R6S Tale Of Two Suns: Burnt Horizons

PROLOGUE

*Damons POV, 13 years ago*

The wooden floor creaked underneath our feet as we snuck through the dark halls...

Shadow: Damon? Should we do this?

His voice was no more than a whimper.

Me: Yes. Its for our own good. Its for revenge. You bring the matches?

He nodded

Me: Gasoline?

He nodded again

Me: Good.

He still seemed scared

I hated seeing my little brother like this.

But what we were about to do...

Needed to be done...

I put my hand upon his shoulder.

Me: It will be okay. Ill protect you!

His bloody face had a tear on it.

The barely tilted bandage over his left eye was all the more reason to kill that...

That...

That monster...

We continued through the hall, being as quiet as mouses.

We snuck around the coner and came to his bedroom door.

We looked through the cracked door and saw him.

That pitiful exuse of a human known as our father.

He was a big man.

Muscular.

Years of military service for the SASR transformed him into a slob.

His tank top was covered in a puddle of his own drool as he leaned back in his sofa watching the football game.

He was asleep...

I saw his double barreled shotgun on the doorway.

Wasnt even a sawed off.

It was a full set.

Me and Shadow each took a can of gasoline and begun pooring it around the room.

When we finished we set down the cans.

I whispered

Me: Lets go!

Shadow and I ran for the doorway.

But then, Shadow slipped...

He hit the ground with a thud.

Our father jolted up.

He growled

Father: Oh I see whats going on here, you little bastards...

He grabbed his revolver that was lying in the chair.

We both did the dumb thing and charged him.

He punched me in the face and I sailed out of the room.

He ran over to shut the door and when he did he accidentally knocked his double barrel out and it landed next to me.

He shut the door.

I grabbed the shotgun but when I did...

Shadow: DAMON!

BANG!!!

BANG!!!

I heard him scream.

Father: Stupid brat...

In rage I pointed the shotgun at the door and fired.

The door was blown straight off the hinges.

I saw our father fall to the floor...

I got up and ran to my brother...

He was alive!

One of the revolver shots hit his right thigh and the other scraped the right side of his head, leaving a bloody scratch that would leave a huge scar...

He was crying...

Shadow: He's... He's dead!

I helped him up and set him on the bed.

I retrieved my father's medical box and proceeded to clean the wounds.

I wrapped a huge bandage around his thigh wound and wrapped one around his forehead to help the bullet scrape.

It only added to the bandage over his left eye.

I put his arm around my shoulder and we begun to walk out.

Before I did, I loaded two red shells that had a Dragon symbol on the side, into the shotgun.

But before we exited the room, our father stood up.

Father: OI! Youll... Pay for that, brats!

He ran at us.

I pushed Shadow to the side and Father hit me.

I flew back and hit my head on the wall.

I looked up at my father who was standing in the doorway.

He pulled out his revolver and cocked it.

He pulled the trigger...

And it just clicked...

He looked at it and pulled it a few more times...

Just clicking...

Then Shadow got up and grabbed the double barrel.

He pointed it at Father and Father backed up in fear.

He slipped on the gasoline and hit his head on the floor.

Father: NO! WAIT!

Shadow fired..

A wave of fire came out of the shotgun and hit the floor.

The room ignited!

Father: NO! NOOOOO!!!

Shadow closed the door on the burning room.

I went over and grabbed him and we went down the stairs.

We ran out of the house and ran about a hundred feet before we collapsed in the red sand.

We looked at the house and it was already flaming out of every window.

I hugged Shadow around the head and held him tight.

Me: Its all over now, Shadow... Its all over...

We both begun to cry...

The nighttime stars seemed to twinkle with our victory...

We looked into the endless desert infront of us and the flat mountains that peirced the sky...

But then we heard sirens...

I dragged Shadow up to his feet with me to run but we were too late...

Three armoured trucks braked infront of us.

Soldiers with black ski masks and assault rifles hopped out and stood in a half circle around us.

They looked not at us, but over us..

At the burning house...

Then a black lady hopped out in a suit that had a bulletproof vest under the jacket.

She stepped up to us and kneeled down.

Her voice was smooth...

SIX: Hello there, little ones.

...

BURNT HORIZON

Writer:

ATHREX GEMINI

Editor:

Sleepy

In partnership with:

DukeofInk