Mistake part 3

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My thought immediately rang true. Or was that the shot of the gun? All I know is that I heard somebody in my pack scream. Then all the hunters charged us. We couldn't react quick enough. Why? I don't know. But what I do know is I remember a few things. I remember seeing Heir. Seeing him fall from the sky. His eyes going dark. Dave coming out of nowhere. Getting shot. Blood. Darkness. Nothing. Nothing at all. What is time? Is it life or death. Am I dead. Will I ever find him. The knight. The Knight of Blood. Karkat. Karkat Vantas.

When I wake up I see I'm in a pound. A dog pound. "Hello?" I ask quite loudly. I hear a bark. Distant, but still a bark. It sounded pained,hurt. Then, silence. Complete utter silence. "Are you still there?" I say. No answer. As I quiver in fear my cage is quickly opened. There standing in all his sexy glory was Dirk Strider. "I swear one day it will be me smirking not you Strider! And I'll be the one who is saving your butt as well!" I yell quietly not wanting to be heard. He just smirked. I bit back a growl that was rising in my throat. The mean older Strider could obviously sense my agitation. I squeak as he picks up a big needle. Then darkness. And that cursed smirk. But not before seeing my old friend Terezi walking toward us. Then the pictures returned.

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