The author allowed her hands to drop, releasing a sigh of relief as she did so despite the agonizing pain in her gut.
So this is how it ends, huh? So early, too...I'm not even finished with a book yet.
"...do..done?"
"Shit, what the hell did I just do?"
She managed a soft smile at the frozen silver-hair, despite the blood freckling her lips but didn't answer. Instead, with a blood-stained hand, she gestured at the three knives, lined up next to each other, digging painfully into her lower stomach.
Zyicho Rixen stood there, imobile, as she fell to her knees, unable to stand any longer due to her injury. The red no longer tinted his vision, and the anger that once churned in the pit of his stomach was gone. I pretty much killed our author.
"N...Not yet," the author croaked, and held up a hand in return. "I...I'm not...dead yet..."
Zyicho glanced at the blade he held loosely in his fingers before dropping the knife, almost wincing at the noise as it clattered against the ground. "You're gonna..."
As much as he hated her, as much as he despised her, he would never go this far.
...shit.
Gazing up at the heavens, the brunette only smiled dully- but it was a bitter smile. She tilted her head to face the sun in the sky- the red-hot sun, which bathed the entire area in hues of purple, pink, and orange.
"It's...ok...okay, Zyi...kun..."
"Clearly it's not, dammit!" He spat out. "Use your pen or something already!" Zyicho had knelt next to her, already tugging out the knives by the hilt, his pale hands almost shaking.
"O...oh...well.."
"Pull yourself together, dammit!" Zyicho swore, speaking more to himself then her.
She only allowed her head to fall back, her long brown hair almost brushing silently against the ground as several tears dribbled down her cheeks, making dark splotches on the ground where they fell.
"Hey...love ya...my...character."
He could tell when she died. It was like stone had formed in his body, cold and unforgiving.
A teenage author, PokemonRio, Tess or Rio, was dead. One of her characters killed her.
His heart stopped beating.
Sue me. Zyicho acted rashly. Keep in mind he doesn't really 'hate' anyone, he just acts really rude. :)
Also, the fact that his heart stopped beating is because I created him, and since I was dead, he was too. Face it, all our characters are a figment of our imagination...so he doesn't exist. When an author dies, all their characters die too.
...Zyicho's a serial killer now o.o'
Even though, Zygrado and Ivael would be unaffected, their character designs and names were created by my brother because I needed a character.
Yeah. Sue me.
I swear whoever ships Zyicho and I together because of this gets a lollipop knife shoved down their throat. :D
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Hidden Meanings
AcakContains: One-shots, shippings, rough drafts, notes, and former writings. NOTICE: At some point in the middle, I had this thing where I switched between present and past, had no space after a period, or a quotation mark. Please excuse it, I shall ed...