(Chapter summary: Arthur gets to be the (wimpy) knight in shining armor.)
(Sorry for the long freaking wait. Stress is still eating my ass out and is affecting my work. (Also I've started ANOTHER story so if you like Welcome to the Game please go check it out: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18525367/chapters/43906525 ) This amazing idea was by Uncle__Jack! They're AMAZING, like H E C K. They're making their own WHF works and one that was inspired by this so PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD READ THEIR SHIT!
Anywhoo, enjoy!)
Arthur hissed as someone smacked him from behind, apparently people don’t like when you stare.
“I said I was sorry,” Arthur squeaked. She growled and tried to hit him again.
Someone screamed in the distance, “KILL THE WOLF! KILL THE WOOOOOOLF!” (I’ve heard that line way too much in my playthrough) Arthur whipped around and saw the female turn and run towards the sounds. Arthur looked backwards and shook his head.
‘Curiosity killed the cat…’ He started to creep onto the scene, fuck…
Fran, Graham, and Watts (also Rabossan but we don’t talk about him-) were being beaten, they were struggling against the Downers surrounding them. Arthur watched as Graham was stabbed with a bayonet, even the mother fucking Head Boys (correct me if I’m wrong, they were the Plough Boys of the Garden District if I’m remembering right) decided to join. I clenched my fists.
‘What do I do? They helped me. They came all this way to save you Arthur! Of course you’re going to help them.’ Arthur sighed and jumped out from the corner yelling, “hey! Look at me! I was the one that brought them here! I’m with them!” Everyone looked over at him and shrugged, running over to Arthur.
"Well shit," Arthur mumbled as he ran away into an ally.
He jumped into a trash bin, sadly, the others saw him and pulled him out. They tossed him on the floor and beat him. They broke his left ring finger, sprained his ankle, gave him countless bruises, and plenty of cuts (one long, deep, cut on his right side hurt in particular). Arthur was panicking.
‘Why can’t I move?’ He wanted to scream for Graham, for anyone!
The group lost interest right when Graham, Fran, Watts, and Rabossan ran over.
“You’re so stupid, why’d you do that,” Fran hissed, crouching down and slipping Arthur’s shirt up and checking out the gash in his side.
Arthur wanted to answer, he wanted to swat Fran’s worried hand away from his side. But he couldn’t move. Everything felt numb, everything sounded distant, muffled even.
“You’re still so dumb,” Graham chuckled. Arthur couldn’t nodded and couldn’t stand up.
“What? Too grateful to speak?” Rabossen’s shitty voice cut through Arthur’s mind.
He wanted to come back with a witty comeback, or he wanted to slap Rabossan’s fat face. Either would do fine. As much as he tried, he couldn’t make his muscles move.
‘HELP,’ he tried to scream, he tried to roll around. But nothing happened.
(Happy Jesus day pt. 1 by the way!)
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FanficArthur felt hazy, like his mind was somewhere else. His arms felt weightless, he felt like he was underwater... Wait, was he underwater?
