♠︎𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓶𝓮♠︎

ONE ♛ VIOLET STREETS

MEGIDO

It isn't fair. It's not fair that just because I don't have precious blood coursing through my veins that I'm not allowed to live. I hate it, and I hate him.

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"Eridan!" Upon hearing my name behind me, I turned, facing my caller. I then saw a face I was oh-so familiar with.

"Ah! Vriska!" I greeted her in surprise. Confused as to how she recognized me when I was draped in a black robe. "I'm surprised you recognized me." I said with a small chuckle, I looked around for any guards. I saw none and pulled my hood down.

"They on to you again?" She asked with a smile. I gave her finger guns as I replied.

"You bet they are. His Imperial Psiioniic is always looking for Rusty's like me." She chuckled and shook her head.

"Glad you, uhhhh, haven't gotten caught yet. I honestly think, uhhhhh, they've forgotten about us Bronze bloods. Windfang's, uhhh, still after me though." She looked down at her boots. I patted her shoulder and consoled her. We then began to walk down to the market place. Young trolls in rag-like close ran the stone streets, wooden stands with fresh fruits and vegetables, and the sound of the Accordion filled the dimly lighted town as the sun began to set. This is were lowbloods like myself and Vriska dwell. Midbloods are the ones who serve highblood. Highbloods cower away in their big castles like a bunch of wrigglers. Cowards. I saw a few Indigo guards pass us by, I yanked my hood up. I could get away from them easily, but it's the want part of it all. And I don't want to run right now. Not at all.

"So, Vriska, have you heard abo—" I turned to see my friend was no longer beside me. "Vriska?" I said looking around.

I turned to face behind me and saw something terrifying. Something young trolls get told about at school amongst their friends. The monster under your bed. The pair of eyes hiding in your closets shadows.

Captian Dualmaid.

A hearty laugh erupted from the taller troll throat as she held Vriska by the neck. The trolls that once went about peacefully were retreating into their houses, fear in their faces. Her boots pounded on the ground as she stomped over to me, throwing Vriska to the side as though she were naught but a piece of garbage. One of her many crew members grabbed Vriska before she could run away. I growled as they man-handled her. I glared up at Dualmaid.

"Let my friend go." I sneered as she inched closer to me. She smirked and grabbed hold of my chin.

"Your that wanted Rust Blood." She stated, then let go of my chin. She stood out of the way and put out two fingers, motioning them to me telling the two front crew members to restrain me. "Y'know, they call you Handscar up in the Fuchsia castle. Such a scary name for such a small troll." She chuckled. My chest burned with anger as they roughly hold of my forearms.

Dualmaid grinned, a toothy grin. "Alright boys,"

"Let's bring him to the big man."

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