Again?

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I look up, startled. I look around me, but all I can see is the inky darkness. "Bryan?" I hear a familiar voice call, and I turn around and see Mario there. "Mario? What are you-" But before I could finish, Mario interrupted, laughing. "Ha! You call yourself a Fire Dragon Slayer? You can't even light a candle!" He laughed, and I took a step back. "What? That- that's not true!" I cry out, clutching at my head. "Oh really? Show me then. Show me just how POWERFUL you really are, rich boy." He says, floating on a piece of earth that he summoned. "N-no!" I cry out, but he doesn't listen. "Come on! Attack me if you're so powerful!" He says with a sneer, pelting me with rocks. All I can do is curl up and take the hits. I don't want to hurt him! Suddenly, the rocks stop. "Bryan?" I hear again. I look up, and I see Ritchie and Brandon. They glare at me, scowls on their faces. "What are you doing here?" Ritchie asks threateningly. "What do you mean?" I ask, and the scowl on his face deepens. "You have been banned from here. So why are you here?" He asks again, and I get even more confused. "Why was I banned?" I ask, and they glower at me even more. "Oh, so you don't remember killing your friends? You don't remember burning them to a crisp? You don't remember killing millions?" Ritchie asked tauntingly. "You don't remember us saying that if we saw you here again, you would be dead?" I shake my head, not believing what I was hearing. Brandon just looks at me, and whispers in his Brother's ear. Ritchie nods, and looks towards me. "I guess we have to make good on that threat, huh, Brother?" He asks Brandon. "Indeed." Is all Brandon said, and with that, they leapt towards me, and they plunge their swords through my heart.

(Author's Note: Sup. Hope you enjoyed watching Bryan suffer. We about to get some angst. Have a good day.)

Word Count: 328

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