The Silver Alice

Sneak peak (spoiler)

Ya I might start writing this again idk shut up I'm bored.

The house was engulfed in the golden heat of flames. The wood beams cracked and snapped, decaying and burning in the raging fire. The house fell apart around me, as I sat on the wooden floor shocked of what has become of my decisions. For a moment I sat there, paralyzed and exhausted from the events before. I could hear the commotion from outside, the panic that flooded the usually peaceful street.

"Fennec!" I heard a call from a room across the corridor, "Fennec!"

It was Akiko. For the first time I couldn't recognize his voice, as it is always filled with joy and hope; his voice was filled with terror. Every time he cried out, he would choke on the thick smoggy smoke.

"A-Akiko!?" I stuttered while trying to stand, my legs were still pained and numb.

"Fennec!" Akiko yelled running to me, "Thank God you're ok! C'mon let's get out of here." Akiko took my hand and pulled me to my feet. He started running guiding me through the falling corridor. "Wait, Father's gun!"  I remembered that the flintlock pistol was still resting on the fire place. A moment later Akiko let go of my hand dodging the falling wooden beam, I ran back to the living room to grab it. Just in time too, once I pulled my hand away the wall collapsed. Soon after the ceiling and floor. I ran outside where I saw the other victims,  bystanders, and Akiko being escorted to safety by some firemen. He was screaming that I was still in the fire. I am a horrible brother.

I collapsed onto the ground, barely able to breath as I was choking on the smoke still in my lungs. My fur and clothes were covered in ashes, and I looked too scruffy to be outside. I felt like I was so weak, that I could die any moment, but when do I not? No, this time it's different, worse even. I closed my eyes preparing for the worst.

"What the hell were you thinking!?" A voice startles me and jolts me up. Akiko was standing over me, tears in his eyes and a growling snarl on his face. "Why'd you run back in?" Akiko yelled, probably not expecting an answer, "You scared me to death!" Akiko clenched his fists. "Do you have a fucking death wish!?"

"I couldn't leave dad's gun, it's all we have of our family," I softly choked out the truth. Akiko was shocked, but hid expression became more sour.

"You went inside for a fucking antique?!" He yelled at me more furious than he has ever been, which did scare me a bit, "Why, Why would you do something so bloody stupid?" I broke our gaze looking at the charred ground with my tired eyes.

"I'm-Im sorry," I choked out. I didn't dare look at Akiko once I said that, after what I did. Surprisingly, his furious gaze softened. He collapsed onto the ground, hugging me while he sobbed, "Don't ever act so stupid again!" His tears rolled down my neck. I hugged him back, holding him tight and shutting my eyes, not even tryin to hold back my tears.

Sometimes I think the pistol is haunted, yet I can never get rid of it. Honestly Akiko wouldn't care if it's gone, but he doesn't want to go through the trouble of getting rid of it. And still he holds a sentimental value for the gun, like me. The gun was the only thing that stayed intact when our house was exploded those years ago in the terrorist attack. My father never Baught the gun either, he found it on the shore off the town once grandpa died. The gun used to be hid as well. He found it on the battlefield where his father fought, and died. The gun comes from an even older time too, but I'm not sure exactly when. Many people have died on both ends of the gun, but the owners death and luck is much worse than the one he kills. Still, I am glad I found the gun instead of Akiko. I do not want him tangled into this curse as well as my fate.