Mount Silver (1st floor)|| Late Night
Only adding to the horror in his gut, Blue was cornered, forced to only watch as Red... Red giggled?
In another life, another time, he might have made a joke, but as it was the sound caused bile to attempt clawing it's way out of his throat. "'Give in'?"
For once in his life, Blue not only had no idea what to expect, but no idea who this person was. Anger gave way to fear in his eyes, not even giving him the time to mentally prepare for the onslaught. "'Give in'?!" "You think that there was any choice? That there is NOW?"
The words were an arrow, stabbing deep inside of his mind, where Blue hid his deepest regrets. You could have ran,
he thought numbly. "But no, what am I saying, you're right, you're ALWAYS right, Blue-- I'm a soulless monster. They rounded everyone up and told us to shoot, and I did. I did. I shot them. I shot them down like fish in a fucking barrel because some asshole with more sparkle buttons than me said so."
Blue's entire stature was still, his hands no longer holding feeling. You could have ran like I did. Proven yourself a coward.
Red was crying. The stoic, steel strong Red was crying, and as he continued, something finally clicked in Blue's mind."They were just going to turn anyway."
He didn't believe that. But his mind contradicted itself, immediately throwing But does he really?
back at him. Blue's will was faltered, and it showed as his hands began to shake. This isn't stoic Red. This isn't strong Red. This isn't even insecure Red-...
Blue's trembling increased only as the voice kept going."That's what it does. No matter how careful you are, no matter how strong or fast or brave your pokemon is, in the end, it still gets them. They die and rise, no matter what. They all turn. It doesn't matter. It never matters. Better they died by my hand than something else." This isn't the Red I knew-- is he dead? Maybe he is.
The trainer steeled himself, pulling his cold fingers together into fists, forcing himself to stop shaking. I won't be able to compare the two anymore.
But as calm as he was growing in the realisation, the icy stillness, it changed when the gun was whipped around, pointed right at him. Blue's eyes went round, his pupils shrinking a hair as they locked on the dark, steel barrel. But.. no. Where he was pointing, he would not harm him mortally, in fact... He'd miss me completely, or-- "What do you say, Blue?"
The voice held no emotion, nothing that hinted at life, as Blue slowly followed the line with his eyes, watching the gentle rise and fall of his partner's flank for several seconds. His breathing grows rapid, speeding up as suddenly his heart is pounding in his ears. "Am I enough of a monster to shoot him? You'd know. You know everything, don't you? You always did, when we were kids."
How would he
know? I'VE KNOWN NOTHING, ESPECIALLY SINCE WE WERE KIDS.
Making the biggest effort of his life to not move, to remain calm, he growled, "You better be prepared to shoot me, too. If you harm him, I will never give up on getting revenge, killing you, until there is no more life in my body."
He never had a reply, though. Red suddenly seemed to change."But you said I'm a monster..."
Blue's gaze snapped up, catching the flicker of something in the other's crimson eyes."I was trained to kill monsters."
It was like staring into dull pools of blood when suddenly the gun was pulled from Umbreon.
Only to be turned on it's holder.
Blue gave a half shriek, bounding forward with his hands already reaching for the gun. The Umbreon had jumped to his feet behind him, no longer the target, but was only able to watch with perfectly circular eyes as Blue's fingers wrapped around the weapon, snapping it away. His brown eyes were owlish, haunted and panicked. But as expected, he hardened his features, yelling, "JESUS FUCK RED, don't kill yourself! Even you're not that stupid!"
The insult was forced, causing his heart to pound louder in his ears. He begged for the retort. The insult. To see the fire in Red's eyes as he lashed out, pointed out Blue's own flaws-- anything