BFB: The Quest (#2)

Chapter 7

Terror grasped Four's belly, twisting it into a knot. Objects began to pile on top of him, Four wailing as he dropped X. Leafy immediately got up an leapt down, bolting through the crowd in desperation to find Firey, not even helping Four.
"No!! Get off him!" X squeaked, battering furiously at the attacking objects. He shrieked as Coiny flung into him, knocking him down. Four screeched in rage, beginning to desperately tear the objects off. He knocked Coiny away from X, shrieking in horror as Two crashed into him. Two violently tussled him down, pinning his claws to his throat. Four choked, gasping for air. Two smiled as he snickered sinisterly, his grip on Four's neck tightening, his thorn-sharp claws penetrating his flesh. Four inhaled sharply, his eyes widening as he began to violently kick at Two's belly. He wouldn't budge. He then thrusted his legs into the space between Two's chest and belly, dislodging him. Two gasped in agony, Four grappling onto him and violently bashing his head against the ground, beginning to violently punch his face. His claws stretched out and tore smoothly into Two's matted fur, slicing into his flesh like a large paper cut. He dragged it down his belly, Two letting out agonized wails as he desperately kicked and clawed at Four. Two wrapped his arms around Four and dug them into his back, clawing into his shoulders. Four fell back and instantly tugged away with a furious yowl, hurling himself back at his opponent. They both crashed into each other, aggressively shoving and slamming one another aside. Two let out a cackle as he launched his claws across Four's throat, then swiped into his belly. Hot, sticky blood instantly began to spill out, sputtering onto the ground in large, goopy amounts. Four wailed weakly, by now all the objects we're watching them in a circle—besides Leafy and Firey, and X. Four bowled Two over, sending them both rolling across the ground for a few heartbeats before they broke away. Four slashed both of Two's eyes, he instantly stumbled backwards, yowling painfully. Four snickered, though he felt himself turning cold. He glanced at his hands, which were turning pale now. His head spun around, and he dizzily collapsed, drawing in weak, raspy breaths. Immediately, X hurried to Four's side in an abrupt, heartbroken cry.
"I didn't want this!!" X sobbed, "why is everyone always fighting!?"
"Kill those BFB contestants!" Two yowled as he struggled away from the arena, Four's eyes widening as he watched a wave of objects crash into a small group or break away to attack individual objects. He tried to get up but immediately collapsed back into X's arms.
"Please rest..." X whimpered. Four groaned as X pulled him close, he could feel himself growing colder and more pale. All his wounds had gone from stingingly painful to completely numb, warm blood continuing to gush out of his throat and belly, his life bleeding into the ground. X sobbed even more, his grasp around Four tight with fear and despair.
"Four! I want to go with you! Two's being a dictator! Please!! I wanna go home..." X cried. Four drew in a shaky breath, he found it hard to respond, so he chose not to, especially with his throat bursting in pain. "Four..?" X whimpered. I'm really sleepy..Four groaned, his vision blurring and darkening. His eyes drooped and his breathing gradually slowed. "Four!" X's cries felt a long way from him, they sounded muffled and..echoey. He weakly clenched his fists, we can leave when I get better..I promise.. Four slowly closed his eyes, a small, broken purr rising from him.
Soon it felt as if nothing existed around him, and the feeling of..being where he was began to fade.