Memento Mori Chapter One: Part Three"Oh God, Ruby, make it stop! I'm literally begging you at this point! I'm actually on my knees in blood, hands folded together, begging you! I'M GROVELING HERE!"
Ruby simply smiled and shoved more popcorn into her mouth.
"This is revenge, isn't it?! This is for two days ago at the diner, ISN'T IT?!"
"Why Mark," Ruby said cheerfully, "I have no idea what you mean. I'm just a kid watching a cartoon."
"Oh God, you're inhuman. Outright evil, ya hear me?! This is cold-blooded torture!"
Ruby's grin grew wider. She was currently sitting on the couch, watching a cartoon called Pumpkin Pete's Fabulous Adventure!, and while she didn't like it, what with the show being too corny and cheerful for her taste, she knew Mark hated it.
She wasn't still sore about how he made her spew her smoothie all over Blake, embarrassing her to no end, no sir! She was just...teaching him a lesson about the quality of kid shows. Yeah, that was it!
Another episode came on, and she heard Ma
Memento Mori Chapter One: Part Two“You’ve had quite the eventful day, it would seem.”
"Do all teachers, headmasters, and adults in general say the same thing? I swear, they all get together and discuss this stuff."
Ruby ignored Mark, and continued to sit there quietly. From within that dark world, Mark sighed. He had been with Ruby for a year now (and didn't THAT sound weird when one thought about it?) and he still couldn't understand how the little girl could be so asocial.
He at first chalked it up as not wanting to get close to someone, out of fear of what she had done to him, but it quickly became obvious that wasn't the case. He wasn't a mind-reader, and Ruby never talked about herself, so what he did know about her was from what he experienced with her.
It was frustrating, really. They were stuck together, in all sense and purposes of the word, yet he knew nothing about her, and any attempts at serious talk were shot down.
It's a two-way street, pal, his irritating common sense sni
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“Fauna! What are Fauna? What are these 'unholy offspring of human and animal' everyone seems to love discussing? What are these 'killers in shadows' that so many love to call them? Failed science experiments? Creatures from another world? The true natural inhabitants of Remnant?”
"Ugh, this guy sure loves the sound of his own voice. Even I feel like yawning and passing out. Also, is he talking about normal animals or Faunus?"
Ruby ignored the voice, instead concentrating on waiting for the right moment to make her grand entrance.
"You know, I don't know what I find more ridiculous; his long winded speeches, or the fact that you actually indulge him like this. Should have gone to theater school instead, at least you have the flair for it."
She once again ignored the voice, and she heard its owner give a weary sigh. That alone almost brought a smile to her lips. Almo
Memento Mori PrologueIt wasn't supposed to be this way.
She ran as fast as she could, breath erratic.
This wasn't supposed to happen!
A sob escaped her lips, tears blinding her as she stumbled slightly.
"Hey, are you OK?"
Cans scattered as she ran through an alleyway, a trashcan fell over, its contents spilling out.
The sound of tearing flesh filled the air as blood filled her mouth.
She collapsed, unable to go any further, and curled up into a ball.
A gurgling noise sounded somewhere right below her, but she paid it no heed, continuing to rip, to tear, to devour.
Her wails filled the air as she lay there, weeping for what she had done. But no matter how much she screamed and sobbed, no matter how much time had passed, nothing would change. What was done was done.
Even when her older sister found her, and held her close as she cried, the little girl knew deep down that nothing would be the same again.
Determined To Protect The FutureLightning crackled across the sky, bathing the world in a twisted hue of blue. Rumbles of thunder sounded across the world, heralding the end, each rumble shaking the Earth as the very air around them seemed to stretch and tear apart. Buildings stood derelict, while the very ground beneath one's feet was torn apart.
"Ez...?" the girl asked hesitantly, looking at her longtime friend as he stood there, staring up at the sky. He turned to her and sighed, then smiled, doing his best to mask the sorrow underneath.
"It's going to be OK," he said gently, walking over to her and putting one hand to her cheek, caressing it, "I can fix this."
"But you can't," she said bitterly, grabbing his hand and holding on tightly, as if he would disappear if she let go, "To do so would....it would....!"
"I know," he said solemnly, "But if I don't do it, everyone will die. Our loved ones, our families, everybody. I won't allow that to happen."
"But someone else could do it! Why does it have to be you?!"
After The BattleThe rain was coming down in torrents now. No birds were chirping, no people were screaming. Even the fires had been doused. The sound of the rain was only accompanied by the occasional rumble of thunder. He sat against a broken wall, slumped over.
It wasn't the rain that dripped from his face, hair, and body. Not unless the rain had turned deep red and ran in rivets around him. The stench of iron was thick in the air.
It hurt. By God, did it ever hurt. It hurt to breathe, hurt to think, hurt to even be alive. And he was so very much still alive. Amazingly so. Impossibly so.
"You're still alive, aren't you? Of course you are. You wouldn't die that easily, not yet."
His enemy walked up to him, and stared down at his broken body. He sat there, his face hidden by his long black hair. The man knelt down, but didn't touch him.
"Now do you see? You can't save them. You're not strong enough to save them. You interfered with their lives