hastily and bounced from foot to foot excitedly while shaking her hands. She seemed like she was going to explode if we didn't get a move on so I rolled my eyes and sighed.
'fine whatever, get on with it rabbit'
"Ah little one I'm a bunny! Not a rabbit." He said, gritting his teeth together from behind the mask, I could hear it in his voice. He began walking whilst holding Avery's hand while I mumbled insults under my breath, walking behind them.He had been showing us different rooms and animatronics and employees and god knows what else for hours at this point and our mother still hasn't shown up anywhere, not a sign of her. The rooms were getting darker and more empty and quieter until it was silent to the point that the sound of our feet hitting the floor echoed off of the dark walls and there were no more employees to greet and the smell of cheap off brand cheese and sickeningly strong tomato puree had withered off into the distance. I began worrying as he opened what I prayed to be the last door. The signs of fatigue on Avery's face were strong enough to notice but not strong enough to stamp out her bubbly excited attitude she had since 10:15 in the morning today. He swung open the door to the last room and a loud metal banging noise rung in my ears I looked over to see a frown on Avery's face as she covered her ears tightly. The yellow bunny scoffed and grabbed her by her wrist, swinging her into the room. I ran into the room behind her and the stupid ass yellow piss bunny locked the door behind me. I swore under my breath as I backed up to be closer to the door, not just leaning against it but close enough that if I took a step back and reached my hand out backwards I could grab the handle. He walked over to Avery with his hand in the pocket of his suit. Avery seemed to be extremely upset and hand her hand rubbing the wrist of her other hand as she looks up at him with that same scared puppy-dog eyes... That she looks up at our mother with. Before she could even try to defend herself or say anything he swiftly pulled his hand from his pocket, a shiney blade clutched in his hand. He lifts it inhumanely quick and stabs Avery in the arm and pulls the knife from the gushing wound as Avery screams out in horror. I felt paralysed in the moment, I just stood and watched, mouth agape and my face twisted with distraught.
Averys POV:
I yell out in agony as the knife slips from my arm, why was he doing this? I did nothing wrong! As much as I swore I hated her.. I want mama. He swings me aggressively against the freezing metal wall and I gasp shakily and quickly, I hold my breath while a cold red liquid slowly streams down the front of my face and trickles gently down my hair. It's cold, so cold. It's gentle flowing is almost soothing against the agonising pain that comes spiking from the back of my head, everything seemed to blur whether it was from my tears or lack of breathing or the dangerous constant bleeding of my head I'm not sure but it made everything seem slower. I was busy watching as the bunny I previously saw as welcoming and kind walked closer and closer with his blade covered in my blood that I didn't even notice how Amaya stood still the whole time, watching me, watching me bleed. I don't blame her, what was she going to do? I'm not sure either. I decided to call out to her nevertheless, at least to say goodbye if I didn't have time to thank her for all she's done. I fear this is the end of me. He takes a step closer and stops, towering over me at around 6'2 while I sit against the wall, me head lent back to look up but not at him this time. To look up at my lovely twin for what I knew to be the last time I ever would.
Amaya's POV:
She looks up at me. I feel my heart sink, that kind smile she's always had through everything barely visible from behind the sheet of blood that was slowly dripping from whatever terrible injury he's caused to her. No, she can't die, not Infront of me. Not because of me.
"A-Amaya?" She chokes out, I feel my hands begin shaking as my eyes start leaking sour tears more and more relentlessly.
"I- lo-...ve y-you"
She says as he raises the knife to her head a final time, before I could even respond to her he brings it down. That terrifying crush of her skull, a noise that would haunt me forever more. Her tanned skin turned a pale blue colour, just like how Orans did, her hair which was bleached terribly was dyed a pinky-red colour. This isn't fair. Why them, why Terence, why... Why me last. They did nothing but be sweet why am I the one who had to witness all of this. My entire body felt weaker and my heart began to beat rapidly as he turned that stupid fucking bunny mask towards me. The white teeth on it were splattered in the blood of my beloved twin and his blade dripping in the same. He wastes no time walking over to me and slamming me against the door, I guess I can rest easy knowing me and her have a similar fate. To my dismay I don't feel any blood, just a sharp tingly pain after hitting the door, I keep my balance. Something I've learnt well from ballet before Oran had died and Terence had gone missing. I stared up at him coldly, as to not show fear. He found that infuriating as he pulled his knife back and threw it. I felt my throat close up as it crunched and squelched sickeningly into my right eye, it fell out of my eye.. taking it with it, blood poured from the socket from which the eye slipped from with a gruesome snap. I didn't dare look at him after that, my eye fixed to Avery's cold corpse. I looked at his knife,it was now held in the hand on the side I could pass him by on, I pondered if I should chance it. Avery was worth anything, I decided to do it. I began to sprint past him to get to her but I was unsuccessful as he swung his knife into my stomach as I passed. I felt my heart stop for a moment. I fell forwards, kneeling right beside Avery, I grabbed her hand and pulled her up holding her close in my arms to the best of my ability before that fucking bunny gripped my hair and pulled me back to the other side of the floor, forcing Avery out of my arms. I lay on the floor as he stood above me, I finally felt that cold drip coming from my head as my skull collided with the cold iron floor. I didn't fight it, there was no use, I had nobody after this except for my abusive piece of shit mother. I had to accept this is the way things had to be. He lifted his blade above his head as he laughed maniacally, the eyes of the mask staring down at me lifelessly. A silent tear, a final tear, slipped from the corner of my eye. He dropped the blood soaked spike and it pierced my neck, completely to the bone. I sputtered for a moment, just a moment, before I finally layed to rest eternally.
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