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day one/pt 1 - "Oliver's demise." 🍬

- Edward pov -

I sat in the tech lab with Asher after school. We had a new teacher coming, and I happily took up the task of making the weapon, considering they were a culinary teacher for the new culinary club Miss Grace had opened. Asher was constantly lecturing me...

"Keep your hand off the blade!"

"The handle isn't reinforced well enough..."

I appreciate help, but this was a little much for me. Even if he was right... -

"Okay..finally..I'm done."

I said proudly, my hands on my hips.

- Asher pov -

I gently picked it up, holding the giant cleaver in my hands. I picked up one of my broken pens, running the empty ink cartridge over the blade. Watching it cut straight through without him even applying pressure.

"Wow. It's pretty sharp...good job, Eddie."

I smiled, putting it down and picking up the two pieces of the ink cartridge.

I watched this big, dumb, yet adorable smile come to Edward's face. The confidence and pride in his face let a small giggle escape me.

- nobody's pov specifically -

Then there was a crash in the hallway. Along with black liquid of some sort slowly spilling down the hallway. Asher groaned and pulled his jacket back on. He only had it off because only Edward was in the room with him.

The two boys walked to the door, peaking their head out. The two stared at Veep's unconscious, and torn apart body on the floor. Their shell shattered on the ground with shards of it impaling their back..

Asher's eyes widened, tears filling his eyes. He ran to Veep, sitting down in the pool of blood next to them, picking up their body and head in his arms, sobbing quietly.

"H-hey..no..no no..please..Veep..no...i-i.. no.."

He began sobbing into veep's hair, Edward frozen and watching from a distance.

Then an orangish gas began filling the hallways. A shadow of a tall, lanky, and torn apart figure showing up inside of it.

Edward was about to say something, but was suddenly scooped up by Miss Circle, forced to watch as the creature dragged Asher into the gas. His pleas and cries filling the hallways.

"EDWARD! SOMEONE! PLEASE, I- AGH!"

Edward could swear he felt sick. His guts screaming at him as he held onto miss circle's shoulder. No words escaping him, despite his silent pleas to himself to just say something..anything..

Miss Circle ran and ran, holding a few unconscious yet unharmed students in her arms. Kindergartners, elementary, middle school, highschool.

If you have emetophobia / aren't a fan of mentions of cracking bones, I HIGHLY suggest you skip this part, because I am going into graphic detail.

Take needed breaks / drink water if needed.

Meanwhile, with Oliver, Alice, and Avis.

Oliver had ran into Alice's room the moment he saw whatever was out there...to protect her, and himself. Alice sat on the floor, beating..someone. her tentacle things impaling them every five seconds, meanwhile Avis stood in the corner, a rainbowish liquid pouring from her mouth as she threw it up violently, bashing her head into the wall.

Oliver was stuck.

He didn't care about Avis. He cared about Alice. Yet the violent puking caught his attention, his back against Alice's closed door, both of the two females now throwing up this liquid...blood, maybe..?

He ran to Alice, but she pushed him back onto the ground, both girls beginning to turn their attention to Oliver. Their bones seemingly cracking in a gut wrenching way Oliver had never experienced before. He backed up, shuffling on the ground. Both females pounced on him. Alice biting aggressively into his shoulder, Avis going for his arm.

It brought a tear to his eye.

He wanted to scream out. Cry out. But no. He's never been scared of them before. Why would he now?

He managed to bring his trembling arms up around the girls, the arm around Avis was slightly looser since that was the arm Avis bit into.

He held onto them tightly, both of them snarling like wild animals, their eyes pure white.

They continued biting into Oliver, then into one another. Until they all just...

Laid there.

Alice laid on his chest. Avis twitching slightly as her head lay on his shoulder, she held onto them both like a little kid.

She slowly regained her consciousness through her blood hungry manner, tears slowly filling her eyes as she tugged on Alice's arm,

"Alice..Oliver..I'm sorry..please..wake up...don't leave...don't leave me here alone..."

She placed a torn up hand on Alice's cheek, before slowly slipping into unconsciousness herself, Oliver holding onto them both so tightly that his strength remained.

Even after his loss of consciousness.

Back to Edward.

He was now sitting on the ground, breathing heavily. He tangled his hands in his own hair, his eyes darting around the room, zip sat on her knees next to him, trying to calm him down through her own tears, chip clinging to her tail while letting out small chirps of sadness. Tears filling his tiny eyes.

Edward slowly calmed himself, leaning against zip. Zip ran her fingers through his hair affectionately, quietly humming while also holding chip now.

Engel was clinging to his mothers, miss circle and miss thavel, his hands trembling as he attempted to seek comfort in their arms.

Miss thavel held him close, her voice breaking slightly as she pet Engel's head, kissing it a few times.

Miss circle held them both, trying to comfort her wife and son. She wasn't physically able to show it, but she was internally yelling and swearing at herself for not being able to save her eldest son, Oliver.

MT: "Engel..h-hey.. we'll be ok..I promise.."

She said in a small, quiet voice, closing her eyes and hiding her face in Engel's hair.

Engel clung to them like a small child, once Edward was finally calm, zip went to Engel.

She held chip in her arms like a plush, she looked up at Engel, before hugging him, chip crawling up his arm and sitting on his shoulder, tapping his tiny hooves against Engel's shoulder as he clung to his brother's neck.

Zip held onto her twin's arm, trying to comfort him.

It was strange to him.

Being comforted by almost his entire family..he was supposed to be the strongest sibling..he was supposed to be able to make everyone feel better...and yet..he let himself feel venerable like this..it felt comforting. Especially in their presence.

"Thank you."

Was all he could muster through his choked back sobs, holding onto all of them as tight as he could.

{ End of part. }

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