Terraria: Birds of a Feather

Chapter fourty-three: Flash back

Brandon's POV

It's been a week since I snapped. It's been a little awkward, but I can manage. I was sitting at the kitchen table, talking to Gus, when Feather walks in. She's holding a lot of stars and a purple mace. Oh! I forgot! She and I were going to look through her stuff that would help aid her in her battle with Skeletron. She sets the stuff down on the table. "What can I do with these." She said flatly. Gus whistled. "Oh ho ho ho! If you wanted to, you could sell all of this stuff for me for a pretty penny--- oh! I mean...... This is junk..... You wouldn't want this stuff..... I'll trade you some dirt blocks- they're extra dirty" Gus said, hounding to make a deal with Feather. She smirked.
"Nice try, Gus." She says, chuckling. She directs her attention back over to me. "Now. What can I fm do with this stuff?" She asks, making eye contact. I give my attention to the mace. This looks....... Familiar...

Seven years ago.....

I had just turned sixteen and I was with the 5th hero. I watched as Connor swung his mace at an unsuspecting bunny. Killing bunnies is cruel. Period. He chuckled. He was several years older than me. To be honest, I was very intimidated by him.
I watched as he walked back inside. I heard a knock on the door. Without warning, Connor bursted in and grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. "Come on, Brandy, time to show you how to be a man," Connor said. I smelt his horrible breath. He must've been drinking again. Using his stupid nickname for me. He pushed me out the door of my room. I wanted to scream for help, but the only person around that could help was the merchant, Milton I think? He locked himself up in his room.

He shoved me outside and put the purple mace in my hands. "Now, this Brandy, is a mace. I call it the "Ball 'O hurt" he hiccups. He was definitely a little tipsy. He showed me how to swing it. "Now.....*hic* ..... Go kill that bunny and bring 'em to me.....*hic..." He said, pushing me towards a bunny. I blinked. But I didn't want to kill an innocent bunny. I hesitated. "Well, what are ya waiting for, Brandy? Kill em!" He said, raising his voice.

I looked down at my hands. I defiantly drop the mace. He grabs my neck. "What the heck did'ja do that for, Brandon!" He yelled. Great. Now I got an angry drunk on my hands. "I'm not killing an innocent bunny." I say sternly. He whips out his gold sword. I gulp. I'm not that good at sword fighting. He hits my neck, knocking me off my feet. I land on the ground and feels something trickle down the back of my neck. I touch it and realize that It's blood. I turn on my back as he gets closer. Connor scoffs. "Guides are so useless. You only need them until you want to get to hardmode. They offer nothing and are a waste of space." He spat out. Hard mode? What was he talking about?

"What are you talking about?" I ask. He scoffs again. "In order to get to hardmode, you have to summon the wall of flesh. In order to do that, you have to make a living sacrifice, and that sacrifice is you, Brandy," he says, resting the sword on my chest. He chuckles. "Nobody will miss you Brandon." He taunts. That's....... That's not true...... But it is........ But...... Why me? Why does it have to be me the one who dies??!? What's the use? I'm just going to die anyways, he should just go ahead and kill me. It's not like I can get away..... He's a lot taller and probably weighs a lot more than me. I brace for death, but it never comes. Instead, I hear a painful grunt and a thud. I open my eyes to see Connor lying lifelessly on the ground, in a pool of his own blood. I sit up to see Milton standing, holding a bunch of throwing knives, stone-faced.

"Are you alright, Brandon?" He asks softly. I nod. What........ I looked over to Connor'sz body. "He got what he deserved..." I say softly. Milton nods solemnly. I need to know. "Is it true? Do I really have to die to summon something?" I ask Milton softly. His eyes go wide. He looks down.

"Yes."

My lip quivers. I felt tears well in my eyes. In a few moments, I'm curled up in a ball, sobbing.

Why me?

Poor Brandy. My little cinnamon biscuit....... ( and a fan favorite I might add.)

Theses chapters are going slow, but bare with me. The next few chapters will be action packed. ( hopefully)

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