🥀𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔯𝔲𝔱🥀

🥀II🥀

Jasmine Sullivan- Lions, Tigers, and Bears
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It was dead of night when the two men entered the dense forest within Salem. The man who reeked of authority was the first to break the heavy trail of silence. "Ezra, I must ask a favor of you." His tone firm.

Ezra glanced to the man alongside him. "What is it?" He questioned skeptically. The man remianed silent while a rush of selfishness consumed him as they navigated deeper into the forest.

"I have made a decision to terminate my existence and will require your assistance." The man calmly requested, shoving a lone branch that sprouted out from the tall trees surrounding them.

Ezra came to an abrut halt, and so did the man. He couldn't believe he was hearing such ludicrous things."Ho- how could you ask that of me, aren't we brothers?" He stuttered in disbelief, something he wasn't used to doing.

"Is it not normal to pass on? it's the way of life, I have been here far too long." The man stated his voice carrying no emotion , nor did he hold any expression to match his explanation.

Ezra stood perplexed. "It is not normal, we are not normal, we are not of the people we reside with." He preached in irritation.

"I do not wish to be here any longer." The man recited. Ezra briefly clenched his jaw before retorting back. "After everything we've done to survive, the killings we had to commit," He hissed angrily.

Ezra suddenly laughed darkly, causing the man to glare his way, but he did not care."The one and only hybr-wait, I apologize, The legendary Brute wants to die. Your a period piece just you being alive is still fighting." He taunted.

The Brute narrowed his eyes. He felt as though he was being mocked. "I am tired!" The Brute shouted fiercely hearing the deer's scatter off.

"I wonder this earth with no purpose than to take up space. You have mated and have something to live for, I have nothing but to be a relic." The Brute bitterly claimed.

He sighed, composing himself of the thoughts that had been envading his mind. "If you do not, I will take my request to the coven." He threatened, turning on his heel in search of the deer's he scared off.

Ezra followed closely behind. "The coven?" He repeated back furious."Have you gone mad?, you'd be giving them their very wish."

"This is exactly why I am asking you, I know the sacrifices you've made for me in the past, but this is my last plea, I want to be put out of my mesiry."

Ezra already knew he wouldn't be able to change his mind, something he knew all too well. "I would do it over again if I could." He admitted truthfully.

The Brute patted his shoulder. "I know, brother." He quickly stopped his movements, spotting his prey "When?" Ezra questioned, still in shock of the conversation that just took place.

"Soon." The Brute replied before sprinting and takling a deer from behind, firmly pinning it to the ground and swiftly sinking his sharp canine teeth into the stomach of the deer, watching the frame of the animal that once was alive go limb.
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