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samandcolbyownme · 6 months

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PART ONE

Summary: Anon request - "omg wait. request idea for sam and colby as ghostface smut :0 like billy loomis and stu macher OG ghostface"

Warnings: This one shot will contain smut and gore. There will be talk of death, murder, suicide, and blood, along with forceful acts such as choking, gagging, hair pulling, stabbing, and other malicious acts. The smut parts of this will contain, semi forceful actions, unprotected sex, fingering, hair pulling, choking, knife play, oral (both), double penetration, dirty talk, and f i l t h

Disclaimer: I'm putting my own twist on this. There will be references from the original Scream, but I am going to make it a tad more modern and my own and make it so instead of SnC wanting to kill y/n, they're going after a specific group of people from one particular event that involved y/n and of course, wanting y/n all to themselves.

Side note: Italics are when Sam and/or Colby are in ghostface mode.

Word count: 25.9K but I had to break it into two parts due to tumblr's character limit. The link to part two will be at the end of this.

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"You call, Sam." Colby says pushing the phone into his chest, "I need to make this little bitch suffer for what he did to her."

"We gotta keep it clean, Colby." Sam looks up at him, "I'm just as pissed about this as you are, but more or less, we can't afford to get caught."

Colby scoffs, "You're going to sit there and tell me that you don't want to rip his guts out for forcing y/n into something she obviously didn't want to do?"

You unknowingly, and drunkenly told Sam and Colby about what happened at the party you went to without them. You told them about Levi McCallum forced himself onto you while his two other friends and Nina, his girlfriend watched, and that didn't sit right with either of them.

No one gets to hurt their girl and have zero consequence.

Over the last month, Sam and Colby have been plotting, in secret. Trying to find out just what to do exactly, which didn't take them long at all, and tonight, Nina and Levi are first to be crossed off the list.

Sam's anger boils as he thinks about what you went through, quickly turning infuriated, "Fuck them. They need to die."

"There we go." Colby grips Sam's shoulder, shaking him gently, "We're doing this for her."

"For her." Sam takes a deep breath and looks over at an older car coming up the long dirt road, "There he is. Good luck, brother."

Colby slips his gloves on, getting out as he grabs his mask from the dash, "Good luck, brother."

Colby disappears into the woods as Sam pulls out the burner, dialing the number to Nina's house. He listens to it ring before pulling the voice changer up to his lips as Nina answers with a mellow, "Hello?"

"Why don't you want to talk to me?" Sam asks in the raspy changed voice.

"Who is this?" Nina asks confused.

"Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine." Sam rests his head back against the seat of the car as she declines, "um, I don't think so."

Sam hears her shaking something in the background, "What is that? That noise you're making."

"Popcorn." She says with a slight laugh and Sam rolls his eyes, "I only eat popcorn at the movies."

"I actually am going to put a movie on, my boyfriend.." she emphasizes, "Is coming over to watch it with me."

"You like scary movies? What's your favorite?" Sam asks, trying to buy Colby more time to get Levi restrained.

"Oh, um, I don't know. I guess I never really thought about it." She sighs, "Probably Halloween? Maybe. The one with the guy in the white mask that kills the babysitters on Halloween."

"Uh huh." Sam nods to himself, looking around as he quietly gathers his tools.

"What's yours?" She asks, surprising Sam by keeping the conversation going.

"Guess."

"Nightmare on Elm Street?"

"Didn't that guy have knives for fingers? Freddy Krueger?"

Sam knows all about horror movies, as does Colby, thanks to you. You're always making them watch a different movie or series, especially around Halloween time.

"Yeah, him. The first one was alright, but the rest just absolutely sucked." She clicks the lock and Sam sits up slightly.

"So you said boyfriend, is it anything serious?"

"Why?" She laughs with a flirty tone, "You want to take me out on a date?"

He rolls his eyes, "Maybe. All you gotta do is tell me your name."

"Why do you want to know my name?" She giggles and Sam's demeanor darkens, his anger taking over, "Cause I wanna know who I'm looking at."

She goes quiet, the tone in her voice drops to scared, "W-What did you just say?"

"Because I want to know who I'm talking to."

"That's not.. that's not what you said." Nina goes around looking out the windows and Sam squeezes the phone, "What did you think I said, then?"

She flicks the back light on, catching Sam's attention, "What?"

She doesn't say anything, so he asks again, "Hello?"

"I-I.. look.. I gotta go." Nina flicks the light off and Sam quietly gets ready to get out, "Wait, no. I thought you said we were going to go out."

"Nah, I don't think I want to. Creep." She hangs up as Sam tells her not to hang up. The call ends and he gets out, quickly disappearing into the woods to make his way up to the house.

He sees Colby holding onto Levi with a knife pressed against his throat. Sam slips his mask on, bringing the phone back up to his ear and slipping the voice changer into his mask, calling Nina again.

He watches her through the window, seeing her stop as she stares at the phone before answering, "What the fuck do you want?"

"I told you not to hang up on me."

"What do you want, then? Huh?" She asks slightly frantic, "Huh?"

"I told you. I just want to talk."

"About what? What could you possibly want to talk to me about?" Nina runs a hand over her face, on the verge of tears.

"About what happened at that party two months ago."

"Call someone else. I'm done." She hangs up and that's when Sam moves up to help get Levi in the pool chair, duct taping his hands behind his back.

His yelling is muffled through the several pieces of tape keeping his mouth closed.

Colby grips his throat, squeezing until his eyes roll back and he's not making any noise. Sam taps Colby, indicating to let him go, that he needs to be alive for Nina to see him die.

Sam makes his way around the house, quietly getting in through the one window she didn't have locked before calling again.

"Listen asshole." Nina screams into the phone and Sam cuts her off, anger dripping from his words, "You listen to me you little bitch, you hang up on me again and I swear to god I'll gut you like a fish."

She doesn't say anything and the feeling of power takes over Sam, chuckling slightly, "Yeah."

"Is this a joke?" She whimpers out.

"More of a lesson about karma, really." He pauses as he hears her moving slowly, "Can you handle getting your karma for what you did, blondie?"

"What did I do?" She asks, trying to sound innocent and Sam just laughs, "More or less of what you and that sleezeball boyfriend of yours did."

Nina takes off running, locking all the doors she can get to. She looks out the window of the front door and puts the phone back up to her ear.

"Can you see me, Nina?"

She's breathing heavy, crying, "I'm going to call the fucking cops. This isn't fucking funny anymore."

"They'd never make it in time, look at where we're at. We're in the middle of no where." Sam moves to another room and she pleads, "Just tell me what you want, fuck. I'll do anything, please."

"I already told you, you need your karma. But I also kinda want to see what your insides look like." A sinister smiles grows behind Sam's mask as he listens to Nina sob and hang up.

Colby quickly walks around to the front, ringing the door bell a few times before running off. Nina screams, "Who's there? Fuck, I'm calling the cops, I'm not do-"

The phone rings as she picks it up, and she screams, crying as she brings to her ear.

"Don't you know not to ask who's there, fuck. You should know all about that from the movies you watch. Asking who's there is a death wish, and I'm feeling generous enough to grant it for you."

"Look.." she gasps for air, "You've had your fun now so I think.. you better just leave me... the fuck alone or else I-"

"Or else what?" Sam taunts, "What could you possibly do to outsmart me? Hmm?"

"My boyfriend will be here any fucking minute and he'll find you, and rip you apart for messing with me." She screams into the phone and Sam laughs, "Your boyfriend is a pussy, Nina. He'd do anything to save himself before you, now why don't you just walk on over to the back, look out at the pool."

"Fuck you. Fuck you."

"His name wouldn't happen to be Levi.. would it?"

She gasps, "How do you know his name?"

"Go to the doors, like I said, and turn on the fucking lights.. again."

Sam makes his way downstairs, knowing that she is focused on a bloody and beat up Levi. Still on the phone, he hears her sob, "Oh god, no. No. No. Levi!" She scratches at the door to unlock it frantically but Sam on the phone makes her stop, "I don't recommend doing that."

"Where the fuck are you?" She pounds on the glass of the window, "Where the fuck are you?"

"Guess. I could be anywhere."

"Please don't hurt him." She pleads, "I love him."

"Really? You love someone who goes around, using girls for his own drunken pleasure at parties they should have even been at?"

"What are you ta-"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about bitch." Sam growls, "Now, if you want him to live, play a game with me."

"What game?" She whimpers and Sam chuckles, "Turn off the light." Levi screams behind the tape and Nina leans against the wall listening as she turns off the lights.

"What party were you at two months ago?"

She thinks for a moment, sniffling as she does, "I-I do-"

"Don't tell me you don't know because I know for a fact you know exactly what I'm talking about." Sam snaps, "if I have to ask again, your pussy of a boyfriend dies."

"A party. It was Xander's party." She sobs, "Please.. don't kill him."

"What happened at Xander's party, Nina?"

"I don't.. I really don't know.." she lies, pleading for Levi's life, "I don't know, asshole. Fucking kill me if you want, but leave Levi alone!"

Sam is quiet for a few seconds, "Wrong answer." Sam hangs up and Nina goes to the door, screaming as Colby plunges a knife into his abdomen, spilling his guts into his lap, leaving Levi dead where he sits right as she flicks the lights back on.

Colby vanishes, making his way back into the woods incase Sam needs backup.

"Hey." Sam says catching her attention to the phone again, "We're not done. I still have one final question."

"Go the fuck away. You already killed Levi, what more do you want from me!?"

"Which door am I at? You got a fifty fifty chance of picking the right one.." he pushes as he listens to her voice shake, "Unless I'm already in the house."

She drops the phone as Colby throws a chair through the window, making her take off into the kitchen, grabbing a knife from the block. She backs up slowly, gasping as Sam crosses the hallway in a swift motion, making his way into the other room.

She slips out the patio doors, shaking as she looks back in to see Sam stalking around the house. She moves over, getting ready to take off until he busts through the door, tackling her to the ground.

She gets up fast, but so does Sam. He chases her across the yard, grabbing her to pull her back and he plunges his knife deep into her chest, twisting it before throwing her down on the grass.

She's gasping, hyperventilating as she runs her fingers over the stab wound, trying to plead for her life once more. Sam moves on top of her, pressing a hand to her throat so she doesn't make any noise.

She ends up kicking him, making him fall back as she desperately tries to crawl away. With his adrenaline pumping, he gets back up, crawling over and stopping her.

He rolls her back over. She tries to scream for help but her voice is a strangled whine, "H-he-hel- help."

Sam shakes his head, gripping her throat again as she reaches up and rips his mask off. He stares down at her, giving her a smirk before stabbing her again.

And again.

Sam smashes the phone and leaves to find Colby before a car comes in from the other direction.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

It wasn't unusual for you to share a bed with Sam or Colby, you guys have been close for many, many years which developed into this relationship that made you not want to look for anyone else. You were content with them, so you didn't need or even want a boyfriend, it was like you had two.

But it wasn't official or anything.

What was unusual, was that you woke up to it just being you, "Sam?" You call out hoping for an answer, "Colby?"

You swing your legs over, standing up as you grab one of the sweatshirts that's on the floor, checking your phone to see a message from Sam, Drug Colby with me for a run. Be back soon.

You sigh, feeling relieved as you now know they aren't in any kind of trouble like they have been in before. In the middle of responding, you hear the door open and you quickly make your way down the steps.

"Good morning, gorgeous." Sam says winking at you. You smile, "How was the run?" You look at Colby and he shrugs, "it was actually very exhilarating, I think I'm going to start running with Sam more often."

"Wow." You raise your eyebrows, taking the coffee Sam hands you, "That's not like you at all."

Colby chuckles, "Yeah, well. It is now I guess. Gotta stay in shape so I can fight those demons all night long." He motions to his Currently Fighting Demons hoodie and you roll your eyes with a laugh, "You really are a walking advertisement."

Sam smirks at you, "I'm going to go up and shower, but after that want to go out to eat?" You nod, "Mm." You swallow your coffee, "Yes please, I'm starving."

Sam jogs up the steps and Colby walks over to you, "You doing okay?" You sip your coffee and look up at him, "I was just worried that you two got arrested again."

He chuckles and shakes his head, "No, no. Just went for a run. We aren't going anywhere." He tucks hair behind your ear and quickly kisses your forehead, "I'm going to shower, too."

You smile turning as you go into the living room. Right as you sit down, your phone rings, "Hey, Soph."

"Are you home?" She asks, her voice shakey, "Y/n."

"Yes. Yes. We're all here, what's up? What's going on?" You sit up, "Sophie?" There's about knock on your door, "I'm here." She yells, still on the phone.

You get up, quickly walking over to unlock the door, "Hey, come in."

"Levi and Nina are dead."

Her words shock you, "I'm sorry." You laugh slightly, "what did you just say?"

She takes a deep breath, "Nina and Levi are dead. Y/n. Gone."

"What the hell? When? How? Why?" You run a hand over your hair, kinda acting more sad about it than you actually were because Sophie doesn't know what happened to you, "What can I do?"

You walk over and hug her as she breaks down in your arms.

Sam and Colby slowly walk down the steps, giving you a confused look they point to her. You shake your head, giving them a frown, "Levi and Nina are dead."

Your voice is quiet as you wipe the tears from her eyes, "I'm so sorry, Soph."

"Nina was like a sister to me. I mean obviously you too.." she laughs nervously, "Fuck, you know what I mean."

"It's okay. I understand." You walk her to the couch and sit down with her, her head laying in your lap as she starts sobbing again, "Who.. would do t-this?"

"I don't know, honey. But they'll find them. I'm sure.." You rub her back, unsure of what else to say.

You hated them with your full being, yes, but you never wanted them to die or anything.

"What happened?" Sam asks walking over and Sophie snaps her head up, "Two of my friends were killed, she just told you, what don't you understand?"

Sam clenches his jaw and Colby walks up, "Whoa. Hey. He just asked what happened."

Sophie rolls her eyes, "Do I need to reword it for you? Nina and Levi were killed. Gutted. I don't u-"

"Okay." You say loudly, cutting her off, "You just need to calm down, for one, and two.. They didn't do anything wrong, just asked what happened and you're snapping their heads off for no reason."

Sophie breaks down again, falling into your lap as she whimpers, "Sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry."

Sam and Colby's eyes are on you. The way you stand up for them without any hesitation, no matter who it is, is one of the things they love about you.

They both knew that if you found out, you die for them before they got caught.

And they were right.

"Exactly." Colby motions to you and sighs as he walks back upstairs. Sam shakes his head, "I'll leave you guys to it, then." He follows Colby and Sophie sits up, "I didn't mean to yell at them."

You hug her head, "I know. It's okay. They know you're under a lot right now."

"I think.. I think I'm going to go down to the police station, to see if I can get any information," she sniffles and looks at you, "Will you come with me?"

"Why don't you come to lunch with us, then we can go? We can talk about everything." You brush her hair from her face and she shakes her head, "i have to go see Eli."

"Eli? As in-"

She cuts you off, "Levi's best friend, yeah. That's who I've been seeing."

You raise your eyebrows, trying not to let your anger answer for you, because as said, she doesn't know he was there that night too, "Is it going good?"

"It was until last night. He won't answer my calls now, so.." she sniffles and stands up, "I'll call you later." You walk after her, "I can drive you if-"

"No. I just need a minute.. to think... about all of this." She lays her head on her hands, sobbing before quickly pulling it together. She walks over, hugging you tight, "I'm so scared."

You wrap your arms around her, "I know. I know. I am too." You rub her back, "They'll figure it out. I promise." She leans back, wiping her face before turning away, "I'll call you then."

"Just come over tonight. Stay here so I know you're safe too." You walk over to the door and she spins around, nodding, "O-okay."

You nod, giving her a small smile, "Okay." You watch as she makes her way to her car and you shut the door, Sam and Colby standing quietly behind you, "Jesus Christ."

You jump and lay a hand on your chest, "I need to put a bell on both of you."

They both laugh and Colby points to the door, "is she okay?"

You nod, "Yeah, she didn't mean to snap on you. It's all still so fresh, I can't imagine what she's going through."

"Did you hate Nina?" Sam asks raising his eyebrow. You nod, "And Levi, but that didn't mean I wanted them to be murdered or anything."

"Yeah, no right. I don't think anyone wishes for just anyone to die." Colby nods, "Did she tell you what happened exactly?"

You pull your phone out, "I can find out. I'm sure the news is alre-" your mouth drops slightly and your hand goes over your mouth as you read the gruesome description of how they were found.

"What, y/n?" Sam asks as he moves over to you, looking down at your phone, "Oh shit."

"Worse than Sophie said it was?" Colby walks over, looking over your shoulder, "Oh.. fuck."

"They said Levi was found out by their pool, taped to a chair and he was.." you cringe, "Literally gutted.." you rest your phone down by your side, "Nina was found the same way just outside in the yard.."

You close your eyes, shaking your head, "I can't imagine what her mom must of felt. She's the one who found them."

"Who ever did that obviously had a resentment towards them.." Colby glances at Sam, "Apparently."

Sam fights off his smirk and wraps his arm around you, "Are you okay?" You nod, "Yeah.. I mean, they bullied the hell out of me, but at the same time.." you take a deep breath, "Karma is a bitch.. I just didn't think of it being this big of one. I'm honestly kind of scared, like there's a killer on the loose and no one knows anything about it."

"It'll be okay." Colby wraps his arm around your shoulders, gripping Sam's hoodie, "you know we won't let anything happen to you."

You didn't remember that they knew about what happened at the party, and they wanted to keep it that way.

"If you don't want to go out, we can just stay here." Sam whispers, "Whatever you want to do."

You sigh, "I really want a wrap from Bardoe's." You laugh slightly and Sam smiles, "then we'll go to Bardoe's."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

"Hey, y/n."

You set your food down, looking up as your friend, Noel, comes over, "How's Sophie?" She sits down across from you.

You shrug, "As bad as you'd think."

"She about bit my head off when I asked what was happening.," Sam says taking a sip of his drink. You nod, "Yeah, she stopped by before we came here, but she said she had to go see Eli."

She leans back, "Did you just say Eli?"

You nod, "I know, I had the same reaction you did." You laugh slightly, "I mean, to each their own. Her type is just assholes, apparently."

She raises her eyebrows and Henry, Noel's boyfriend comes over and sits down, "Colby. Sam." He nods to them and they nod back. He looks at you, "Y/n."

Henry stopped everything that night and you made him promise not to say a word to anyone, but Sam and Colby already know that, too.

So he's safe.

"How you doing?" He asks and you shrug, "I'm fine, worried about Soph." He nods, "Yeah, her and Eli are taking it pretty hard."

You nod, "I seen her this morning, she said she was going to the police station to ask questions, but I'm sure she'll only find out what they want them to."

You lean back, resting your head on Colby's arm that's extended over the top of the booth.

"How do you even gut someone like that?" Noel asks as she takes some of your fries, "Honestly. It's overkill if you ask me."

Colby shrugs, "The only way I can imagine, is that they took a knife or something sharp, then cut them from groin to sternum.."

Sam looks at Colby, "Hey. It's called tact, fucking idiot."

Colby holds his hand up, "I'm just saying that it would be an awful way to die." You stare at the table, nodding as you think about the pain they endured.

You hated it, but that little sick and twisted part inside of you liked it. You liked that they endured more pain than they had caused you, but you still felt bad.

"I heard they found her liver in the mailbox, how sick is that?" Henry says changing the subject, "Next to her spleen or some other organ."

"Oh that's so gross, I'm trying to eat y/n's fries, Henry. Stop it." Noel groans and pushes him. Colby smirks, "Yeah Henry, liver alone." He laughs and you look over at him, trying not to laugh.

Sam reaches behind you, smacking Colby's shoulder, "Dude."

"What? It's a joke, let her, liver? Liv-er alone?" He laughs with Henry and you just shake your head.

"Henry. Did you used to date Noel?" Colby points towards him. Noel looks at Henry and he laughs, "Yeah, until I found out just how psycho she was."

"What do you mean?" You look up at him.

He shrugs, "She was just nuts. I couldn't talk to anyone because I was-" he puts air quotes, "Cheating."

"Were you?" Noel looks at him and he looks at her, "Not at all." He looks at Sam, "Didn't you know Levi?"

Sam shakes his head, "Not like you'd think. I played basketball with him, but he was always a preppy everyone needs to love me kinda person and I couldn't be around that."

Henry raises his eyebrows and Sam tilts his head, "What? You think I did it?" He leans forward, resting his hands on the table, "I didn't kill anybody."

"No body said you did." Colby stares at Sam and he tilts his head smiling at Colby, "Aw, thanks buddy."

You rest your hand on his arms "Sam, that's not what he's saying. We all know you didn't. You have no reason to."

Noel laughs, "Yeah Sam, just because you and Colby hunt ghosts, that doesn't mean you could pull something like this off."

Henry laughs, "Right. That's how I know it wasn't you."

You can tell Colby is getting pissed because Henry just basically accused him of killing people, and honestly you were, too.

"Alright, I think it's time we leave. Yeah?" You look at Noel, "You should come over later. Soph is going to be there."

She nods, "I'll call you then." She stands up, pulling Henry up with her, quietly yelling at him about saying what he did to Sam.

You turn to Sam, "Are you okay?"

He nods and looks over at you, "Do you think I did it?" You shake your head, "As I said, you'd have no reason to." He takes a deep breath, "If he starts saying shit like that, I'll be the one they throw behind bars."

"I won't let that happen." You and Colby say in unison, causing Sam to smile. You smile and lean in, "I promise, I won't let anything happen to you." You lean over to Colby, "Or you." You sit straight, "Because I like whatever this is."

"We like it too." Sam pulls you in, kissing your head as he stares at Colby, "Let's get out of here."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

"Hello?" You say as you pick up your phone.

"Hello, is this y/n?" A man on the other end of the phone asks. You sit up, "May I ask who's calling?"

The man on the phone chuckles softly, "Right, yes. My name is Officer Tylers. I'm calling to see if you'd come down to the station to answer some questions for us."

"About the murders?" You pinch the bridge of your nose and he sighs, "Yes. So if you could, the sooner the better, but no rush. I know this is a-"

You cut him off, "I'll be right there,"

"Great. Thank you."

You hang up and sigh before yelling, "Colby." He jogs down the steps, "What's up, babe?" You smiles slightly and stand up, "I just got off the phone with an Officer Tylers. They want me to come down and answer some questions."

He raises his eyebrows, "Really?"

You shrug, "I don't know why.. I just.." you sit back down and Colby walks over, sitting next to you, "Hey. You'll be okay. They probably are just doing a routine questioning to everyone she went to school with. I'm sure Sam and I are next to be questioned."

You laugh slightly, "Might as well just come with me." You look around, "Where's Sam?"

"He went to meet the guy to talk about our next investigation." He tucks hair behind your ear, "You're so pretty."

You smile and tilt your head, "Why didn't you go with him?" He smiles, "I figured you didn't want to be left alone."

You nod, "Yeah, you're right. I just have to text Soph and Noel to let them know i won't be here for a little bit."

"I'll text Sam, let him know that we're going to the station." Colby takes his phone out, tapping his screen quickly. You text Sophie and Noel, letting them know exactly what's going on.

"I told them the key is under the mat if they get here before we get back." You look up at Colby, "Is that okay?"

He looks up and nods, "Yeah that's fine. Are you ready?" You nod and stand up, "What did Sam say?" Colby shakes his head as he slides his phone back into his pocket, "Just said to be careful."

"He doesn't have to worry about that." You laugh and grab Colby's keys, handing them to him, "Here ya go." He takes them from you and pulls you into him, "Everything is going to be okay."

You smile, "Thank you for being so calm through all of this, I'm actually freaking out on the inside." He chuckles, "I know. I think you're forgetting I can read you like a book, y/n."

You lick your lips, looking up at him. He leans in, pressing his lips to yours as he pulls your body closer.

The door opens and Sam walks through, stopping when he sees you and Colby, "Whoa, whoa." He laughs and walks over, wrapping his arm around your waist, "Excuse me."

You laugh slightly and look up at him, "I thought you were meeting with that guy?" He nods, "Yeah, it was an easy meet up, he wants us to investigate there, so he was excited."

"So it's set then?" Colby asks and Sam nods, "It's set."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

"Wish me luck." You mumble before reaching for the door handle. Sam and Colby both wish you luck and you get out, taking a deep breath before crossing the street.

"Hi, how can I help you?" The lady behind the glass asks and you rest your hands on the counter, "I got a um.. call from an Officer Richards. He told me to come down to answer some questions."

She nods, "Y/n y/l/n right?"

You nod, "Yep. That's me."

"You can have a seat right over there, I'll let him know you're here." You mumble a quiet, "thank you," before walking over to the chair and sitting down.

Not even a minute later, a tall man dressed in a police uniform walks over to you, "Y/n?"

You look up at him, immediately pissed, "Yes." You stand up and shake his hand, "Been a while.. You can come with me this way." You follow him through the barracks and into a room with only a table and four chairs.

"Have a seat. Do you need anything? Want anything? Water, coffee?"

You look up at him from the chair and shake your head, "No, thank you. I'm good."

"Alright, we'll just jump right into this then." He sits across from you after closing the door, "Did you know Nina and Levi?"

"Why are you questioning me? Isn't that conflict of interest or whatever?" You cross your arms over your chest and he shakes his head, "Not technically family, so no. Anyway, did you know Nina and Levi?"

You tilt your head, "I did, but I wasn't really liked by them."

"Can you elaborate on that for me, please? What do you mean exactly? Why didn't they like you?" He scribbles down notes on the notepad.

"I'm friends with Sophie Frank, and she's friends- or was friends.. with Nina, and Sophie and I are so different, I think she thought I ruined the popular girl image, and eventually just pushed me out." You explain, "And Levi, well he was the quarterback of the football team and got a college scholarship, so he was Mr. Popularity."

"Were you jealous of that?"

You laugh slightly, "Excuse me?"

He holds his hand up, "I know that sounds bad, but it's just routine or whatever you want to call it. Let me reword it.." he thinks for a moment and looks back up at you, "Were you jealous that Sophie was friends with her? How did her pushing you out make you feel?"

"I mean I didn't really like it, so I just stopped hanging around Sophie when I knew there was a chance Nina would be there, but I didn't want her to die if that's what you're getting at." You stare at him and he nods as he scribbles some more, "I liked Nina, we were friends before high school, but high school really changes a person I guess."

"Did it change you?" He asks right away, "I mean, you didn't go to college, correct?"

You shake your head, "No, but what-"

"You're living with two guys who do videos, both are handsome looking dudes, you didn't feel.. I don't know.. threatened by Nina in anyway?"

You scoff at his question, "No, Officer Tylers. I was not threatened by Nina."

"Where were you last night?" He leans back in his chair and you sigh, "I was home. Asleep by ten with Sam and Colby."

"They were there?" He tilts his head, "They didn't leave the house?"

You clench your jaw, sighing because you don't like to talk about your private business, especially with people like Officer Tylers, "They were in bed, with me, until about seven this morning. They went for a run."

"And that's normal? What time did they get back?"

"Yes." You sigh, "Sam is training for a marathon, and Colby likes working out." You shrug, "About eight thirty." You sigh, "Are we done? Can we be done please?"

"Almost." He holds up his finger and scribbles down more words, "Is ghost hunting all Sam and Colby do? Do you join them sometimes? I've never seen their videos beside so I don't really know."

"Besides doing photo shoots for their merch launches and making their own coffee, yeah. That's all they do."

He's quiet for a few moments before he looks up, "Don't leave town, stay in touch if you see anything, but yeah. Were done. For now." You stand up and he grabs your arm, "Just be careful, y/n. Your dad told me to look after you, and that's exactly what I'm trying to do."

You pull your arm away, "Well, you're not my dad so." You walk away and he stands up, watching as an officer leads you to the front of the building.

Officer Tylers, better known as Dave Tylers, was your dad's best friend and your dad told him, on his death bed, that he was to make sure you were okay.

You've always gotten weird vibes from him, even when you were younger, so you kept your distance.

You get into the car, plopping down with a sigh, "That was fucking pathetic."

"What happened?" Sam asks as they both turn around to face you. You shake your head, "We can talk about it at home. I need to make sure that fucker didn't bug me."

"Huh?" Sam whips back around as Colby drives off and you laugh slightly, "The officer that questioned me was.." you sigh, "He's who my dad asked to look after me. I just get a weird feeling with him, so I've kept my distance and he was like, asking me if I was at home in bed with you two last night. Like it was just weird."

Colby clenches his jaw, "You don't owe anyone an explanation about us."

"I know, Colby. I felt like I had to because of the way he was drilling me with question after question." You thud back against the seat, "I just don't understand who would want to actually go through and kill someone, let alone two people at once."

You rest your head back, thinking about the answers you gave Dave. Anxious because you lied, you guys were drinking and you got a little too wasted, passing out, so you weren't really sure if they went to bed when you did, but it doesn't matter because one, Dave didn't need to know that, and two, Sam and Colby aren't killers, they're ghost hunters.

"Did you guys go to bed with me last night?" You ask kinda quiet and Colby looks back at you in the rearview, "Of course we did. We wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I mean, I edited our latest video a little bit after you fell asleep but I was only down at the end of the bed." Sam looks back at you, "Are you doubting us, ms y/l/n?"

You laugh and shake your head, "No, no. Dave just gets under my skin and I don't know, I hate him."

Sam and Colby glance at each other, looking away before you look back up at them, "Sorry. I just-"

"You don't ever need to apologize to us, y/n." Sam smiles back at you, reaching for your hand, "I promise, everything is okay."

You take his hand and watch as he pulls you towards him, bringing your hand to his lips, "We got you."

You smile at him, jumping slightly as your phone rings. You look down, hitting the green button, "Hey Soph, I'm on my way-"

"Eli got arrested. They think he had something to do with Nina and Levi." She says frantic, "I'm not going to be able to come over tonight. I'm sorry."

"No, no hey. It's okay. Take deep breathes a- hello?" You pull your phone away seeing she ended the call, "Okay, bye to you, too."

"What's going on, babe?" Colby asks glancing over his shoulder. You sigh as you shrug, "I guess they think Eli did it. Soph didn't tell me much, all she said was Eli got arrested, she won't be able to come tonight and that she's heading to the station and hung up."

You text Noel, Eli got arrested. They think he had something to do with the murders.

"You're only trying to help her, I really don't understand why she's being this way towards you." Sam says, "She's only going to get hurt if she keeps messing around with Eli."

"You don't have to tell me." You roll your eyes, "She changed, and I'm not saying that's bad thing, but I've definitely been put on the back burner.."

"Hey." Sam lays his hand on your knee, Colby parks in the driveway and does the same. You look up at them and Sam smiles, "If they don't come tonight, screw them. If they can't see that you're only trying to help, then that's on them."

You lay your hands on theirs, "I don't know if I told you guys this lately, but I love you both so very much and I am so glad that we're whatever this is." You smirk slightly and Colby squeezes your knee, "You're our girl, what can we say?"

You smile and get out of the car, walking inside, "We should just have a movie night, chill out. Forget that we're living in fear right now." You set your bag down and turn towards them, "What do ya say?"

"I say.." Colby walks over, grabbing your hand and spinning you into him, "Let's do it."

"I second that. Or third that in this case." Sam laughs as he presses a kiss to your temple, "Now go change into something comfy then we can get this party started."

You smile all the way up to the top of the steps. You can hear Sam and Colby whispering but you think nothing of it.

You're in a mood.

A mood for them.

You throw on a bigger tee, no pants, and walk back down the steps. Their eyes immediately on you and you blush, "What?" You walk past them to the couch and they follow you like a magnet.

"Where do you think you're going?" Colby asks as he sits beside you, Sam on the other. You smirk, "You said to change into something comfy, and I'm most comfortable without pants."

"I think you got comfy confused with sexy, there babe" Sam bites his lip as he drags his hand up your back. You lean back slowly and Colby pulls you back against his chest, "Makes me want to rip you apart."

His words send a shiver of excitement down your spine, "Do it." His hands slide down, raising your shirt with his fingers, "The way Sam is looking at you right now.." Colby tilts head up to look at Sam, "I think he wants to."

Your eyes meet Sam's stare, "Please."

Colby spreads your legs, one pushed up against the back of the couch and he has his hand under the knee of your other, holding it up.

Sam moves in, kissing down your neck and under your boobs until he reaches the top of your panties. He bites them, pulling his head back and letting go so they snap against your skin.

Your breath hitches and Colby chuckles deeply in your ear, "You like that, baby girl?"

You nod, whimpering as Sam kisses up your thigh and pressing his lips to your pantie covered clit, "So much."

"Can you beg for him? Hmm.." Colby gently bites down on your earlobe, "Tell him what you want."

"I want you to eat my pussy." You moan as he presses another kiss to your clothed clit, "Please, Sam.." you whimper, "Please."

Sam looks up at you, pulling your panties to the side and runs his finger against your soaked slit, "Someone needs us."

You nod, "I do.. yes.."

"Say it again, baby." Colby whispers, eyes meeting Sam's as you moan out to the feeling of Sam's fingers dipping deep inside of you, "I need you."

Colby slides his hand down, gently massaging your clit as Sam slowly pushes and pulls his fingers in and out, "You're so fucking wet."

"No one is ever allowed to touch you again, got it?" Colby gently bites your neck and you moan out, "No one but you and Sam."

Sam reaches up, turning your head so you look at him, "Who's pussy is this?"

You furrow your brows as you feel your orgasm coming on, "Oh fuck." You whimper, "You and Colby's."

"Say my name, baby." Sam bites his lip as he works up to a faster pace, causing you to clench around his fingers, "Sam and Colby's."

Your back arches off of Colby's chest and you moan, "Fuck, fuck." Colby adds more pressure, "Cum for us, baby."

You roll your hips slowly, growing closer and closer until there's frantic knocking on your door, "Y/n!"

You don't want to stop, but you reach down to grab Sam's wrist but Colby grabs your hand, pinning it to the back of the couch, "Don't try it. You're going to cum first."

Your eyes roll back as you work back up to where you were, biting your lip to muffle your moans.

The knocking and pounding on the door continues and Sam curls his fingers just right, sending you overboard. You grind your hips against their hands, pressing the back of your head into Colby's shoulder.

"Good girl." Colby reaches up, gripping your chin so he can kiss you. Sam pulls his fingers out and brings them to his own lips, "Were not done." He says with a smirk.

You smirk and shake your head, completely forgetting about someone at the door. You jump up, fixing your panties as you walk to the door, "Who is it?"

"Fucking Sophie. Now open up."

You open the door and she barges in, "Someone fucking planted shit on Eli, I swear to god." She paces back and forth, "I don't.. oh fuck.. I don't know what to do.."

"Well, if you would have listened to me before you hung up on me, I told you to breathe so why don't you try doing just that?" You walk over to the fridge, grabbing her a water and handing it to her.

"What if this was Colby? Hmm?"

"Does no one believe that I'm capable of murder?" Sam holds his arms out and laughs, causing you to smile, "Of course we do sweetie." You look back at Sophie, "No I know. It's easier said than done. I was a mess when Colby got arrested and no one knew what was happening."

"He got arrested for trespassing and having fake id's, y/n. That nothing compared to what Eli is possibly facing." Sophie sets her water down and sits on the stool, "Eli didn't do this."

"If anyone isn't capable of murder, it's him, Soph. You don't have anything to worry about. Where was he last night?"

She shrugs, "he was home."

"And you're sure of that?" You tilt your head slightly, "Why didn't you tell the police that?" She sighs, "They said they'll talk to me once they're done questioning him. This apparently is a big fucking thing because every cop is out patrolling every area around here."

You look over at Sam and Colby who are quietly talking to each other and back to her, "Well do you to-"

"Why don't you come with me? We're going back to Nina's, well sneaking back there so we can try and figure this out ourselves? We can meet Noel at her place?"

You shake your head, "I just really wanted to stay in tonight, kinda the reason as to why I told you and Noel to come here."

"Don't you want to help find the killer? I understand you didn't like Levi and Nina, but at the same time.. don't you want to help find who did it?" She looks at you and you just stare at her.

"Fine." She throws her hands up and walks towards the door, "I'm just saying.. if you showed up missing or dead, Nina would help figure it out too, she wasn't as bad as you thought."

Yes she was. You wanted to tell her in that moment just how bad they both were, but you just watched her leave.

You look over at Sam and Colby who are staring at you, unhappy about the interaction, "You okay?" Sam asks standing up, "That was uncalled for." He motions towards the door.

You shrug, "I just don't think Levi and Nina were good enough people for me to put life at risk, you know what i mean?"

Sam walks over, pulling you in for a hug, "I know, sweetheart. It's okay. Everyone deals with these things differently and it's okay."

Colby walks up, pressing a kiss to your temple, "Fuck em."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

Later that night, as you're sitting on the couch, Colby lets out a groan, "My head is killing me."

"Aw. Did you take anything?" You reach over and gently scratch the back of his neck. He shakes his head slightly, "No, but I think I'm going to and then I'm going to head up to bed." He stands up, bending down to kiss your forehead, "I love you."

You smile and lay your hand on his cheek, "I love you." You press your lips to his and lean back, "You guys ate awfully lovey dovey lately."

You look between them and they smile, "Can't help it if we're just happy when we're around you." Colby punches your chin gently, "Wake me up for your run in the morning, Sam."

Sam nods, "You got it, bro."

As of right now, it was Sam's job to distract you. Make you forget about the world for a little while.

"Why don't we..." he slides his hand up your bare thigh, "Pick up where we left off?" You bit your lip, turning towards him, "Won't Colby feel left out?"

He shakes his head, pulling you to him, "We made a deal, I get you now. He gets you tomorrow morning."

You bite your lip, leaning in. You stop just as your lips are about to touch his, "So you have a schedule?" Sam chuckles and presses his lips to yours, "Only trying to keep it fair, you know how we get."

You stand up, "Take me to bed, Mr. Golbach."

Sam stands up and takes your hand, "If I ever say no to that, make sure I'm the one who's gutted next." You perk up slightly, but not from fear.

Something about his words makes you wet, "I'll give you something to murder." You both laugh at your words, "Someone is feeling frisky."

You bite your lip, "Maybe a little." Sam slides his hands down to your ass, squeezing, "Let's go." You pull him with you up the stairs, going into his room and shutting the door.

His hands slip you out of the tee, tossing it on the ground and looking at your bare chest, "You're so fucking hot." He lifts you up, your legs wrapping around his waist, and he walks you over to the bed.

Colby quietly sneaks out of his room, making sure to shut the door as quietly as possibly before making his way down the steps and out the front door.

"Sam.." you whimper, "I need you."

He pulls away from kissing your neck, "I want to taste you first, babe. Can you be a good girl and let me do that?"

You smirk and nod your head, "Yes."

"That's my girl." He winks and kisses down your body, making your breath hitch as he sucks little marks into the skin under your boobs and down your stomach, "Don't tease."

"That's my favorite part, besides hearing you beg for me." His fingers brush over your clit and you gasp quietly, spreading your legs further apart, "Sam.."

Colby makes his way to where they parked their car before, slightly deep in the woods, but with an easy exit. He takes a deep breathe before getting out of the car and stalking through the woods towards the house, mask on and ready to kill.

For you.

Sam slowly pulls your panties down, too slow for your liking. You go to take your legs out and Sam crawls up, "I want to take my time with you, y/n. Been a bit since I had you to myself."

You melt into him, nodding, "Sorry."

He leans down, pressing his lips to yours, "You don't ever have to be sorry. You're impatient, you need to be touched. I get that." He smiles down at you, "I'm going to do just that, okay?"

You nod and watch as he moves down your body, "I just want to take you in for a minute." He kisses down your thighs, making you wetter with each kiss.

Colby takes the burner from his pocket, dialing a number.

"Hello?" Henry picks up the phone.

"What are you doing back here?" Colby asks in the low raspy tone from the voice changer, "You guys shouldn't be back here."

Colby watches Henry spin around in circles, "Who- yo. Who the hell is this?" He stops and looks at his phone, but no luck, "What a bitch, calling me from a restricted number, you know what. If you're trying to scare me, it ain't gunna work, dude."

"What if I told you I knew who killed that bitch and her liar boyfriend, hmm?" Colby slowly makes his way around to the side of the house.

You moan, rolling your hips against Sam's face, "Fuck, fuck. Sam, I-I.." you arch your back, moaning out as you cum around his tongue, "Fuck, fuck fuck." You whimper and tangle your fingers in his hair, "Yes, yes, yes."

"How do you know that?" Henry asks and walks over to where Colby killed Levi, the dark red mark from his guts dripping still stained on the concrete, "Did you do it?"

"I did. And it felt so fucking good." Colby chuckles lowly, "He died like a bitch."

"Fuck you. I'm not do-"

"You leave that spot and your girlfriend dies next." Colby threatens, "Now, I want you to tell me something."

"What." Henry scoffs.

"What is one of your biggest secrets, Henry? I know you probably have a lot of skeletons in that dusty closet of yours." Colby moves around, still making sure to have eyes on the house with Noel and Sophie in it, and Henry.

"I don't have any." Henry laughs, "Honest."

"Fucking liar. Do you want to die just like Levi?"

"N-no. No." He keeps his voice quiet, "Fine." Henry takes a deep breath, "I cheated on Noel, okay."

That's not what Colby was expecting to hear, "You're pathetic, just like Levi."

Henry freaks out quietly, "Fuck you. I'm nothing like Levi okay."

"Oh yeah? Do tell." Colby pulls his knife out, "I'd love to know how you were better than him."

"Again, baby. I want you to cum on my face again." Sam moves up, lying down as he pulls you to sit on his face.

"I don't know what has gotten into you.." you look down at him, running your fingers through his hair, "But I like it." He smirks up at you and pulls your hips down to meet his face, his tongue lapping at your clit.

You grip the headboard, leaning forward as you're engulfed in the pleasure once again.

"I don't just go around, throwing myself onto girls who are way too drunk to say yes or no. Okay. Is that what you wanted to hear?" He spins around, looking to see if anyone else is around.

"You're still pathetic, cheating on your girlfriend.." Colby tsks a few times, "Still doesn't make you a good guy."

"Fuck. Sam.." your legs start to shake and your eyes roll back, pulling his hair as you cum again, "F-fuck." Sam eats you out through your orgasm, heightening it in a way that's never happened before, "S-shit."

You roll off of him, laying on your back as he rolls on top of you, "Such a good fucking girl." He crashes his lips on yours and you moan against his lips as your tongue swipes the taste of yourself off his lips.

Colby moves once he knows the girls in the house won't see, and quickly grabs Henry, covering his mouth with his glove covered hand and stabs him in the back a few times quickly, before spinning him around to slit his throat.

He stares at him for a few seconds as Henry gargles and chokes on his own blood before pushing him back, his body splashing into the pool, turning the clear water red.

"Fucking bitch." Colby mumbles before disappearing into the night, listening to the screams of horror, which can only mean that he has to get the hell out of dodge.

Sam gets up, stripping his clothes off before moving back to lay between your thighs. Your knees rest against his hips and you look up at him, "I love you."

"You have no idea how much I love you." Sam whispers and pushes his cock into you, groaning out as he interlocks his hand with yours and squeezes it, "You have no idea."

Colby starts driving, a smirk resting on his lips as the thought of what he did and why he did it.

Over and over again, the vision of Henry falling lifeless into the pool thrills him.

Henry disrespected Sam, so this kill wasn't just for you this time.

"I could do this all day." Sam groans lowly, "All night." He kisses down your neck as he slowly thrusts into you, trying to hold himself off for as long as he can, "You drive me fucking insane. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you."

"I'd die for you." You cup his cheek with your free hand, "You and Colby, you both.." you arch your back, moaning as you approach another orgasm, "I love you both so.." you gasp, arching your back, squeezing his hand, "So fucking much."

You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him closer as his cock hits that sweet little spot each time he slides in, "S-Sam."

You moan out loudly, squeezing his cock tightly with your walls, "Fu-" you basically scream for him, clawing up his back as you cum.

He groans, thrusting all the way into you, "Fuck, as much as I love when you do that, don't." He kisses your lips, "I don't want to cum yet."

Colby pulls into the driveway and makes his way back inside, closing the door quietly. It was times like this where they were very thankful that you wanted a house that was kind of secluded from everything else.

You left your phone downstairs on the coffee table, so you didn't know it was blowing up with missed calls and texts from both Noel and Sophie.

Colby walks over, picking it up to look at the notifications on the lock screen, smirking as he reads the messages,

Soph: FUCKING ANSWER ME

Soph: HENRY IS DEAD

Soph: HELLO PICK UP THE FUCKING PHONE

Missed Call Soph (25)

"Fucking. Bitches." Colby mumbles and sits down on the couch, waiting until he knows you and Sam are finished.

Sam pushes his cock all the way in, pumping his cum deep into you with a moan, "Fuck." He sighs with a smile, "You, my love, are absolutely perfect."

You smile up at him, only to have the door bursted open with Colby running in, "You phone is blowing up, babe."

He hands you the phone and your heart sinks, "No. no, no. No. No." You cover your mouth, fumbling around to call Soph.

"What happened?" Sam asks looking at Colby.

"Henry is dead." Colby shakes his head with a sad look on his face.

"Now you wanna fucking call me back?" Sophie yells and you clench your jaw, "I can't really answer when I'm asleep. Now stop being a bitch and tell me what the fuck is going on."

She's taken aback but you calling her out and she sighs, "Henry was killed, y/n. While Noel and I were in the fucking house.. Henry was fucking... killed." Her voice cracks and you can't help but to feel guilty, "I should have been there."

"No, it's not your fault it my fault. We shouldn't have came here. He tried to talk us out of it, but Noel and I pushed.." her voice cracks, "Fuck. I-I don't.. Noel is a mess. I don't.. oh my god.. can you come get me?"

"Yeah, no of course I can. I'll be right there." You hang up and stand up. You grab a sweatshirt and sweatpants, throwing them on before looking around, "Henry is dead?"

"I'm sorry, babe." Colby pulls you into his chest. You wanted to cry, but you felt like you couldn't, "Why is this happening?"

"I don't know.." Colby sighs, "Starting to freak me out, too."

"Do you want me to go with you?" Sam asks standing up and you look at him, "Yeah, please." You look up at Colby, "How's your head?"

He sighs, "Still hurts, but I thought you needed to know this."

"Thank you. Now go back to bed. I'll let you know what's going on."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

You held onto Sam's hand the entire way to the scene. You squeezed his hand the more the blue and red lights filled your view.

The coroner loading the zipped up body bag into the van.

The police talking to Noel and Sophie.

Your heart was racing.

"This is awful.." you mumble as tears well up in your eyes, "Fuck.." you wipe your face and take a deep breath, "I'm going to get Sophie and see where Noel is going."

Sam nods, "I'll be here."

As soon as you get out of the car, you're greeted by Officer Tylers, "Isn't it a bit late for you?"

You roll your eyes, walking past him as you make your way to the girls, "I'm so sorry." You whisper and they both fall into you, sobbing hysterically, trying to speak but it's just mumbles and gasps for air.

Tears stream down your face, "We're going to figure this out. I promise." You lay your hands on the back of their heads, "Come on." You look at the officer, "Are they.. can we go?"

The officer nods, "Yeah, they're good."

You walk them to Sam's car, and of course, Dave is still standing there, "Get home safe now." You ignore him as you help the girls get in, Sam talks to them as you turn to get up front.

"Hey, y/n. Where were you tonight?"

Without any hesitation, "I was home, getting railed by my boyfriends." You shoot him a glare, "Now leave me alone." You get back into the car and Dave walks around to Sam's window, tapping on it.

Sam sighs, rolling it down slightly, "Can I help you, Officer?"

"go easy on this one. She's been through enough already, alright?" Dave motions towards you and Sam keeps his lips together, giving him a forced smile, "No need to worry about that. She's in good hands."

You avoid looking at him the entire time Sam turns around in the driveway, "That dude is a fucking creep."

"Was that Dave?" Sophie sniffles, "I didn't know he was an officer here."

You nod, "Neither did I until he questioned me at the station yesterday."

"That dude has always been weird with you." Sophie adds, which catches Sam's attention, "How so?" You shake your head, "We don't need to talk about that right now. Please?"

Sam gives you the, we'll talk about it later, look and takes your hand into his as he focuses on driving you guys back to the house.

It was quiet, all but the sniffles and sobs from the girls in the back. The whole time, you kept thinking about why you didn't really feel remorse for Nina, Levi, and now Henry.

It surprised you. You were usually a person who cared so much, and now you're putting on an act so no one questions you.

"I'm sorry, Sam." Sophie says from the back seat. Sam looks at her in the rear view, "For snapping at you and Colby. You guys were just trying to figure out what happened and I didn't need to be a bitch."

Sam shakes his head, "no worries, Soph."

"I'm going to tell Colby, too. You guys didn't deserve that." Sophie leans back, rubbing Noel's back, "Are you okay?"

"I think I'm going to puke." Noel lays a hand over your mouth and Sam stops right as she opens the door, spitting on the ground outside.

You turn around, holding onto the seat as you reach out, holding what you can reach of her hair back, "Let it out. It's okay."

Sam admires how caring you are of your friends, the people you love. But to him, that's not an invitation for them to take advantage of that, be nasty then expect her to pick up right where they left off, forgetting it even happened.

Sam believes you're too good for everyone in this town. Hell, him and Colby sometimes tell each other that you're too good for them, but you make them realize that they need you, without even realizing it yourself.

They're obsessed with you.

Your body.

Your personality.

The way you carry yourself, even on the worst days.

You're the reason Sam and Colby get up everyday.

You're the reason as to why they started killing.

At first, they wouldn't have even thought about committing a murder, but once the words about what happened left your drunken lips, they vowed that from that day on, you weren't ever going to get hurt again, and if you did, they'll hurt who hurt you, ten times over.

Henry's death was more personal, as said. He disrespected Sam, and that's not something you do when Colby is around.

They've fantasized together about you killing with them. Thinking about seeing you pull one of their knives out, plunging it deep it into someone flesh and twisting.

I wasn't until you tapped Sam's cheek, snapping him out of his thoughts that he realized he was staring, "Hmm. Sorry." He chuckles slightly and faces forward, starting to drive once your back in your seat correctly.

His hand goes to your leg, and he squeezes. You bite your lip, laying your hand over his.

"Who would want to kill Henry?" Noel whispers as she starts to sob, "Why him? He didn't do anything wrong." Her hands fall into her lap and she leans on Sophie, "I loved him."

"I know you did." Sophie sniffles, "We all loved Henry. He was such an asshole, but he was one of the funny, good assholes."

You laugh slightly, "Yeah, that he was."

"You guys hungry or anything?" Sam asks looking back and they shake their heads. Noel laughs slightly, "I don't think I'm ever eating again, honestly."

"I've never seen a dead body, and the fact-" Sophie takes a sharp breath, trying not to cry again, "I'm so mad."

You thought it was a little strange that Sophie was so distraught, like yes. They were all friends and always hung out, but she's acting like it was her boyfriend that died.

"Any news on Eli?" You look back at Soph and she nods, "Nope. Still in holding." You frown, "Well they can't hold him. He obviously didn't do this because Henry died while he was in there."

She nods, "You're right. They can't keep him because this proves it wasn't him." She sighs, "Fuck. This whole thing is a fucking mess."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

PART TWO

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helloo :'0

would you,, mayhaps consider a lil platonic thing between macaque and a gn!reader where they're just absolutely Showering the shadow monkey with affection?

stress cuddles

— macaque & gn!reader

this is so cute, he deserves the affection :(

this is kind of shitty, and i'm sorry for being absent for so long <//3 i wanted to finish this asap when i got the motivation back

;; platonic, a little angst at the start?, almost entirely fluff, swearing (mac has a potty mouth smh)

You weren't entirely certain of the events that led up to this moment—one moment, you were on your way to your favourite shadow monkey for a surprise visit. Next moment, you were standing in front of a moping mess of a scarred demon.

Macaque, with his usual attire discarded and now donning a casual outfit that included black sweatpants and a purple sweater, was sitting in a lonely corner on a bench in his dojo. The sight was pitiful, really; his clawed hands held his glum face, seemingly lost in his thoughts and in another world as he failed to register your appearance despite his exceeding sense of hearing.

With careful movements, you stepped towards his corner. At less than a few feet away, he finally snapped out of his trance as you noticed his ears twitching. His eyes darted to your form, alarmed, almost prepared to attack out of fear from his vulnerability, as the natural shadows surrounding the two of you began to grow larger, and more intimidating.

"H-Hey, Macaque—It's just me. Are you... Alright?"

His tail lashed nervously behind him, his pupils dilating as he comprehended the lack of threat. The monkey seemed to mull over the possible responses for a moment.

"Sorry, kid... I, uh, was lost in my head, then." Macaque brushed off, despite the distant look in his avoiding eyes, "What brings you 'round to my humble abode, anyways?"

You frowned at the forced grin upon his face, "You know you can talk to me, right? I can tell that something is bothering you, Mac."

He grumbled, reluctant to open up and lay out his problems on your shoulders. However, one glance into your caring eyes broke through his thin walls.

The expression on his face dropped, the corners of his mouth dropping and his brows furrowed, "Ah, geez. You're so stubborn —"

You gave a light, playful smack to his shoulder at his remark, receiving a short, yet genuine, laugh in response.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!" His grin dropped, "But, uh... I was just thinking about the past. Back with Wukong, y'know?"

That was all you needed to hear, really — those few words held a lot of baggage behind them. And, although you weren't overly knowledgeable on the details of the friendship between the two simians, it didn't take a scholar to understand that they had separated on sour terms.

Despite the pain that he had caused towards the Monkey King, you did know that, in his heart, Macaque wished that nothing had changed between them.

You had opened your mouth to offer comfort after a moment of silence had passed, but you were interrupted before a single sound left, "And all this... Lady Bone Demon shit, and the Brotherhood, recently — it's stressing me out!"

His teeth were barred as his hand clenched at his head. Fortunately, you knew it wasn't aimed at you.

With a sigh, immediately catching his attention by the flickering of an ear, you opened your arms, offering your physical affections to him. With nothing but a peep, the mystic monkey pushed himself into your embrace.

His tail found itself wrapping around your leg, his claws unconsciously digging into your shirt, attempts to ground himself. He buried his face lightly into your hair, breathing in the comfort of your scent; the scent that told him that, in this moment, he wasn't alone.

While ensuring that he remained in your embrace, you manoeuvred your bodies downwards, lowering to the floor and against one of the sturdy dojo walls. It definitely wasn't one of the most comfortable places you've ever sat before; hardwood floorboards and sturdy pillars weren't exactly made with comfort in mind. However, the furry equivalent of a hot-water bottle that didn't show any signs of releasing his hold from you had taken all of your focus at the moment.

You sat in silence, a dark simian curled into your body between your legs and clutching onto your clothing with clawed hands and a tail, yet still careful enough to not damage the fabric, while you lifted a hand to gently scratch around the fur on his head. You could feel Macaque's body begin to lose its tension at your ministrations, slumping further into you.

A low sigh, barely audible, left the monkey, followed by quiet purring — you doubted that he was conscious of the noises he was making, there had been plenty of times in the past where he had shown clear embarrassment at any slip-ups he had made.

With the understanding that you may be stuck here for a while, you allowed yourself to relax a bit more. At your slight movement, furred arms pulled tighter around you before you rested your head a top of his own. With a smile on your face, you held the troubled simian in your arms as he lost his worries in your embrace.

. . .

a few hours later – bonus scene ;D

You were reluctant to open your eyes, feeling crustier than usual, following the movement you had felt practically on top of you. With barely any recollection of when, or where, you had seemingly fallen asleep, you pushed yourself to consciousness to survey your surroundings.

Immediately, you were met with a face-full of dark, messed hair. It tickled your nose, causing you to lift your head away before any sneezing escalated — you didn't want to snot-rocket into someone else's hair, after all — and tilted your head to get a better angle at the person in front of you.

Your movement, however, lead to the being's stirring and eventual awakening as your mind began registering the warm limbs wrapped around your body. It seemed that your snuggle-r was just as groggy as you were, though.

Rough murmurs left the monkey, who had begun loosening his grip on you, before he lifted his head upwards. Clear redness grew upon his face in embarrassment.

"Shit, kid — ugh, didn't mean for this to, uh —"

You rubbed at your face, tiredly smiling at him through a yawn, "It's alright, Mac. We were both tired — what time is it, anyways?"

"Uh, it's..." Macaque cleared his throat, glancing across the dojo towards a clock, "5AM, jeez..."

"And I'm still tired, it's too early to be up..."

Your eyes closed, once again, and the darkness covering your sight was met with an agreeing sigh. In a short moment, you felt your body lose the solid surface you had been connected to as the air went still, before coming into contact with a much softer one as you opened your eyes in surprise.

Macaque read the emotions displayed wildly on your face as he chuckled, "I don't want you developing back issues because you slept on the floor — now go back to sleep, kid."

A quick glance around your new surroundings showed that you had been moved to your own bedroom — using Macaque's shadow abilities, clearly. You weren't going to deny his command, though, willingly tucking yourself in under the familiar covers. The absence of a certain monkey joining you caught your attention, however.

"C'mon, Mac. You've gotta be tired too, and there's enough room in here for both of us!" You dramatically, albeit childishly, patted the empty space beside you.

"Well, can't deny that, for sure," The simian mischievously grinned at you, as you began to realise your mistakes as he crept closer to you.

You had barely been able to argue against him, before he had thrown his body beside your own, reaching his limbs across your body. Snickers left your own mouth, as you attempted to push his arm off of you, "Mac, no!"

"Kid, are you sure there's enough room in this bed for the two of us? It feels a little squishy in here..." He playfully teased you, allowing his arm to flop over onto his own chest and dragging his limbs back beside himself.

"You're purposefully taking up all the room! Move over, you monkey." You lightly pushed against him, ignoring his joking gasp of offence, before calming yourself down to fall asleep.

Macaque softly grinned at you, "Alright, alright, it's bed time."

You leaned over to lazily wrap your arms around him, practically copying his earlier position, as you nestled your head against his chest. As you almost fell immediately back to sleep, you missed the quiet purring emitting from the monkey again, and his quiet expression of gratitude as he rested his chin atop your head.

#lego monkie kid #— fawns fics #lmk #fluff #macaque x reader #six eared macaque #platonic #macaque & reader

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itwoodbeprefect · 9 months

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ooh-hoo for wip guessing game: 'star' for H50 and 'beach' for S&H. mixing it up. also 'wolf' for Due South bc I wanna elicit any Dief that might be in there

star (h50)

there's soooo much starting, staring and startling, one "touch-starved" and one (my favorite) "mustard", but turns out the best i can do for star as a word in itself is this:

But he also doesn’t have any money on him and his car is out of gas miles from here and the area is so remote Google Maps doesn’t even work and he hasn’t seen a living soul since it got dark and the clouds obscuring the starry night sky say it’s going to rain any minute now.

which is from a fic (or a snippet, because it's pretty aimless) about nahele getting stranded and calling steve because he has no other options left, and steve driving out there to pick him up like a wet cat, and nahele figuring that he's just used up his one (1) favor he can ask of any adult before they get sick of him, while steve is mostly concerned with telling nahele to brace himself because danny is at home and he's definitely making soup right now.

(but also. secret bonus:

There’s a thump that catches Steve by surprise enough that his ceiling watching is immediately broken off, but it’s just Danny hitting the bedspread with a flat hand like a very good point was just raised. “Exactly! Like Starsky and Hutch. Tango and Cash. Mulder and Scully.”)

beach (s&h)

not a single solitary beach for starsky & hutch. 😔 sorry guys, you deserve a nice beach vacation (or some additional dramatic synchronized badge-throwing, at least).

wolf (due south)

a very exciting pick! but now i'll tell you a truly terrible thing (worse than no beach vacations) and it's that there are ZERO (0) mentions of "wolf" in my due south document, and there is precisely ONE (1) dief/diefenbaker, and even then he's not actually present:

Ray looks at Fraser. Fraser looks back. Ray blinks and Fraser tilts his head a little, in a way he very well might have picked up from Dief.

it's deeply shameful, but it's also worth noting that the entire document has only just over 7k words, and that's including the two ds fics i've finished in my lifetime. this is a fandom where the canon just has such a specific vibe that i'm always worried i'm not hitting it right (because i don't even really think i did that in either of those two fics i did finish), which is made worse by how much i Like canon. canon is good and my friend and it's very easy to just rewatch it over and over instead of needing to write fic to spend more time in that world.

#thank you!! 💖#i might need to start doing something about the startling number of times i use the word start. like starkly stare at it until it starves #starsky and hutch #h50 #due south #ask games #*

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pinkacademic · 10 months

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My Top Ten Barbie Movies

With the movie approaching, I'm dubbing this Barbie Month, and pushing back on the Studying part of the Masterpost for a little longer. July is pink party time!

Today, I’m sharing my Top Ten Barbie movies, which I wonder if they’ll be controversial! Share yours, lets compare!

10: Christmas Carol. She cast herself as the villain, we love that! This is unironically a good adaptation of A Christmas Carol. It doesn’t beat the Muppets, but there are many worse adaptations that get way more praise. Eden Starling is a fantastic Barbie-fied Scrooge, and I love Morwenna Banks.

9: Star Light Adventure. I love Star Wars, I love Star Trek, I love big dumb himbos whose entire motivation in life is Eat Food, Drive Fast, Drink Respect Women Juice. Sometimes Barbie movies should be ranked by their Ken, and Prince Leo is just great. Also, a unique sci-fi plot that could only come from a Barbie movie.

8: Spy Squad. Listen, sometimes I just like dumb, fun movies. This is a stellar spy movie with a fun premise, quirky characters, a spy HQ in the H of the Hollywood sign, and the baddie is just their rival in a wig. Its cute, its colourful, they give Barbie a knock-off lightsaber. No complaints.

7: Big City, Big Dreams. We’re finally back to a good, queer-leaning Barbie movie! I love Malibu and Brookln’s dynamic, I think they’re so cute platonically or romantically, and I had fun with Mermaid Magic and Epic Road Trip too. I don’t love the tragic miscommunication moment, but I guess they had to add conflict in the last ten minutes. I love the songs and their final performance enough that all is forgiven.

6: Video Game Hero. I just think its fun, ok? This is the “there’s more than one way to ___” thing that Pink Shoes tried (and I still love, just not enough to Top Ten it) but went the wrong way about in my opinion. Video Game Hero is not a groundbreaking political commentary, or a classic musical, but it just has a special place in my heart.

5: Three Musketeers. I genuinely do not care for any other version of Three Musketeers. No one will ever beat Barbie. I love the secret society of swordfighters, I love that Prince Louis changes his tune by the power of… well, the Power of Four forevermore, I guess. I love that every version of Three Musketeers features precisely 0 muskets, and the Barbie version took that new heights with one of them fully just having ribbons.

4: The Fairytopia Trilogy. I think they get better and better with each iteration. I love the story of a wingless fairy getting wings, and then giving them up selflessly in 1 and 2, and I love that the ultimate message is that of kindness and courage. It’s also absolutely just me being blinded by childhood nostalgia, but Laverna is a top tier villain too.

3: Magic of Pegasus. I have a lot of positive thoughts about this one, but the main one is Aiden!! I think his story is quite unique and complex and he’s one of the strongest love interests of any of th Barbie movies. I also think this one is so pretty and purple, and Cloud Kingdom is glorious, and the quest plot is fantastic.

2: Princess and the Pauper. Now I know this one will not be controversial, except that it’s nt number one! Annaliese and Erika are both delightful, Julian and Dominic too, and even the characters lower on the roster are fun. Not to mention the best songs that make me want to do a full stage production.

1: Princess Charm School. This probably comes as no surprise if you’ve read my essay. I think that the socioeconomic implications are intense, I think that the murder plot is exciting, I think Hadley and Isla as Gardania Unsolved have to be among my favourite Friend Characters, and I think Blair is actually a great character too. I also love Delancey’s redemption, and how it comes from being faced with real-world consequences.

#I already know that some of you are going to be outraged on behalf of 12 dancing princesses #listen there were nearly twenty on my S tier on the tierlist I'm posting on Friday #I'm devestated to have hacked this list to bits #pink academic #pink academia #pink #academia #pink academia films #barbie movies #barbie movie #barbie 2023

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cosmic-kaden · 1 month

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♡ with Flip! GO GO GO! <3

Why do you both hate me!? Did I HURT you? /j /lh goddammit.. I'm tagging you both BUT DON'T READ THIS! >:c @ama-ships || @kylars-princess Thank you both for the ask lkdjfdlsk

SEND ME ♡ + A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU…

IT'S ----H e [zips hoodie up until it covers my entire face] sonofabitchthismandrivesmewild

Who is the most affectionate?

Flip 100% is more affectionate. He will scare the hell out of me.. he will backhug me with a "grah!" and bury his face in the crook of my neck and have one of his little giggle fits when I jump and tell him "Stoooooppp!!!" and be all whiny with him /lh

Who initiates the handholding?

me….me it's me okay! I cannot resist holding this mans hand- I might sorta like the look he gets on his face when I reach for his hand >///>

Who worries more for the other?

I worry about him constantly because of his line of work. He's always put behind enemy lines so to speak and things could go from 0 to 100 in the blink of an eye. Knowing he was going undercover somewhere always had me so fucking nervous. I'd never tell him I was worried but he knew, I know he knew because he would call me at least twice a day whenever he would get the chance too to let me know that he's okay and that he misses me aslkjdfldf

Who is more likely to ask for help?

LMFAO (help them /lh )

Who is the one always losing the keys?

Flip is! sometimes he's always in a rush and all I'll hear is "fuck…fuck! where are they? I just had the damn things!"

Who leaves little love notes for the other?

ME! Except like… things like "Please don't die today <3" "No you can't strangle your annoying co-worker" and maybe just maybe sneak two in that read "I kinda like your face <3" and "I love you, be safe 'kay? <3"

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there?

SIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH It's me. If he is working I will worry but if he's just out late I will struggle big time to go to sleep. He has a very particular way of sleeping next to me that I've grown very fond of… code for he spoons me and pretty much bear hugs me like I'm a stuffed animal >///>

Who is more likely to propose to the other?

[CHOKES ON MY SPIT] I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE QUESTION HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Who introduced the other to their family first?

reiterating that my s/i doesn't really have family so he would introduce me to his family and yeah he would tease meeeee but then I'd whip out the ol' "Your son nearly killed me twice and arrested me for a crime I technically didn't start." to which he would snap "You finished it though" and I'd be like C:

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair?

OKAY SO- Flip knows I have an extremely bad habit of when I'm really stressed out I will play with my hair, as I play with it, I do tug it a lot, he knows it will eventually give me a massive headache.. If he notices that I'm stressing in public he will give me a tight hug and give me a few head strokes and gently remind me to not pull my hair so much or if we are in private he wastes no time in pulling me to him or leading me to the bed or couch, he'll lay me down and HE will gently stroke my hair, run his fingers through it gently, or give me a nice little head massage so I don't end up hurting myself >/////>

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated?

"Kaden, energy drinks aren't breakfast and they sure as shit aren't water- You can't eat a small bag of chips and drink an energy drink and call it breakfast for fuck sakes!" "…pfft not with that attitude" "I swear to Christ- I'm making you breakfast-" (This is all /lh)

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other?

Flip! He is incredibly defensive over me, like I tell him I had a bad day and his immediate response is "Who did it?" I try to defend Flip but he's so good at defending for himself that I just…add to what he's already saying? LOL

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other?

Flip actually can surprise me in ways I never thought were possible, probably because we don't think the other is in the stages of being romantic so when it happens we're like "Whoa~" and we're completely smitten with one another dlkjkldsfj

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things?

"Don't die. Pinky swear." "Alright but pinky swear me you'll be mindful and pay attention to your surroundings" "Deal" Pinky swears "Lock it~" Kaden places their thumb to his and turns their hands while still in the pinky promise "What a dork."

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch?

Flip~ although he usually doesn't need to because I'm usually wrapped up in one of his flannels… cause you know, it's him being late + my inability to sleep so I will just snuggle with something that smells like him and end up passing out on the couch aldkjlafjlf

#[SCREAMS INTO MY HANDS]#THANK YOU I HATE IT /J /LH #godilovehimsmhelpmeeee #It Comes In Threes #games;;

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Tw 3D

YALL I JUST GIT NEW SHORTS FOR SUMMER/WARMER SPRING AND I WAS A SIZE 0!!! THE SIZE 2 WAS BIG! I HAVENT BEEN ABLE TO FIT IN A SIZE 2 LET ALONE 0 IN LIKE YEARS AND YEARS WHEN I WAS SUPER H1GH IN MY 3D. IM ABSOLUTELY GOING CRAZY. I've been having to 3@t more because I've been getting really bad fainting spells (my family, partner and their mom all think it's mainly the 3D that's causing them. So far, even 3@t!ng though I'm still getting them. Btp)

Last w3!gh in I was 101.6ish which is a like 2.6 pound gain from the last time I was w3!gh3d at the start-ish of if the month which i was about 98. BUT! I STILL FIT! Now, I know if these stop fitting it's time to 10$3(L. O. S. E. ) again.

Sorry for all the sensors, I cannot have another account t3r_3d I've gone through like 7 atp and I'm running out of email name ideas.

Also I'm really h!gh(🍃) sorry for the ramble post. THC and n!c have been coming in clutch high-key which is so surprising because I get hella munch!3$ while 🍃

Have a good one babes!!! You've got this shit! Remember water and your meds, you're all amazing!!

💜💜💜💜💜

#ana bllog #tw self destruction #no eating #transmasc #clean eating #eating diary #disordered eating in tags #disordered eating cw #disordered eating mention #healthy eating #self h@rm #zaza #high thoughts

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samandcolbyownme · 6 months

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PART TWO

Summary: Anon request - "omg wait. request idea for sam and colby as ghostface smut :0 like billy loomis and stu macher OG ghostface"

Side note: Italics are when Sam and/or Colby are in ghostface mode.

If you haven’t read part one, I suggest doing so.

╔═══━━━─── • ───━━━═══╗

Back at the house, you walk the girls inside and take them over to the couch, "Do you need anything?" You look at them as you lay a blanket over Noel's shoulders.

"Water, please." Sophie says lowly and you nod, walking over to the kitchen. Colby comes down the steps and comes over, leaning on the counter, "They doing okay?"

You shrug, grabbing two waters, "I mean.. as good as they can be I guess?" You look down and back up, "I don't understand what's happening to our town."

Sam rubs your back, "They'll figure it out."

"Another body was found late this evening, sources say that twenty four year old Henry Rolland was found floating inside of the pool owned by the mother whose daughter was killed two nights ago now. Sources also say that the cause of death was multiple stab wounds and a throat laceration."

"You guys don't need to watch that." You walk over, switching the tv off, "Here." They take the waters from your hands, cracking them and chugging them almost instantly.

"I can't believe he's gone." Noel whimpers and lays on the couch, grabbing the pillow to sob into it, "Henry."

You kneel down, laying a hand on her back, "Hey.." you brush her hair with your hand and her whole body trembles.

You couldn't fathom how much pain she was in. You didn't even want to try and put Sam or Colby into that because you wanted to puke just thinking about one of them leaving you.

"I can't even imagine the pain you're feeling, but it's all valid and you take as long as you need. I'll be right here." You look at Sophie, "for both of you."

Sam and Colby watch you comfort your friends, taking in just how important you really are.

"I'm so sorry I bailed on you." Noel says quietly, "if I-I would have ju-"

"No. Don't do that. This isn't your fault? Okay?" You lean down, resting your head on hers, "This isn't your fault." You reach over, grabbing Sophie's hand, "This isn't anyone's fault."

You look over at Sam and Colby who smile at you. You give them a small smile, mouthing an, "I love you."

They blow you a kiss and mouth it back before going upstairs to give you guys space to talk and grieve.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

About a month later, everything started to get better. No one has died, Noel and Sophie are slowly started to get out more and more.

Everything was slowly returning to how it, almost, was before.

"Morning." Sam rolls over and kisses your head. Colby does the same, "Good morning."

"What time is it?" You roll over onto your back and Sam laughs slightly, "It's five thirty. We're going on a run."

"Can I come?" Your words surprised them, even you, "Did I really just ask that?"

"You did. And you can, if you think you can keep up." Sam winks down at you and gets out of bed. Colby following him out so he can go get dressed.

You sit up, slowly starting to hate yourself for asking.

You walk over, brushing your hair as you grab a loose crop top and shorts. You throw them on, along with a sports bra and socks, making your way to get your running sneakers that you haven't worn in months.

"Don't you look cute." Sam says leaning against the door frame, "I haven't seen you wear those in months." You laugh with him and nod, "I was just thinking that. I'm surprised they still fit good honestly."

"Ready whenever you guys are." Colby peaks his head in, watching as you put your hair into a ponytail, "Wow."

"It's just running clothes guys." You turn to them and smirk, "But I know what you mean, you guys look good when you work out, too."

They smirk as you walk by them, going down to fill your water bottle, "So.." you chew on your lip and listen to them walk over to you.

"So?" Colby asks leaning down to look at you, "Whatcha thinkin' about?"

You look up at them, "Noel and Sophie want to throw a party, a Halloween party.."

They shrug, "Okay?" Sam asks, "Do you want to go?"

You shrug yourself, "I do, but I don't." You sigh, "I think it would be good to drink and just let go for a little bit, but at the same time.. I feel like it's too soon for them?" You shake your head and screw the lid onto your water bottle, "I don't know.. maybe not.."

"You think about it, then let us know. We'll be with you through everything." Sam runs his hand down your back, "Now let's get going before it's too late."

On your run, you kinda jogged behind them, listening to the music that is coming from your headphones. You zoned out, thinking about the deaths of the people you once called your friends.

Why would someone kill them?

Did they have secrets the wrong people knew?

You stumble back as your body slams into Colby's, "Shit." You look up at him, "Sorry I wasn't paying attention."

"Are you okay?" He looks down at you and you sigh, "I forgot how much thinking you can do on a run."

Sam nods, "That's why I like to run." He takes a sip of his water, "Whatcha thinkin, about? That party?"

"All of it. Why this happened. Who could have possibly done it.. just.. all of it." You say with a sigh, "I'm just.. confused."

"We all are, but it's been a month. You'd think that they would have struck again?" Colby says as you walks over to the one bench in the park. You nod, "Yeah, you would think. I'm just surprised that they don't have anything. Like they're just turning to cold cases."

"Who ever it is.. they're good.. and that makes it even scarier, honestly." Sam sits next to you, smirking at Colby as you look at the ground, "Honestly."

"Maybe they skipped town?" Colby suggests, "I don't think we can leave in fear for the rest of our lives."

"I didn't want to say anything last night, but I'm pretty sure Henry was cheating on Noel with Sophie. I hate to say this, but the way she was acting over Henry just.." you shake your head, "..didn't sit right. It was weird."

Sam nods, "I thought that, too."

A police car slowly rolls past, breaking, then reversing to stop in front of you, Sam, and Colby.

"Fucking hell does he want." Sam mumbles lowly and you sigh, lowering your voice, "Just act nice. Don't do anything dumb."

"What are we doing out here so early?" Dave says getting out of the car and looking around, "Since when do you run? Your dad always said you hated running."

You shrug, "I guess I just learned to like it."

Dave nods, looking over at Colby, "You always stare at police like that?"

"Only one who won't let my girlfriend alone." Colby says and you nudge him. Dave chuckles, "I'm just doing my part, making sure there's still no funny business happening around here."

"Well there's not." Sam says, "We just took a break from running."

"Where's your car?" Dave looks around, "Or did you run here from your house?"

"It's in the parking lot with the other runners cars." Sam tilts his head, "What are you getting at?"

Dave holds his hand up, "I'm not getting at anything, Golbach. Relax."

You feel Sam tense up against your hand and you roll your eyes, "If it's alright, we'd like to get bac-"

"Actually. I'm going to need you guys to head back there, I need to do a quick search. Just need to check the trunk, you know. Routine cop stuff." Dave turns around and Sam stands up, "Why do you need to search my car?"

"Is there any specific reason?" Colby stands up, which makes you stand up, "Just let them look."

"Shouldn't have anything to worry about, that is if you're not hiding anything." Dave smirks, "I'll see you back there." He gets in before any of you can say another word and Sam grumbles, "We need to talk about why that guy is so fucking weird, y/n."

You luckily pushed off that conversation, but now it was time.

"He never actually did anything to me, but when I was younger, he was like the weird uncle that you never felt comfortable around. He would always want me to sit next to him, never wanted me to date. He hated that I was friends with you guy, and I think he hates it even more now, since we're, I'm assuming more than just friends." You smile at them slightly with a laugh, "It was just so weird."

"Why didn't you ever tell anyone? His job for the most?" Colby shakes his head, "He touches you and I swear to god."

You smile and shake your head, "I don't think he ever will, honestly. I think you guys intimidate him so he does things, police wise, because he knows you won't put up a fight and risk getting in trouble, again."

You make your way back to the car, Dave waiting against his cruiser for you, "There you are."

Sam unlocks the car, popping the trunk open, "We have our equipment back there for our videos, so just because careful."

"Yeah, I'll try. Just stand over there for me, hands where I can see them." You rest your hands down by your side, along with Sam and Colby.

Dave looks over the car, checking the cracks and pockets before making biscuits way to the trunk.

They take each of your hands into theirs, getting ready to protect you in case things go south. They're pretty good about hiding the equipment used for other things.

They're not stupid enough to keep it in the car.

"That camera is expensive, man. Don't just-" Colby sighs as Dave drops the camera onto the floor of the trunk, "Oops." He smirks and Colby squeezes your hand.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Sam asks running his hand over his face, "We'd like to get back home now."

"No, no. I guess you guys are good to go." Dave walks back to his car, leaving all the doors to your car open, "As I said before, just trying to keep you safe."

"I can do that myself." You walk to the car, picking up the camera that he dropped and running your finger over the cracked Lense cover, "Asshole."

"What'd ya say?" He opens his door and you look over at him, "I said have a good day." You force a smile and roll your eyes as you look back down.

He drives off, slowly, stopping at another vehicle and doing the same thing to them as he did to you guys, but obviously nicer.

"I'm sorry. I'll buy you ano-"

Sam cuts you off, "Don't worry about that. I'm just glad he didn't run his mouth too bad. Colby was ready to kill him."

That was an understatement.

"As.." you close your eyes and open them, smirking. ".. hot as that sounds.. there's no need to kill anyone for me."

Colby smirks, "you think that's hot?"

You laugh, cheeks turning red, "Get in the car." You get in, biting your lip as you think of how bad Sam and Colby killing for you would turn you on.

They get in and you lean forward, "Would you ever kill for me?"

They both look at you, "If it absolutely came down to it. I think we would." Colby winks at you and you feel a chill run down your spine, "Shit."

"That turn you on or something?" Sam bites his lip, slowly smirking as you nod, "Mhm. Maybe a little bit." He sighs and turns around, nudging Colby with his elbow, "I'll drop you guys off then I'll go get food."

Your eyes scan over Colby as you think about the image of him killing for you, Sam, too.

You chew on your lip, looking back and forth between them, "Can I be honest?"

"Always." Sam glances back at you in the mirror and you smirk, "I didn't feel any remorse for them."

They found that hot.

"That's okay. Everyone feels things differently." Colby turns, "If I'm being honest, I'm glad they're dead." His words fuel you, "Sam, do you have to leave right away?"

He chuckles, "I'll join when I get back." He turns his head, motioning with his finger for you to lean forward. You lean up, and he grips your chin, turning your head to kiss you, "I promise. Now go show Colby a good time."

You smile and laugh as you get out of the car and walk up to the door. You unlock it and turn around to see Colby getting out of the car. He walks up, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulls you inside.

Sam's smile disappeared as soon as the door shut.

Anger fueled his body, he wanted Dave dead, but he wasn't a cop killer.

His mission, to find out a way to get rid of Dave without having to gut him like a fish.

Colby pulls you to him, lifting you up and setting you down on the counter, "You are the best thing.." he kisses down your neck, "That's ever happened to me."

Your hands drag down his chest, "The best thing for me." You moan out as he bites your neck, "Colby."

"Say my name, baby. As many times as you want." He nips your ear as he pulls your shirt slowly up your body.

Sam parks along the sidewalk, getting out and he just so happens to notice the police cruiser parked two cars a head of him.

A smirk toys with his lips as he walks into the shop, thinking about bringing an end to Dave's life, making sure he doesn't mess with you anymore.

"Colby.. " you whimper out as his fingers work their way in and out of you. His hand is pressed flat to the counter next to you and his lips are attached to the skin of your neck.

"Come on, baby. Cum for me." He hums lowly, "You have no idea the things I'd do for you." He leans back, looking into your eyes, "The things Sam would do."

You pull him into you, crashing your lips into his as you cum.

Sam walks around the isles, looking up and down, listening in on the conversation Dave is having with another officer.

"I'm telling you, Stevens. Those boys are trouble." Dave says shaking his head and Stevens laughs, "Dave. Come on. They're fucking young kids who hunt ghosts. The worse thing they've done is trespassed and that was when they were in Florida."

Dave sighs, looking around and Sam ducks down.

Colby pulls out of the knives from the block on the counter, bringing it over and dragging it down your chest, "If this is too much, we ca-"

You grab his hand, pulling the knife up to press gently against your neck, "I've always wanted to do knife play."

"You were fucking made for me." Colby crashes his lips into yours, keeping the knife gently on your skin, "fucking perfect."

You lean back to take your sports bra off, tossing it onto the floor and Colby instantly has the top of the knife on your skin, dragging it down between your boobs, "Beg for me."

"I just have an off feeling about them, Stevens." Dave huffs, "I promised her dad on his fucking death bed I would make sure nothing happens to her. Hell.." he chuckles slightly, "it took me watching a video on YouTube and looking up her right name on social medias to know she was okay and where she was."

Sam makes a face and moves to another isle quickly and quietly.

"I can see why she wanted to get away, you're a weird dude, Tyler's." Stevens laughs and sighs, "They're good kids, trust me. They've never been in trouble with us before, so you need to just drop it."

"Nah, there's something going on with them. There's no way she's doing that willingly. Something about that Brock kid is off."

Sam stands up, grabbing a two bags of chips and your favorite candy on your way up to the register, waking right by the two officers who shut straight up.

"Sam. How's it going?" Stevens asks, "Back fully healed?"

"Please, please." You whimper, pulling Colby into you, "Colby.. I need you."

"Need me to what baby?" The knife drags across your thighs, making your breathing shutter.

"I need you to fuck me."

"Say it louder." Colby presses the tip of the knife into your skin, watching as it leaves a light red mark as he drags it down, "No one will hear you scream."

"Yeah, yeah. Bach is all healed. I've been running every morning, training for a marathon here in the next few months." Sam pays and grabs his bag, "I'm just picking up stuff for my girlfriend."

"Where is she?" Dave asks and Sam stares at him, "At home with Colby." He smirks slightly before nodding to Stevens, "See you later."

Colby slides you down off the counter, spinning you around to bend you over it. He slides your shorts down, letting them fall before he slides the knife down the back of your thigh as he drops down slowly.

"Fuck, fuck. Colby!" You cry out, "Fuck me. I need you."

He presses the knife in, a sharp pinch of your skin being cut open makes you moan, "Fuck." Colby runs his thumb over the small cut, "You like that?"

You nod, looking down at him, "So fucking much."

"Would have never thought." He stands up, moving to gently drag it down your spine.

Sam gets in the car, letting out a sigh as he starts the car, driving off as Dave walks out of the store. He drives two blocks over, stopping at the flower shop, and lo and behold, Dave follows him, thinking he's slick.

Sam lets out a laugh as he picks up the bundle of flowers, paying and slipping out as Dave moves out of sight for a moment.

Sam makes it to the car with him noticing before Dave gets to the door of the flower shop. He watches as Sam drives off, turning right at the stop sign to go pick up lunch for everyone at the house.

Colby has his hand on his your throat, squeezing hard as his cock pushes deep into you, groaning out as the knife presses into your back.

Your moans are muffled, choked as you try your best to be loud for him. Your nails dig at the marbled countertop, scratching as you clench around him, "F-fuck." You squeak out, "Shi-"

He drops the knife on the counter, gripping your shoulders as so he can pull you up slightly, "Fuck." You gasp out.

He wraps an arm around your waist and brings the knife up to your throat. You tilt your head, "Colby." You moan loudly as you push your hips back into him, "F-fuck."

He pushes the knife against your neck with more pressure and moans in your ear, "You have the best pussy, I'm honored to share it with Sam."

"You own me." You turn your head slightly, wincing as the blade accidentally cuts you. Colby drops the knife away from you, immediately looking at how bad it is.

"It can wait." You grab his hand, pushing it against your neck to choke you. He groans with a smirk, "Incredible." He moans lowly as he pushes his cock all the way into you.

Sam's mind is going ten miles a minute.

His car probably has a dash cam, so jumping him while getting pulled over is out of question, and he's a cop, so his house probably has cameras.

Sam even thinks about getting you to message him, meet you to talk about the case, give him new info, but he doesn't want to drag you into it.

Unless you wanted to.

He shakes his head, "No, Sam." He tells himself and rolls his eyes as the flashing blue and red lights fill his mirrors.

"Of. Fucking. Course."

"Tell me where you want me to cum." Colby grips your chin, turning your head as he rests his forehead against your temple, "Fuck.."

"In my pussy." You whimper out, "Cum in me."

"You're such a slut. I love it." Colby groans, "I fucking love it."

"Samuel Golbach." Dave says as Sam puts down the window with a sigh, "What do you want?"

Dave chuckles, "Relax, Sam. I just wanted to let you know that you have a tail light out."

Sam leans forward, looking back as Dave walks to the back of his car, "I don't ha-"

Dave breaks the red plastic, causing the light to go out, "Might want to get that fixed."

Sam goes to get out of the car, "You mother fu-"

"Ah, ah, ah.." Dave wags his finger at Sam, "I could get you for assault on a police officer, but I won't because you're going to stay in there and let me drive away first."

Colby pulls you into him, thrusting his cock as deep as it can go before he cums, moaning lowly into your ear, "Fuck, baby."

You're panting as Colby gently lets go, "I didn't hurt you too bad did I?" You shake your head, resting your elbows on the counter as you turn your head slightly, "No, no. I'm okay."

His eyes scan over the cut on your neck, biting his lip as his eyes move over the dried blood smear, "Let's get you cleaned up."

Sam sits there, watching as Dave drives in front of him and does a U-turn, stopping right next to his window. He rolls his down, looking at Sam, "You hurt her, and your life will be over."

"Is that a threat?" Sam raises his eyebrows, scoffing with a laugh, "Don't threaten me."

Dave shrugs, lifting his hand off the door, "Then consider it a promise."

Sam watches as Dave drives off, letting out a loud, "Fuck you." Sam puts the car in drive and continues driving home, thoughts about getting rid of Dave in overdrive.

"I didn't know you liked knife play." Colby chuckles as he wipes the dried blood from your neck, dropping down to wipe the dried line from the back of your leg, "You're full of surprises aren't you?"

You look down at him, biting your lip as you shrug, "I didn't know I liked it either." You turn your head towards the mirror, running your fingers over the tiny cut, "I was just surprised myself."

You hear the door open and slam shut, looking at Colby as you hear Sam yelling to himself, "Fucking asshole."

Colby tosses the washcloth on the counter, grabbing your hand as he leads you downstairs, "Sam, what's going on?"

Sam turns around, smiling when he sees you. "You know we'd never hurt you right?"

"I know that. What happened?" You walk over to him and he glances up at Colby, "Officer bodyguard.." Sam rolls his eyes, "Pulled me over on the way back home, busted out my taillight."

"He did what?" You lean back and look at him, "He can't just.. why did he do that?"

Sam clenches his jaw, "He pulled me over, walked up, said, hey you have a taillight out, and when I went to tell him that I know I didn't, he smashed it out."

"What the fuck? Why is he coming af-" you gasp, "what if it's him? The killer..wh-what if it's him?" Your heart starts racing and Sam shrugs, focusing on your neck, "Whoa, hey. What happened here?"

He turns your head with your chin, inspecting the small cut, "Colby?" He looks up and Colby smirks, "We, uh.. well, she likes knife play."

Sam's face softens and raises an eyebrow as he smirks, "Dirty girl."

"That's what I said." Colby chuckles and you can feel your cheek heating up, a slight red blush laying over top, "Yeah, yeah."

"Oh I um." Sam turns you towards the counter with the food and flowers, "I figured you needed a little pick me up, so I stopped and got you these."

You walk over, leaning in and closing your eyes as you smell the flowers, "Sam, these are perfect."

"Wasn't all my idea." Sam nods towards Colby and you look over at him, "When did you guys talk about this?"

Colby shrugs, "You'd be surprised what you miss sometimes."

"Yeah I guess this last few weeks I've been kinda out of it." You brush your fingers over the soft petals, "Thank you. Both of you."

"Anything to keep our girl happy." Sam walks up, kissing your head, "Oh, Colby. I have something I want to show you." He turns to you, "Go pick a movie, get comfy, we'll be back down in a second. I have a new merch idea and I want to make sure it's perfect before you see it."

"Ooh. Alright." You smile and grab the bags, walking over to the couch, settling in as they disappear upstairs.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

Two weeks later.

"Are you sure you want to have this party?" You ask looking up at Noel and Sophie, "I'm all for it, I'm just asking for the sake of you guys.. I know it's bee-"

"We're having this party." Noel nods, "Henry.. would have wanted us to."

"The killer hasn't shows any kind of sign that he's still around, so I think we'll be good." Sophie goes back to looking at her list, "We need balloons, cupcakes, alcohol and the most important thing, our costumes."

"That is like the most important thing, how did I forget that?" Noel gasps, "What are you going to be?"

You laugh slightly, "Oh god, I didn't even think of that."

After a few seconds of looking at each other, Noel and Sophie lean in, "What .. are you to Sam and Colby exactly?"

Your head snaps up, "We're friends."

Noel rolls her eyes, "Please. Friends don't look at friends the way they look at you."

You shrug, "I've known them since we were kids, they're the only ones who really stood up for me."

"So you're attached to them because they're nice to you?" Sophie leans back, "Just spill it, y/n. You know we won't say anything."

You didn't believe that, "We're just friends. I have my own room, they have their own rooms. It works out." You continue the just friends argument, "it just works."

"Do you.. you know, do it with either one of them?" Noel shrugs, "Or both."

You shake your head, anger building up inside of you, "No, Noel. Now just.. let it go."

"That's a shame, Colby is pretty fucking hot." Sophie giggles as she looks at Noel and you clench your jaw, "You know what, I'm not doing this. I thought it was party planning, not twenty fucking questions about who I may or may not be fucking."

You get up and they both tell you to sit.

"Okay. Okay. Gosh, sorry. I didn't know that was a touchy subject." Noel sighs, "No more Sam and Colby talk. Only party talk."

You nod, "So costumes. Are we doing a trio thing or what?"

"I'm going as Barbie, Eli is going to be Ken." Sophie says, "You and Noel can be the other Barbie's?"

You shrug, "I don't know, I'll have to go to the store later today."

"Well you better get to it. The party is in three days." Noel raises her eyebrows, "Actually. We can go now."

You let out a sigh, just wanted to get home to Sam and Colby. You really didn't want to have this party. You felt off about it. Wasn't so much a bad off feeling, but you still couldn't explain it.

"It's almost like he's obsessed with her, Colby." Sam sighs as he paces, "I have this genuine hatred for him."

Colby nods, "So do I.. but that's a cop dude." He sighs, "I want Eli gone first."

After arriving to the Halloween store, you make your way inside and of course they go straight to the slutty costumes.

You bit your lip, thinking about what Sam and Colby would really love to see you in. You thought about going as an angel or a devil, but that is such a Halloween classic, you wanted something different.

"And xander." Sam mumbles, "They were both there that night. In the room." He hits a water bottle off of the counter with a groan, "Fuck."

You make your way to the prop section, eyes scanning over the fake knives and other weapons, and you can't help but picture Colby pressing the knife to your throat.

You thought that was the hottest thing ever and you thought about buying one just so you didn't actually get cut, but where's the fun in that?

"I think we should have the party here." Colby suggests and Sam sighs, "what? And bring all the attention to us? Thats exactly what officer fuckface wants. You know he'll show up."

"Found it!" Sophie says making you jump, "The last one." She holds up the brightly colored, Skating Barbie costume, "I would have been pissed if they didn't have one."

Colby lets Sam rant before he gets up and walks over to him, "I have a plan, Sam. Trust me."

You laugh slightly, "Yeah, I can see why." She frowns at you, "Why aren't you in this? You always love Halloween."

You shrug, "I'm excited, but I guess I'm also just a bit scared, like what if this is what the killer is waiting for? Stupid people to throw a stupid party."

You look down, "I don't know."

She grabs your wrist, "You just need to focus on having fun. The killer hasn't killed. There's been no sign of him. I think we'll be fine."

"What do you think?" Noel holds up a very revealing nun costume, staring at you and Sophie, "Well?"

"I like it. Maybe you'll find yourself a preacher." Sophie winks and walks away. You laugh slightly, "I like it."

"Did you find something yet?" She asks and you shake your head, "Nope." She grabs your arm, "Come on. We'll find the perfect one for you."

After a walking circles around the Halloween store, you finally make it home.

You walk through the door, smiling at them as you set your bags on the counter, "Hey." You could tell something was up, "you guys alright?"

They both smile at you and Colby walks up to you, kissing your head, "Yeah. What's in the bags?"

You smirk slightly, "My options for this party."

"Costumes?" Sam's brow twitches up, "Let's see 'em."

You laugh slightly as you take out the packages containing costumes you know won't last through the night, "They're just cheap ones because I don't really feel like doing this, honestly."

"You mean to tell me.. you don't want to dress up as.." Sam walks up, tuning the costumes towards him, "Tinkerbell, cowgirl Barbie, or cat woman?"

You bite your lip, "I had a vision for cat woman actually." You admit as Colby leans down next to you, "Oh yeah, do tell."

You smirk and look over at him, "fishnets.. knee high boots... a whip." You look to Sam and he tilts his head, "Definitely cat woman."

"I second that one. Screw the other two." Colby brings the costume to him, "Oh yeah. Hands down this one."

You look up at him, thinking about what Sophie said, "so, when I was at lunch, planning this stupid thing, Sophie.. um.." you laugh, "Oh god I can't even say it."

"What did she do?" Colby lays a hand on your back.

"She didn't do anything, it's more of.. what she said actually." You sigh, shaking your head, "She said you were hot, but there's more to it."

"Did they ask what we were?" Colby asks tilting his head and you nod, "Yeah, I said we were friends, but I didn't really go into detail about anything. They asked if we've fucked and when I said no, that's when she said her comment about.." you change your voice, "That's a shame, that Colby is hot."

They both laugh and Colby leans in, "You are the only one I'll want, ever."

You believed him, "Maybe that's why I wanted to rip her head off."

"Jealous, are we?" Colby whispers looking from your eyes to your lips, while Sam stands back watching.

You shake your head, "Only wanted to protect what was mine, I guess." You smirk and look at Sam who nods, "I get what you mean, fully."

"Oh, hey. Don't forget, we won't be here tomorrow night. We have that investigation to do." Colby glances at Sam.

"Oh the old church one?" You ask ripping open the packaging to your costume.

"Yep. The church with the pastor or whatever that was known to sacrifice women. I've heard nothing but bad things about that place. So." Sam smirks, "I'm excited."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

Two days before Halloween.

"Hello?"

"Wanna play a game?" Sam says, voice changer close to his lips.

"Who is this?" The girl asks looking out her window. Sam ducks behind some trees, "Doesn't matter who this is, I want to know if you want to play a game."

"No, thanks. Call someone else."

"Hang up on me and you'll die just like your friends." Sam threatens and she slowly puts the phone back to her ear, "What the fuck did you just say?"

"You heard me. I don't need to repeat myself."

She doesn't say anything and Sam chuckles, "Are you home alone?"

She hesitates at first, "No. I'm not."

"Are you sure about that?" Sam tsks his tongue, "I don't like when people lie to me."

"I-I'm not.. I'm not lying." She stumbles over her words, choosing to hold her ground, "I have my friends here with me."

Sam knew that was a lie because Colby was in the closet of her room.

"Who is this? I'm calling th-"

"You call the cops and your death wish will be granted. Got that?" Sam waits a few moments, "I need you to tell me you understand."

"I understand." She whispers, "Please don't.. don't hurt me." She gets choked up, "I'll do anything."

"Go to your desk and sit down." He moves so he can see into her window from afar, "Good. Now get out a pen and a piece of paper."

"Why do I need to do that?"

"It wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you the reason now, would it?" Sam chuckles, "Now.. I want you to write what I say."

"Fine." She shakily presses her pen to the paper, "What do you want me to write."

"I'm so sorry. Henry dying was just too much for me."

"I'm no-"

"Write it."

She starts to cry, shakily writing the words Sam tells her to.

"He was everything I had." Sam continues and she writes, sniffling into the phone, "Wh-why.. are you doing this?"

"Hiding my constant fear got the best of me so I decided to give myself peace."

"What is this?" She gasps, tears falling onto the page, "I don't understand."

"I'm sorry to those I've hurt." Sam still telling her what to write, "But I needed to do this."

Sam listens to her cry into the phone, "P-please I-I'll do any-thing..pl-please."

"Now write your name."

"Oh my god.." she starts freaking out, "O-oh my.. what- why are you doing this?"

"Because you deserve it. You're such a shitty fucking person. A pathetic excuse of a friend." Sam scoffs, "You deserve to be burning along side of Nina, Levi, and Henry." Sam looks up as Colby comes out of the closet, throwing a rope around her neck, strangling her.

Sam hears her muffled screams on the phone and smirks as he listens to her die, "Fuck you."

He hangs up, heading back through the woods towards the church. Colby catches up, taking off his mask, "Another one bites the dust."

Early that morning, Sam and Colby arrive home to find you sitting on the couch, "What are you doing up so early?" Sam asks as he tosses the duffle bag behind the island of the kitchen.

You look over, "Couldn't really sleep, so I decided to come down and watch some tv. How was the church?"

Colby shakes his head, "It as a rough one, honestly. Here. I'll show you the footage." Colby walks over, distracting you so Sam can take the bag upstairs.

"If you watch.. right here.." Colby pauses the video and uses his pinky to point, "..you'll see a figure move at the bottom of the steps." Colby presses play and you gasp, "Holy shit."

He doesn't care about the video, he's focused on you. After a kill, it's like they need to celebrate with you.

"Yeah, it was crazy. Sam was scratched, two across his back."

"Is he okay?" You ask turning towards Colby. He nods, "Oh yeah, he's a tough guy. You know him." You smirk, "I know. I've witness him get pushed down the stairs by a spirit and he took it like a champ."

"Are you talking about me?" Sam asks walking down the steps. You nod, "Maybe. Now turn around." He sighs, looking at Colby, "You told her?"

He shrugs, "She was going to see it one way or another."

Sam sighs, smirking as he turns around, "Have at it." He lifts his shirt up and you gasp, eyes wide, "Sam. Oh my god." You walk over, his body tensing at the cool touch of your fingers, "I'll be fine, babe."

You look up at him as he turns around, "I promise."

You smile and close your eyes as he leans down to kiss you, "If you say so."

"Hey Sam." Colby says as he clicks through the footage, "Did you delete any of our footage?" Sam walks over, shaking his head, "No. why?"

"Not all of it's here." Colby looks up at him, a shocked expression taking over, "We're going to have to make a video explaining before hand that we don't have all of it."

"Let's just do it now, get it out of the way." Sam runs a hand through his hair, "Fuck, the beginning of that was the best part, too."

"I'm sorry, guys." You sit down between them and Colby snaps his fingers, "Didn't the owner of the church say that they've had video footage deleted too?"

"Yeah, yeah. He did. They were doing a tour and had over two hours worth of footage and when they went to upload it, they only had like forty five minutes of it or something."

But they already knew this. That's why tonight was the perfect night to take out their next target. If the police show up for them, they have stuff to cover their asses.

After a few hours of sitting with them, editing their video together, your phone rings, "Hello?"

Sophie is on the other end of the line, "Morning sunshine, have you heard from Noel at all?"

"Not since yesterday." You stand up and walk over to the window, "Why what's up?"

"We were supposed to go pick up the balloons today after getting coffee and she was a no show." Sophie sighs, "I don't know, she's probably sleeping in. I know she was up late last night adding rhinestones to her costume."

"That's weird, but she also is one to sleep through alarms so I wouldn't think much of it. I'll give her a call after I get off the phone with you."

"It goes straight to voicemail, but If you do find a way to talk to her, tell her I'm pissed."

You laugh, "Will do."

You hang up and call Noel, which goes straight to voicemail, "Hmm."

"What's up, babe?" Colby leans back in his chair as he stretches his arms over his head. You shake your head, "Oh, nothing. Just that Noel was to meet Sophie for coffee and stuff but she didn't show. Her phone is going straight to voicemail so she probably just let it die."

"Is that normal?" Colby turns towards you and you walk back over to the bed, "I guess so. Her phone is always needing charged."

"Hey, Colby." Sam says walking into the room, "Figured out our costumes."

Colby tilts his chin up, "Yeah?"

Sam nods, "Ghostbusters."

You laugh, "Oh my god. That's perfect, Sam."

Colby agrees, "I was actually thinking the same thing."

There's banging on your front door, loud, fast banging.

"Who is that?" Sam turns around, "Are we expecting anyone?" You shake your head, "No, not that I know of." You make your way down stairs and open the door to find Sophie, she looks like she's been crying.

"That selfish fucking bitch." Sophie says as she walks in, sniffling, "That stupid fu-" her voice cracks and she sighs, "Fuck."

"Slow down. Who's a selfish bitch?" You shut the door and walk over to her. She looks up at you slowly, "Noel killed herself."

"Whoa, what?!" You're taken aback by her words, surprised that Noel would do something, "Are you serious?"

"No, y/n. I made the whole fucking thing up." Her hands slap her thighs, "Yes, y/n. I'm serious." You stand there silently, glancing at Sam and Colby who are standing on the steps, "Sorry."

Sophie looks at you, "Why do you seem like you don't care?"

"I'm in fucking shock, Sophie. I didn't ever think she would do this. How do you expect me to act?" You shrug and cross your arms, "Plus, you guys were a lot closer than her and I were."

"What does that have to do with anything? She was still your fucking friend." She shakes her head slightly, looking at you wide eyed, "Was she not?"

"Yeah, I guess whatever." You roll your eyes, "I'm sorry I can't cry on command or feel like I need to. I don't know what you want me to say, really."

Sophie lets out a laugh, "Fuck." She wipes her face, "Sorry. I just.."

"No I get it." You look down at the floor and Sophie sighs, "So do you want to get the balloons and coffee with me?"

"You still want to have this damn thing? After everything?" You look at her confused and she nods, reaching to grab your hands, "Noel would have wanted us to."

You look around the room, unsure of what to say and Sophie sighs, "Well I'm going to get the balloons and then I'm going to let everyone know." She walks towards the door, "I'm having this party with or without you."

"Have it here." Colby says walking down the steps, "We have the space, no neighbors. It'll be perfect."

Sophie bites her lip, smiling up at Colby, "Really?"

He nods and you speak before he does, "Colby, I do-"

"Oh my god, y/n. Let the man speak, please." Sophie glares over at you and tilts her head before looking back at Colby, "Anyway, as you were saying."

If looks could kill, Sophie would be dead and you would be responsible.

Both sam and Colby picked up on it, which was enough confirmation for them.

"I'll be fine, y/n. I promise." Colby winks at you and you for some reason feel okay with it. Maybe it was the love and trust you had for him and Sam, but doesn't matter, as long as they'll be there.

You know they'd never let anything happen to you.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

Halloween

Sam and Colby have been finding out a way to get rid of Dave, or as Sam calls him, officer fuckface, and with consistent thinking and delicate planning, they finally had a plan set in place.

"Don't you look cute." You say walking into their room, looking them both dressed in their costumes. Sam bites his lip, "You look so hot."

Colby turns and his jaw drops slightly, "The fishnets really pull it together." He walks over, hand lightly dragging over the cheap leather material, "You look perfect."

You look up at him, sliding your eye mask down from the top of your head, "I have never wanted to fuck a cat before, but that has changed. Right now."

Sam chuckles and walks up, "Stay close tonight. Wanna make sure no one touches our girl."

"Yeah, wouldn't want a fight to break out or anything." Sam pecks your cheek, "Now go see if everything is up to your standards."

"So you mean cancel the party?" You joke and they tilt their heads at you, "Y/n. Just try and have fun." Sam says, "Please. For us?"

"As long as you promise to lock our bedroom doors, I don't want random people in here." You motion to the room and they nod.

"You got it, babe." Colby winks and you smile as you walk down the steps, looking over your Halloween filled house, "It looks like a Halloween goblin threw up in here."

"How are you so sure that that's where they'll go?" Sam asks shutting the bedroom door. Colby sighs, "You have to trust me on this, okay.",

You walk over to Sophie and she laughs, "Right. I love it." She looks over at you, "And you would too if you would just loosen up. Here." She pours both of you a shot and hands it to you, clinking the little shot glass together before taking hers.

"I really don't want to be stabbed either, but as long as you don't go too deep, we'll be fine." Colby stands back up, "We're doing this for her."

Sam smirks slightly as the thought of you creeps back into his mind, "For her."

You hesitate at first, sighing as she looks at you, "Fine." You take your shot, cringing at the burn, "Fuck."

She laughs, "Oh. People are here! Wait until you see Eli."

You raise your eyebrows, taking another shot, "can't wait."

A few hours into the party and you feel pretty good.

You're dancing and singing to the music like the last two months didn't happen. You felt like things were back to normal, until you seen Sophie walk up to Colby.

You look over at Eli who is talking to another girl, smiling and nodding along.

You knew what Sophie was doing and you weren't having it. As you set your cup down to walk over, you feel hands on your waist and you're pulled back, "Don't worry about her. She isn't a problem."

"She's using Colby to get back at Eli. That's a problem." You try to fight Sam's grip, but he tightens it, "Hey. Eyes on me."

You turn around, listening to him like you always do. Your eyes meet his and you can't help but smile, "Do you guys love me? Like really, really love me?"

Sam smiles at your drunken question and he leans in, "You have no idea the lengths we'd go through for you and only you."

You grip the collar of his costume, "I really like the sound of that."

"You're the only person I'd share with Colby. You genuinely have no idea how much you mean to us. You're all we want." Sam runs his lips against your cheek, "I promise you that we really, really love you."

You smile, nodding at his words, "I believe you."

"As you should babe. Now look." He spins you around to see Sophie stomping away from Colby, an angry look on her face as she makes her way back to Eli, yelling at him.

Colby glances over, smirking over at you and you bite your lip.

The thought of having them both was slowly taking over and the urge to ditch the party was strong.

Sam moves your body with his, moving hair from your shoulder so he can kiss your neck. You tilt your head, closing your eyes as you move with him, turning to face him as you wrap your arms around his neck.

Once another song plays, Colby comes up behind you, taking over so Sam can go get a drink.

Colby gives Sam a look and Sam notices Eli and Xander slip out the back door, looking around to make sure no one noticed.

With majorly perfect timing, Sophie stumbles up to you, "I need you. Sorry." She rolls her eyes at Colby and drags you away.

You look back, giving them a sorry look and they shake their heads, motioning you to go, and that's when they snap into action.

Sophie pulls you upstairs, trying to go into your room, but the doors are locked so she kicks it.

Sam and Colby don't waste another second. They leave quickly to go to their hidden items. They throw on their long black cloaks, slip on their gloves and mask on, "Ready?" Sam asks looking over at Colby.

Colby nods, "Let's end this."

"Whoa. Hey. Hey. Calm down." You step towards her and she turns, "Calm down? You're telling me to calm down when my boyfriend is down there talking to other girls? Humiliating me?" She huffs, "God, can you just humor me for fucking once?"

Xander and Eli are standing out behind the medium sized shed that you guys haven't touched since you moved in.

They're laughing and joking, talking about who they're taking home and what not.

Sam motions for Colby to go on the other side so he can take Xander.

"Eli was only talking to Dina, and she's dating someone, Soph. I don't think it was anything serious. You're drunk so your emotions are all over the place." You walk towards her and watch as she slides down the wall, "I just feel like we're falling apart."

Sam walks up, quickly covering Eli's mouth and stabbing him repeatedly in the back, Colby doing the same thing to Xander.

They keep their hands pressed to their mouths until they're both on the ground looking up at ghostly masks staring down at them.

"f-fuck. You." Eli manages to choke out before he takes his final breath. Sam looks over at Colby who twists the knife in Xander's chest before pulling it out, "Fuck you."

You sit down next to her, "I'm sure him being accused of killing everyone would do-"

"I'm not talking about him." She looks over at you, "I'm talking about us."

You nod, "I know what you mean." You look down, "Ever since high school and Nina had her glow up, she took you with but left me out and I-"

"She was jealous of you."

They go back into the woods, ducking down to figure out the next step, "do we just go back into the party or."

Colby shakes his head, "We need to go up, grab the mask and extra cloak thing, we're going to need it when officer fuckface arrives."

"Fuck, I forgot about him." Sam sighs, "Okay. Let's just.. climb in through your window."

"What?" You ask looking up at Sophie with a slight laugh, "I doubt that."

Sophie shakes her head, "No, she was. She was jealous of how easy going you were. Especially with how you didn't let anything bother you much, I mean he'll. I can't really blame her. You're the only one who kept a straight head with everyone around us dying." She looks over at you, "I'm jealous of that too."

You laugh and shake your head, "It's all the trauma."

"You were raised right. Your dad did a good job." She smiles then makes a face, "I mean, his choice in who to look after you wasn't that great, but at the same time, it's the thought that matters."

You smile and pull her in, "I love you."

She lays her hands on your arms, "I love you." She pulls away and stands up, "Now come on. I hear the DJ is about to play our song."

"Let me go to the bathroom first, I'll meet you downstairs." You look up at her and she nods, "Okay."

"I'm caught." Colby says to Sam as he tries to pull himself through the window.

Sam leans around to look, "Hang on.. wait. Don't just-"

Colby ends up falling face first into the room, knocking stuff on his desk over.

She walks down the steps and you stand up to go to the bathroom. You stop when you hear a few thuds come from Colby's room.

"Wipe off your knife, Sam." I don't want blood on my carpet."

Sam laughs quietly, "You are such a fucking woman, you know that?"

They bicker back and forth, not even realizing that you're about to catch them in full glory of being the killers.

Pissed that people are in there, you walk to the bathroom, reaching up to grab the key from above the mirror. You walk over to Colby's door, as quietly as possibly, sliding the key into the lock and quickly push the door open.

"What the fuck ate yo-" You freeze in fear when you see two men in black robes wearing white ghost looking mask, "..doing in here?"

They bring knives up, using their glove covered hands to swipe away the red coloring on the blade, "What the fuck."

You go to turn but one of them grabs you, pulling you back in. Their hand instantly goes over your mouth to keep you from screaming.

The other shuts and locks the door and you're very confused when you hear Sam's voice coming from behind the mask.

"Hmm." Your eyes go wide and Sam pulls the mask off, a slightly scared look on his face, "Don't. Don't do it."

You pull Colby's hand away, "Do what?! Freak out because there was what I thought, two random masked men in the room with knives?!" You whisper yell and look behind you as Colby takes his mask off.

You look between them, "Did.. you, wait, wait what.. is this some sort of.. Halloween prank... I- what's going on here?"

"She's going to freak out." Colby says looking at Sam.

Sam nods, "Uh huh."

"Freak out about what? What are you-"

Then it clicks.

Your mouth opens and you point between them, slowly backing up, "No.." you gasp quietly, "Did you.. were you.. are you.." you stop when your back hits the wall, "Sam.." your voice is quiet and you look at Colby, "Colby.."

"Don't.. freak out." Sam holds his hands out, walking towards you, "Let us explain."

You couldn't lie, watching them do the synchronized knife swipe, to clean off what you could only assume was blood, was the hottest thing you'd ever witnessed.

You stand there, staring at them as you nod your head a few times. You weren't scared. You were more interested in hearing the reasoning behind it.

You didn't understand anything, really.

Colby stands next to Sam, not even bothering to hide his smirk. When Sam goes to speak you hold your hand up, "Question."

"Yes?" Sam raises his eyebrows as he smirks at you. You try to wrap your head around everything, figuring out what to even ask, "Um.. so.. was it you guys?"

"Was it us what?" Colby asks shrugging.

You roll your eyes, "You know what."

"Yes." Sam looks over at Colby then back to you, "Do you want to know why?" You nod your head instantly, "Yes."

"Because of what they did to you." Colby says, "At Xander's party. The one you went to with Sophie."

"You know about that?" Your voice is quiet, shy almost.

"You told us." Sam says walking over to you, "The night we were at home, making that answer or drink video.. you told us off camera right before you went to bed."

You feel embarrassed. Disgusted with yourself.

"I'm sorry.." you whisper and tears well up in your eyes, "I didn't.. I didn't mean for you-"

"That's the thing though baby." Sam cups your cheeks, "You didn't ask us to. We did it for you."

The rush of them killing for you takes over and you pull Sam into kiss him, "You really do love me."

Sam chuckles against your lips, "I told you."

Colby clears his throat, "Corey just texted. Officer fuckface is on his way here."

"Wait.. wait.. Corey is in this too?" You shake your head trying to wrap your mind around it.

"Only for lookout. We'll explain everything later, right now we have to finish the job." Colby looks down at his mask, "We're getting rid of officer fuckface for you."

You bite your lip, your heart thumping hard in your chest, "Are you going to kill him?"

Colby walks up to you, "No. just going to frame him for all of this." He kisses your lips and leans back, "Can you keep this a secret?"

"As long as you promise not to kill me, Mr. Ghostface, because I want to be in the sequel." You smile, biting your lip as he smirks, "we'd never do that."

He turns to Sam, "Let's go."

"Wait. Are you guys going to get hurt?" You walk over to them and Sam sighs, "Just act frantic when you see us next."

You nod, watching them disappear out the window before leaving the room, locking it behind you.

"There you are!" Sophie says causing you to jump. You let out a laugh, "Yeah, so sorry. Sam needed my help with his costume."

"You guys have the weirdest friendship, but that's okay. I'm too drunk to care, now come on." She links her arm with yours and drags you downstairs.

The boys duck down, waiting for Dave to come where they can grab him. He sneaks around the side of the house, peeking into the windows.

He gets back to below the deck area and they jump out, both tackling him.

You felt like you could throw up, and it really wasn't the alcohol. You just walked in to the biggest secret of your life and you can't tell anyone.

It also turned you on. Seeing them do the knife swipe, and taking off their masks, you could have had sex with them right then and there, masks on or off.

"Get.. off.. of - fuck." Dave lands a punch to Colby, knocking his mask to the side. Colby shakes his head, fixing it so it's straight and punches him hard.

Knocking him out completely and that's when Corey runs up, freezing at the scene.

"Stay back. Don't touch him or anything around here." Sam warns and Corey nods, watching in slight horror, but he'd die for his best friends too, so he was on their side instantly.

They drag Dave over to where the bodies are, dressing him in the extra cloak and making sure to use his hands to finger print up the mask and knife.

They thought long and hard about the process of this.

"Now you're going to have to stab me, Colby." Sam looks up and Corey freaks out, "What the fuck. No Sam."

"Fuck." You sigh and Sophie looks at you, "You say something?" You laugh, acting more drunk than you are, you're almost sober now, "I need another drink."

"I have to, Corey. Okay. Just if he wakes up, hit him with this." Colby points to a broken cinder block, "Please."

Sam stands up, "Let me give you a few good punches, the one he gave you isn't enough."

Corey stands there, eyes moving back and forth from the three bodies on the ground and Sam and Colby absolutely kicking the shit out of each other.

You walk over to the counter, pouring yourself some plain soda, your eyes staying on the back door.

"Okay. Now just cut my side then I'll stab you." Colby takes a deep breath, "you have to do it hard enough to slice through this costume."

Sam lays a hand on his shoulder, "I love you, brother." Colby nods, laughing slightly, "I love you, brother."

Soon after Sophie walks up to you, Sam comes barreling through the door, screaming as his costume is soaked in blood.

Your eyes go wide, "Oh my god. Oh my god. Call nine one one." You race over to Sam, sitting him down on the floor as everyone gets their phones out to call, "Sam. Sam." You lay your hands on his cheeks, "Sam, baby. Stay with me."

Colby takes the stuff worn by him and Sam and discards it in the safe place in the woods.

As he limps back, he sees Cory standing over Dave and he drops the cinder block as Colby walks up, "Did he wake up?"

"Yeah, he tried to get up but I fucking cracked him in the back of the head." Corey wraps his arm around Colby and slowly walks him towards the house.

"Thank you." Colby whispers and Corey nods, "We're never going to talk about this. Ever."

You turn, screaming, "Someone get me towels!"

Sophie comes running over, arms filled with towels and she falls down next to you, "What the fuck?" She looks over him, ripping over his costume to reveal that he was stabbed in the abdomen.

Sam's eyes stay on yours, "y/n."

With tear filled eyes you look into his as you hold pressure on his stomach, "Stay with me Sam. I'm right here." You look up, "Where's Colby?"

"Let's just wait here.. give it a few minutes." Colby looks at Corey, "You need to let me lay one on you. You can't go in there looking like you weren't involved."

Corey sighs, "Don't fucking kill me."

Colby smirks and moves back, "Ready?"

Corey nods and Colby swings, connecting his fist to Corey's cheek bone and he bites down on his hand, muffling his yell, "Fuck."

"H-he was.. taking.. down the.. killer.. I don't.." Sam coughs and you rest your head against his, "It's okay. It's okay."

After waiting at the bottom of the steps for a little, Corey helps Colby up each step, still slightly dazed from Colby's punch.

Someone walks out, immediately helping Corey get Colby inside.

"Are the cops coming?" Sophie screams out, "Fucking hell."

"I found Colby." Corey says dragging him in with someone else, "Xander and Eli are dead."

Sophie stands up, "What the fuck did you just say?"

"Sophie." You groan as you take over holding pressure on Sam's wound, "You still with me?" You look at Sam and his breathing is quickened, "I'm.. always.. with you.."

"Corey set him down here. Is stabbed, too?" You motion for him to be set down next to Sam, "Colbs. Hey. Hey, you with us?"

"Fucker gashed my side.." he groans, "Busted up my face." Colby laughs slightly which quickly turns into wince, "He killed Xander and Eli was still breathing but.. I don't think... he made it.. I tried.."

"Cops are here!"

Everyone makes a path and officer Stevens comes rushing in, immediately calling for medical, "Y/n. Hey, tell me what happened."

You wipe your tears on the sleeve of your costume, keeping your hands on Sam, "I-I don't know." You start to sob, "Please help them."

He nods and lays a hand on your shoulder, "Not much longer, okay? Can you tell me what happened?"

"I-I was getting a drink.." you look down at Sam who's staring up at you, still breathing quickly, "And Sam came rushing in, all bloody and screaming." You hang your head down and shake your head.

"There two more out there, dead.. and we knocked the killer out, officer." Corey looks up at him and Stevens snaps his head, "Did you just- he's out there?"

Corey nods, "I went out, now I'm not going to lie, I went out to smoke weed eith them, and that's when I found Colby fighting with this guy in a black cape thing with a weird ass mask on. He had a knife and was swiping it at Colby. I freaked out, came up behind him and hit him on the head with a cinder block so he might be dead too honestly."

"Oh fuck, okay. Well good job, son." Stevens looks at Colby, "Are you hurt? I mean other than your face, are you stabbed?"

Colby groans, "He sliced my side up pretty good." Corey fixed his hands to keep pressure on his side, causing him to wince, "Fuck."

"It looks like this nightmare is over." He stands up, making his way past a screaming and crying Sophie who's being help back by two other people.

You look at Sam, "You're going to be okay." You run your hand over his blonde hair, painting it red, "Fuck, sorry."

"S'ok-ay." He rests his head back against the wall and closes his eyes.

"Sam. Sam. No no no no." You tap his cheek and he opens his eyes, "You gotta stay with me. You can't do that. Okay. Do you hear me? I need you to stay alive. Fight for me."

He nods slowly, "I lo-love y-you."

You lean in, gently kissing his lips, "I love you. I love you so so much. Please don't die on me."

"Medical!"

You look over your shoulder seeing two gurneys being wheeled in, "Ma'am, watch out." You stand up, moving backwards as other people lay their hands on you. Your eyes don't leave Sam as they work on him.

Colby's eyes are on you and you look at him. He gives you a quick wink and you shake your head, "You're going to be okay. I'll go to the hospital, I'll be there."

They wheel Sam out, then get Colby and take him out behind him..

"Do you need medical attention?" You shake your head, "No. no I'm okay." You walk over to Sophie, "I'm so sorry."

"It was Dave." She sobs, "Dave killed every one." She falls into you and you cry, "It's over. It's over Soph." She sobs, "Eli.. no." You slowly go down to the floor as she clings to you, sobbing.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so so so sorry." You stare at the wall, darkness creeping into you, you weren't sorry. Eli and Xander, well, they got their karma.

"Come on. We need to go to the hospital."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

"This isn't going to be easy to hear, Ms. Y/l/n." Officer Stevens says sitting down infront of you.

Your mind instantly goes to Sam not making it. They took you from the hospital while Sam was in surgery, it wasn't major but it was still absolutely terrifying for you.

Colby on the other hand wasn't up talking, all he needed was a handful of stitches in both his face and side, but he's a tough guy, so he'll make it.

"Is Sam okay?" You ask leaning forward.

"Oh yeah, yeah. We just got word that he's out and being moved to recovery." Officer Stevens says, "So he's fine, but that's not why we brought you here."

You nod, nervously shaking your leg, "Okay."

"We found.. evidence.. a lot of evidence that you were Dave Tylers main target." He looks at you and you freeze, "What?"

"In his home, when my team searched it, we found multiple, and I mean pictures from when you were born all the way up until two days ago when you were at the Halloween store on Foster." He pauses and takes a deep breath, "There was also a detailed plan, to which I can only assume, was for kidnapping you."

You cover your face, "Oh my god."

Stevens continues, "He also had pictures of Sam, Colby, Nina, Levi, Noel, Henry, Sophie, Xander, Eli, and a few others that I'm sure he would have killed if it wasn't for what happened last night."

You could feel the vomit in your stomach working your way up so you run to the trash can, barely making it.

Stevens gets up, opening the door, "Can I get some water please? Thank you." He walks over, holding your hair back for you as you cough, "Oh my god."

"I know, I know. Just get it out." He rubs your back, "Are you alright?" You stand up, laughing slightly, "I-I guess. I mean how does one really react to hearing something like that?"

You wipe your mouth on the sleeve of your sweatshirt, your costume still underneath, "He.." you look up at Stevens, "I never liked being around him. That's why i moved.. to get away from him. He was everywhere I went I just.." tears well up in your eyes, "My dad trusted him."

Stevens nods, "I can only imagine the pain you feel right now. I just want to apologize for myself, personally. The day that Sam showed up at the store I was in with Dave.." he sighs, "He was bad mouthing Sam and Colby.. I defended them but I feel like I could have done more."

You shake your head, "Officer Stevens, you stood up for them and for me, that means a lot. You had no idea he was actually behind some plan to-" you lay your hand over your mouth, closing your eyes as tears fall down your cheeks.

Another officer brings in a water, handing it to Stevens who then hands it to you, "Here, sweetheart."

You take the water, "Thank you." You sniffle as you crack it open, washing out the puke taste, "I just.. I didn't ever think he would have done something like this."

Stevens nods, "Now, we are going to have to charge Sam, Colby, and Corey with possession of weed, but other than that, I hope that you all can move past this."

"Can I ask a question, and by all means you can tell me to get bent, but.." you look at him, "Did he admit to it? The murders?"

Stevens sighs, "Between you and me, he's saying that it was Sam and Colby, but I don't believe him. All the evidence points directly to him and honestly.." Stevens chuckles, "I told him that I don't think two YouTubers could pull off something this advanced, and I stand by that."

You laugh slightly, "That's ridiculous."

He nods, "That's exactly what I said." He shakes his head, "Do you have any more questions for?"

Noel pops into your head, "Did Noel actually kill herself?"

"Unfortunately, we can only really prove that her death was a suicide. There was no foul play detected."

You hold your breath, closing your eyes as you imagine her taking her own life, "That just.. isn't like her.."

"I'm sorry if that isn't what you wanted to hear." Stevens reaches over and lays a hand on yours, "If you need anything. And I mean anything at all, just let us know. We're so sorry we couldn't have stopped him sooner."

You nod, sniffling, "Can I just get a ride back to the hospital, I'd like to see Sam as soon as I can."

He nods, "Of course. I'll take you over myself."

He stands up and walks over to the door, you grab your water, shoving it in your hoodie pocket along with your hands and you follow him out to his squad car.

He opens the door for you and you slide in, buckling up as he walks around to get in.

"You good?" You look at him through the cage and nod, "Yep. Thank you."

He nods and takes you back to the hospital where you practically race through to get to Sam's room. You stop, seeing Sam and Colby in their beds next to each other.

"There she is." Sam's voice is raspy but being asleep for so long, "My little lifesaver."

You walk over, sitting on his bed, "You scared me." You run your hand through his hair and he closes his eyes.

"How did the questioning go?" Colby asks and you look over at him. Sam tilts his head up, "You went to the station?"

You nod, "Yeah, they had information for me and.." you laugh slightly, "I threw up over it."

"You.. wait, what did they say?" Colby tries to lean forward but groans.

You move to the chair in between them, "Well for ones you guys and Corey are getting a weed charge which is stupid in my opinion but that's not why I threw up."

You take a deep breath, cringing at the thought, "I guess Dave, as what officer Stevens said, had a shrine for me."

"A shrine?" Sam asks furrowing his brows, "What the fuck?"

You nod, "Yeah, I guess he had baby pictures of me and then ones of me at the Halloween store the other day."

"Sick fuck." Colby groans, "Why would he-"

"Oh just wait." You cut him off, "He also had pictures of Nina and Levi, Sophie and Eli, Noel and Henry, all of us, and a detailed plan to kidnap me basically. He said if it wasn't for what happened last night, there would probably be more bodies today."

"That's honestly so crazy to hear." Sam groans as he shifts around slightly, "I'm just glad you're okay."

"Me? I'm glad you guys are okay. You could have died fighting him off the way you did." A smirk plays with your lips and they both smile.

"We were just trying to protect our girl, I knew how much of a fuckface he was." Sam shakes his head, "He's lucky I didn't kill him right then and there."

You smile and lean over, "You just need to worry about getting better so I can thank my boys properly." You wink and lean back just as the nurse comes in to check on them.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

A few weeks go by of the boys recovering, and luckily they didn't suffer any major damages so they were back to their normal selves in no time.

You peak into the room, "How you doing?"

Sam turns around and smiles, "I'm alright, how are you?"

You nod, "I'm alright. I have a surprise for you." He raises his eyebrows, "Oh yeah?" You nod, "Yeah. Close your eyes."

Sam complies and you step in, wearing the cat woman costume that they never got to take off of you like you wanted them to.

Colby follows behind you, holding both him and Sam's ghostface masks in his hand.

"Open."

Sam opens his eyes and he looks from you to Colby, What the hell is this."

You walk over and gently drag the prop whip over his chest, "Just thought I'd thank you guys for putting your lives on the line for me." You lean down, gently pressing kisses along his neck.

"What's with those?" He asks pointing to Colby and you smile, "You guys looked so hot in those, I figured you could wear them while treating me like a helpless victim."

You've peaked Sam's interest, "Have we unlocked a new kink?" He turns his chair to you, "That's not surprising."

You smirk and sit on his lap, "You don't have to wear it the whole time, just until I rip it off of you."

"What did you say to me that night?" Colby walks up, handing Sam his mask, "Something about killing you?"

You smirk and look up at Colby, "I said, please don't kill me Mr. Ghostface. I wanna be in the sequel."

Colby smirks and looks at Sam.

"Alright." He taps your leg, "Go lay on the bed."

You get up, skipping to the bed quickly and laying on your stomach as you face them. Sam takes his mask from Colby and turn towards you.

You bite your lip, watching in awe at how in sync they really are. Without telling each other, they slip their masks on and walk over to you.

Sam stands infront of you, Colby moves to the other side, sliding his hands up and down your legs. You roll onto your back, "You wanna play psycho killer?"

Sam nods slowly, staring down at you as he smirks behind his mask.

You lick your lips, moving to to sit up on your knees, then resting back on your calves as you look at Colby, "Can I be the helpless victim?"

Colby nods slowly, smirking behind his mask.

Your voice is whiney as you pretend to beg, pulling Sam down infront of you, "Please don't kill me, Mr. Ghostface.." you pull Colby down next to Sam, "I wanna be in the sequel."

Colby chuckles and pushes you to lay back. You move your legs out and Colby pulls out a knife, two actually, and hands one to Sam.

Your heart skips a beat and you gasp as you feel the cool metal rest on your fishnet covered legs, "Are you going to hurt me?" You ask in that fake whimper tone, "I'd really like it if you did."

Colby's hand moves to your throat and squeezes. You let out a whimper and smile slowly up at him, "Harder."

His grip tightens and you let out a squeaked moan.

Sam takes his knife and cuts open your fishnets, one strand at a time. A shiver of excitement goes through your body each time the knife grazes your skin.

He gets to the crotch part of your costume, slicing through it with ease, exposing your bare pussy underneath.

Colby lets go, leaning back as he watches Sam slice up the costume, revealing your bare breasts.

Sam drags the knife down the center of your body, in between your boobs, and down your stomach. He presses the side of the blade against your clit and you gasp, "Fuck."

Sam's voice is low, "Such a bad, bad girl."

You nod, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth, "uh huh."

"I think she deserves punishing." Sam looks over at Colby and he looks to Sam, "definitely."

They get up, taking their masks off to they can slip off their shirts.

You don't even have to tell them to put their masks back on, they just do it and go back to you. They move you so you're laying vertically on the bed. Your head is hanging off the bed and Sam works to undo his belt.

Colby's hand move to spread your legs and his fingers rub up and down your soaked and needy cunt.

You let out a moan as Colby sinks two fingers in, curling them as he drags the tip of the knife gently up your leg.

"F-fuck." You arch your back, squeezing his fingers, "Yes, yes yes."

Sam frees his cock and reaches down with his hand to tilt your head back. You comply and open your mouth, trying to relax for what was to come, but it was hard when Colby's fingers were pumping in and out of you.

"So close." You gasp, "Fuck, fuck."

Sam rubs the head of his against your tongue before sliding it in, moaning out lowly behind the mask, "Fuck."

You clench around Colby's fingers, moans muffled by Sam's cock.

Colby taps the knife against your clit, causing your legs to tense up each time. Your eyes roll back and your back lifts up off of the bed.

Sam pulls his cock out, letting you breathe and you moan loudly as you squeeze your thighs shut on Colby's arm, "fuck fuck fuck."

You relax your thighs and Sam brings his hands to knead your boobs and play with your nipples. Colby pulls his hand away, slipping his hand under his mask to taste you in his fingers.

He groans and rips his mask off, dropping down to press his mouth to your pussy, slipping his tongue in and gasp out, quickly followed by a moan, "F-Fuck."

You lay a hand on his hand but Sam takes it away, pinning it to the bed as he reinserts his cock into your mouth, pushing as far in as he can.

He thrusts his hips and you wrap your lips around the tip each time he pulls out.

Sam pulls his cock out dropping down to get face to face with you. You stare up at him, fighting to keep your eyes open as Colby devours you.

"Enjoy it, baby." Sam says lowly, "You look so fucking beautiful."

You reach up, taking the mask off of him and dropping it beside him. He smirks at you, "Does that feel good?" Sam picks up the knife and drags it up your arm to your shoulder.

You nod, whimpering out a quiet, "Yes."

"Louder." Sam commands as he presses the knife to your throat. Colby pins your hips down as he can tell you're getting closer again.

"Yes." You moan out loudly, "fuck, yes!"

"That a girl, let Colby know how good of a job he's doing." Sam leans down, kissing you as he drags the flat side against your neck.

He pulls away, standing up and moving to the end of the bed so he can watch Colby have his way with you.

Colby digs his fingers into you and you throw your legs over his shoulders, digging your heels into his back, "fuck fuck fuck." You say quickly as you look over at Sam.

He's standing there, arms crossed, moving the knife between his fingers as his eyes move up and down your body.

Colby groans against you, and your eyes roll back, orgasm taking control.

You tangle your fingers in his hair, screaming out as he continues to eat you out.

"C-col-colbs." You gasp out as your body twitches, "Fuck." He crawls up your body, attaching his lips to yours.

You make out as he rolls you over so you're straddling him. You sit up to find Sam behind you, his hand gently rests on your neck, "How bad do you want us?"

"So bad." You whimper out as you turn your head slightly, "So, so bad baby."

Colby sits up, placing his hands on your hips as he kisses your chest, "You're not scared of us?"

You look down at him and smile, "Not one bit."

"Why's that?" Colby tilts his head, "Why aren't you scared?"

You look at Colby and turn to look at Sam, "Because you killed for me."

"And we'd do it again." Sam turns your head and kisses you deeply. He runs the knife up your back and you shiver, "I like that."

"Us killing for you or the knife, baby?" Sam whispers and you smirk, "Both."

"Speaking of both.." Colby turns your head down to him, "How would you feel about taking us both?"

Sam leans in, kissing your neck, "At the same time."

You nod quickly, moaning as they kiss over your skin, leaving little bite marks all over.

"Lay down for me baby." Colby moves you off of him and you lay down, watching as they both strip away their pants and boxers.

Colby smirks as he grabs the mask, slipping it back on and pulls you towards him. He rubs the tip of his cock against you, "Beg."

You move your hips, but Colby pins them down and Sam lays next to you, whispering, "Not gunna work, baby. Beg like he said." He drags the knife under your boobs, biting his lip as he watches you.

Your breath hitches, "please.. please."

Colby shakes his head, "Louder."

You gasp as he slips the head of his cock in and stops, "Fuck, Colby please. Please!" You arch your back, moaning louder, "Please!"

He pushes his cock in, causing you to go almost silent. You gasp out quietly, "Fuck."

Sam leans in, taking your nipple into his mouth. He hums against your skin as his tongue flicks your nipple.

Your hand goes to Sam's hair, gently pulling as Colby thrusts slow and deep. You look up at him, keeping your eyes on the mask until they trail down his bare chest.

"Fuck." You whimper, "So fucking good."

Colby grips your thighs, picking up his speed which makes your eyes roll back, "Fuck, fuck. Yes! Yes!"

Sam kisses up to your lips, swallowing each of your moans with ease, "I need to be in you so fucking bad." He gets up and walks around to Colby.

Colby stops and pulls out, he takes his mask off and lays down next to you, "C'mere babe."

His hands find their place on your hips, guiding you as you sink back down into his cock, your moans mixing with his.

"Bend over." Sam pushes you forward so your face to face with Colby. You can feel Sam spit and rub his thumb over your ass.

You gasp as you feel him slip his thumb in, stretching you out a little.

"Relax, sweetheart." Sam lays a hand on your lower back as he pulls his thumb out and slips two fingers in, spreading them slightly, "Does that feel good?"

You nod quickly, "yes, yes fuck yes."

Colby lays a hand on your cheek, biting his lip as he stares up at you, "such a good girl."

You smile and flutter your eyes close as Sam pulls his fingers out, "Please." You grip the sheets by Colby's head, trying to stay relaxed as Sam spits more and rubs his cock against you.

"Eyes on me baby." Colby rubs your cheek gently, "you're going to look so fucking hot taking both of us."

You smile slightly as you look at him, biting down on your lip hard as Sam starts to push in.

You whimper slightly, pain mixing with the pleasure, "Fuck, fuck, oh fuck."

"Doing so fucking good, baby." Sam rubs your hip as he slowly thrusts in and out, "Fuck.. fuck.." Sam groans and tilts his head back, "You feel so fucking good."

Your head drops down onto Colby's shoulder, "Fuck, Colby. I need you to m-move."

Colby grips your hips and thrusts upward, matching the speed of Sam's.

You entered a whole new world of pleasure. Your head was spinning, "F-fuck." You lift your head up to plant your lips onto Colby's.

Sam groans, "you're gonna make me cum." He slows down his thrusts, "Fuck."

You whimper against Colby's lips, "You both make me feel so, so good."

Colby bites his lip, "I've been holding it off. I wanted to cum as soon as I put my cock in you."

"Cum with us, baby." Sam brings a hand down, slapping it against your ass cheek, "Hold it." You clenched around both of them, "F-fuck."

You wanted to cum so bad, the double pleasure makes your body feel weak.

Sam slowly starts to thrust, along with Colby, building up speed. Sam reaches up, grabbing a fistful of your hair and you moan, "S-Sam."

Colby lays there, watching your face twist with pleasure, "Sam. She's not going to be able to hold it much longer."

"Fuck, me either." Sam groans and picks up the pace, railing into you, same as Colby.

You scream out into the crook of Colby's neck, "Fuck, fuck, yes!"

"Almost there baby. Being such a good girl." Colby moans, "Just a little bit.. longer." He groans and tilts his head back, fingertips digging into your hips beside Sam's, "Fuck, you're incredible."

You can't hold it any longer. Your body shakes as you cum, clenching around both of their cocks at the same time. You were spinning again, unable to make words, just a constant string of whimpers and loud moans.

Colby was next to cum, Sam directly after.

You moaned loudly as you felt them both fill you completely, their moans mixing with yours as they come down.

"Shit." Sam sighs and rubs your lower back. Colby brushes hair from your face and kisses your cheek, rubbing your hips with his hands, "You okay?" He asks quietly and you nod, "Mhm."

Sam bites his lip, trying to pull out as quick as possible without hurting you. You whimper as he slips out, and bite your lip as you lift yourself off of Colby.

You lay next to him as Sam goes and starts the shower.

"Can you tell me about how you did it?"

Colby looks at you surprised, at first, but then he smirks, "If you really wanna know, yeah."

You nod and Sam comes back into the room. He looks at you and Colby, "What?" Colby chuckles and nods towards you, "She want to know."

Sam bites his lip and smirks, nodding towards the door, "Let's go then."

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3rd Day - long day, long night (Scene 3)/4th Day

And we have reached day 4! We are past the lock in point, 100% we are on the Heaven's Feel route now!

I―――can't abandon someone who needs help. Emiya Shirou has chosen to live like that. And most importantly… I can't leave the girl who fought to protect me.

"All right, Berserker. She will regenerate, so violate her after you chop her head off." Berserker resumes his action. I―――

"Y-Youuuuuuuuuu…!!" I run with all my strength. There's no way I can do anything against that monster. So the least I can do is to push Saber away and save her from Berserker's attack――――

"――Huh?" I fall. Why…? I was going to push Saber away, get Saber away from Berserker, and think about what to do after that, so why…?

"Ga――ha…." Why? Why am I on the ground, unable to breathe?

"…!?" …I hear shocked voices. First is from Saber, who is right in front of me. And Tohsaka is astonished at a distance. And for some reason, Ilya, who is looking down at me dumbfounded, is also surprised.

"…Hu… h?" I'm missing my stomach. I'm on the ground. On the asphalt are a small amount of blood compared to the wound, soft-looking organs, bones, and many things like that.

"…I see. How stupid of me." In short, I didn't make it in time. Yes―――it was impossible to push Saber out of the way, so I just shielded her. And my stomach was blown out by that sword.

"―――Guh." Geez, I'm ashamed of myself for failing even in a situation like this. I've been working hard to become a superhero, but I keep making mistakes when it really counts.

"―――Why?" The silver-haired girl asks in a daze.

After standing there dumbfolded for a while, "…That's enough. This is boring." Without finishing off Saber, she calls Berserker back.

"―――Rin, I'll kill you if I see you again." The girl leaves. After watching her leave, my vision cuts out.

My consciousness fades away. I really can't recover this time. I was somehow saved when I was killed by Lancer, but that won't happen again. There's probably no magic that can save a person who has lost most of their stomach.

"…W-What were you thinking!? Don't you know I can't save you again…!?"

I hear an angry voice. It's probably Tohsaka. She seems really angry, and I'm sorry.

But it can't be helped. It's not like I can do everything like Tohsaka. All I could use was my body. …So that's why… The only thing I could do was to use my body to shield Saber.

Interlude 3-0

There's a sound. It's hard to determine if the sound is someone crying or something being dragged. The sound is all there is. There are only decaying things here. The stone walls are fragile like rotten trees, and the air is sweet like honey. The living things on the floor are melted like ripe fruit, and even time is rotten and meaningless here.

This space is worn out after a long period of time. This darkness is the grave of all that were not mourned for, because of the tenacity of a certain bloodline.

"―――It seems all seven have gathered."

In the center of the decay wiggles the largest decay. The sound of worms and the smell of rotten meat. The master of this basement room is rotten but alive, and swarmed by the otherworldly worms. The worms that crawl up his feet suck on the skin at the ankles and use their suckers to consume the meat and burrow into it.

There aren't merely a hundred or so of these swarming worms. If a human were swarmed by this black carpet, they would not even last a minute. A human would have all their meat and bones taken by the worms and would crumble as a boneless skin.

"Not enough. These worms need to be replaced soon."

But the thing does not crumble. No, the more the worms enter his body through the ankles, the more complete his body becomes. ―――That thing is not being consumed by the worms. The worms swarming the room are the ones being eaten. The amount stored will last a hundred years. If this is something that eats only worms, it means that much more life is already guaranteed.

"There are still more chances to come. It does not mean this is the last chance. If the conditions aren't perfect, I should restrict myself to just watching, but…"

"Well," says the figure with a smile. The "place" this time is far from perfect. The hole is opening less than ten years after the last battle. The supervisor, the priest, has two Servants, and the Servant residing at the Ryudou Temple has summoned a Servant herself. The conditions are not good. The grail that would be filled in such an unstable battle would be far from perfect. Even if the gate is opened, it would not be possible to reach inside it.

"Then I should just restrict myself to observing, but unfortunately, the pieces I have are well-suited."

The condition to fight for the Holy Grail is terrible. But one thing―――that "thing" created after a lot of work has been completed perfectly. It shall reach it once it is open. It shall definitely reach the Holy Grail if it makes no mistake in the procedure. After all, it has had the content of the Holy Grail planted within it. It is a cellular tool that has been contaminated by the Holy Grail for the past ten years. So as things with the same origin, it is only natural they will attract each other.

"…Heh, there is a next time for me, but that thing won't last long. I received it as an afterbirth, but I never thought it would turn out this well."

That thing prepared as an experiment is so suitable you could call it perfect. It was planned to be disposable, but if it can be used, it should be. Either way, it is something that was planned to be disposed of. Even if it is destroyed in battle, it does not change the fact that it will be disposed.

"―――Then, there is only one problem. How I will motivate it."

The prepared "compatible work" hates conflict. It would be simple if its mind could be taken over, but the work's mental barrier is stronger than expected. Well, one with a strong Magic Circuit was what was wished for. So it is only natural for it to be strong against a poison that tries to violate the self. Should it be the obedient doll or the superior pupil? As long as the latter is decided, controlling it is out of the question.

"―――Once is fine. If there is a small opening, it will seek the Holy Grail on its own, but…"

Creating that small opening is the hard part. It does not have a mentality that will break down under external pressure. If it did, it would have broken already eleven years ago. That thing is the strongest fortress that has no blade to strike back. Then, what will break it must come from within. Its emotions will become the key to change it.

"―――You're here. Then I shall create that small opening."

Footsteps echo through the darkness. The appearing person walks to the worms in the middle of the decay, and… "Do I have to kill every Master?"[r] And asks the anticipated question.

"――――――――"

Of course, it does not need to answer such a question. All Masters must be killed. We must take away all Servants. That is the idea swirling in this basement. But pushing that aside…

"If you say so, it cannot be helped. Then I shall restrict myself to observation this time."

The thing says so. A voice of relief and a relaxed air. After giving a kind smile that has no intention of fighting,

"But it is a bit annoying if that is the case. Out of all the Masters, the daughter of Tohsaka is pretty well-made. If there is a winner, it will probably be her."

It murmurs disappointedly. "――――――――"[r] The slack air returns. A small change―――a faint emotion of evil fills the room. The one that disliked conflict was moved by that one word. It is built on that small movement. A small crack. A small opening that should not be opened, which the thing itself does not notice.

"―――Kuh."

The rotten meat laughs. Swarmed by worms and still rotting, it continues to laugh, still holding a human shape.

Interlude Out

4th Day - Avenger

This is a story from a winter five years ago.

It was a night with a beautiful moon. I wasn't doing anything, just watching the moon with Kiritsugu. Even though it was winter, the air wasn't cold. The corridor was a little chilly, but it was a good night to enjoy the moon.

Back then, Kiritsugu didn't leave the house often. Not going outside, he would just laze around the house carelessly. …I regret it even now, thinking back to it. Why didn't I notice that it was like the actions of an animal that knows its time of death?

"I wanted to be a superhero when I was a child." Suddenly. That man, himself a superhero in my child's eyes, said that as if yearning for it.

"What? What do you mean by 'wanted'? Did you give up?" I became angry and asked him. Kiritsugu laughed apologetically and looked up at the sky.

"Yes, unfortunately. Being a hero is a time-limited thing, and it becomes hard to call yourself that when you grow up. I wish I'd found that out earlier." I agreed with that. I didn't know why, but I thought it couldn't be wrong if Kiritsugu said it.

"I see. Then I guess it couldn't be helped." "Yeah. It really couldn't be helped." Kiritsugu answers. So of course, my response was determined.

"Yeah, it can't be helped, so I'll take your place. It's impossible since you're an adult, but it should be all right for me. Let me take on your dream."

"―――I'll make it come true."

Before I could finish, my father laughed. He made a face like he didn't even need to hear the rest. After breathing in, Emiya Kiritsugu said… "Yeah―――I'm relieved." He quietly closed his eyes and ended his life.

I did not cry because he looked so calm, as if he would wake up the next morning. It must also have to do with the fact that I'm used to seeing death. I just silently looked up at the winter moon and my sleeping father.

There were no sounds of insects in the garden. All was silent. In the bright night, I remember only my eyes burning. I did not cry out, nor did I feel sad. But I could not stop my tears until the moon sank.

That is the story from a winter five years ago. Perhaps I cried ten years worth of tears, since after that, there was nothing.

Fuji-Nee's father planned the funeral, and I started living in this house by myself. Even though Kiritsugu was gone, nothing changed. Emiya Shirou would become a superhero like Emiya Kiritsugu, so there was no time to be playing around.

――――Yes. I never said it, but I clearly remember it. The figure of the man who saved a lone boy from an inferno. Emiya Kiritsugu held up the dying child and said "thank you".

Since then, he was the subject of my admiration. No one saved me. I couldn't save anyone. In it all, I was saved, and a person was there to save me. ―――That's why I decided to become like him.

Become a superhero, so that I could save people and let no one be killed… just like him. Kiritsugu died peacefully, leaving me his dream of becoming a superhero himself.

It's only natural for a child to succeed his father. Emiya Shirou must become a superhero and save someone just like the old me.

I swore that oath as a child. To fulfill the dream of the man I admired most.

…But honestly, I don't get it. What this superhero thing is supposed to be, how to become one, how to make everyone happy like Kiritsugu always said… and I became this thing called a Master and things like the blond-haired girl following me around is confusing my head and really―――

"……!" When I open my eyes, I'm in a familiar room. "What, I'm in my own room?" As soon as I speak, I start to feel terribly sick. "…Ugh… it tastes bad… in my mouth…" I taste blood. Maybe it was filling my mouth, but I breathe in thick air.

"―――" I'm not sure why I feel like this. I feel really sick to my stomach, so I want to go to the bathroom and wash my face.

"――――All right." I get up. I feel dizzy. I almost fall and support myself by putting a hand against the wall. "…Ugh." The nausea increases when I move. …No, this is more like pain than nausea.

My body is heavy and it feels like my stomach is turning every time I move. Maybe someone would feel like this if they had burning lead poured into their stomach. "…Ugh… Imagining that gives me a headache." I wipe the sweat off my forehead and wobble out of my room.

"…All right. I feel better now." I wash my face and wipe the sweat off my body. "…?" There are bandages wrapped around my stomach for some reason. I can't recall anything about them, so I leave them be for now.

"…I'm hungry. I wonder if there are any leftovers…" Even though my stomach feels terrible, it seems my body wants energy.

"Guh…" Putting my mind into it, I start to walk along the wall. I still feel dizzy, and my body feels dull. "Ow―――Owww―――" I walk forward, crying out miserably. …Really, what did I do before going to bed? I don't remember any training that could have caused this pain.

I reach the living room. Sakura and Fuji-Nee must be at school. There's no breakfast prepared in the living room, and there's none of Fuji-Nee's loudness. The living room is quiet, like an ordinary Sunday――― "Good morning. I'm afraid I came in without asking you, Emiya-kun." ――No, it's not.

"Wha―――!?" Tohsaka Rin is sitting on a cushion. Her calmness makes me think I'm the guest in this house and not her. Yeah, that's why I'm even more surprised.

"……" I don't know how to answer her, so I sit down. And then, I take a deep breath and ask,

"Tohsaka, why…" "Hold on. Could you apologize first? I can't calm down until I hear an apology for last night." I don't even have time to ask her why she's here.

Tohsaka is glaring at me like she's really mad. It seems she's really angry about last night, but what happened―――?

"―――Hold on." I recall it now. That's right, why am I so relaxed? I tried to save Saber and… Berserker blew away my stomach.

"…Ugh." The nausea returns. I feel a chill, remembering the feeling of having a hole in my body. Something in my stomach moves. It makes me feel sick. It makes me feel sick, but that proves I'm still alive.

Wait, that's weird. Shouldn't that have been instant death for me?

"―――That's strange. Why the hell am I alive?" "Do you remember? The stupid thing you did last night? If you do, then please reflect upon your actions."

Tohsaka lets out a "hmph" as she scolds me. …Huh, that's really annoying. My head, which was frozen by the fact that Tohsaka is here, finally resumes activity again.

"What are you saying? There was nothing else to do at the time! Oh… well, it does look stupid if you just look at the results, but I was going to do it better. So it wasn't a mistake." I protest, glaring at her.

"…Hmph." W-What? Why is she sighing?

"Didn't I tell you Servants disappear if their Master is killed? It's crazy to try to protect your Servant."

"Look, Saber will disappear if you're killed. If you want to save Saber, think of a way to do so from a safe place. …Geez, don't you understand that protecting your Servant with your life is just meaningless?"

"It's not that I protected her with my life. I tried to save her, and it just happened to work out like that. I didn't think things would end up like that either." I did think I would be killed if I went near that monster, but that's a different matter.

"…I see. You seem to be misunderstanding." As if she's read my mind, she sulks even more.

"Look, Emiya-kun. I'll come out and say it. I didn't take you to the church to help you win. I was trying to help you stay alive even if you were left on your own. It seems you didn't understand that part of it."

"Help me stay alive…?" "That's right. You shouldn't take risks if you realize that a loss equals your death. You seem to be someone who would walk out at night by yourself even in a situation like this. If I threatened you, I thought you wouldn't take risks and you might get through this."

"I see. I didn't notice that." So that's why she's complaining to me about not realizing that and running at Berserker.

"…? So why are you mad, Tohsaka? It shouldn't bother you if I'm the one that made the mistake."

"Of course it bothers me! You made me worry for a whole night!"

Tohsaka loses her temper. …But I see. Honestly, I'm happy she's worrying about me. Looking at the situation, it seems Tohsaka was the one who treated my injuries.

"I see. I guess you helped me out. Thank you." I bow my head to show my thanks and apologize. "――――"

"Heh, if you undersand, then we'll let it slide. If you've learned from this, then think before acting next time."

Tohsaka looks away. Her gesture is snappy, but it seems she's in a good mood again.

"Then we're done with what happened last night. I'll move on to the main topic, but which do you want to talk about? Last night or something serious?"

"…?" Tohsaka starts a conversation as if it's natural to do so. Her straight-forwardness surprises me, but thinking about it, she came here for a reason.

If she didn't have business with me, she would have gone home already. What is it that Tohsaka, my enemy, wants to discuss in her enemy's territory?

I'm interested in that, and I also want to know what happened last night. It's stupid not to ask, so I―――

"I want to know what happened yesterday first." "That's right. Knowing the current situation comes first. Wow, you're pretty smart." Smiling in satisfaction, Tohsaka describes yesterday's events.

It seems that Berserker left after I lost consciousness. She tells me that my body started to heal itself, and that it looked fine after about ten minutes. And she says she brought me here since I didn't regain consciousness even after my wound healed, and that's where we are right now.

"The important thing is you survived on your own. I did help, but it was your own power that healed you. Don't mistake that part." "It seems that way from what you told me. So you didn't heal it?"

"Of course not. I can't do anything like revive a dying person any more. Emiya Shirou himself healed his own wounds."

"―――Hm." What can I do, now that she said that? My stomach is certainly healed, but I have doubts about Tohsaka's story. I can't use healing magic, let alone revival magic.

"Then the cause must be the Servant. Your Servant must be really powerful, or something went wrong during the summoning. …Well, I think it's both, but I think some kind of line formed between you two."

"A line? You mean like the karmic line connecting a familiar and a magus?"

"Oh, so you have a working knowledge of familiars? Then this should be easy to explain. In other words, Emiya-kun and Saber's relationship is not a normal relationship like the one between a normal master and their familiar.

"It looks like Saber has natural healing powers, so some of that may be flowing into you. Normally, the magus's power flows into the familiar, but in your case, the familiar's power is flowing into you and helping you out."

"…Hmmm. So putting it simply, it's like a river flowing upstream?" "That's a good way to put it. It is not naturally possible, but I bet Saber's magical energy is so great that it can even change the flow of a river. That's the only reason she is able to go against Berserker with her small size."

"Not naturally possible… then is the relationship between you and Archer that of a normal magus and familiar?" "Yes. He doesn't listen to much of what I say, but we do still have such a relationship."

"The connection between a Servant and a Master is like that of gasoline and an engine. We provide the magical energy, and the Servant uses it. ……Well, I guess there have been some Masters who shared their physical bodies with their Servants to obtain false immortality. Not dying until their Servants are dead, something like that… hey, are you listening, Emiya-kun?"

"Huh…? Yeah, I'm listening. Then, are you saying most wounds on my body will heal even if I don't do anything?"

"Using your Servant's magical energy. I don't know how, but I'm sure the cause is in Saber's materialization. I know you haven't learned the curse of self-healing." "Of course not. My father never taught me anything that difficult."

"No, I mean that if that's the case, I've nothing to worry about. Don't worry about it, it has nothing to do with you."

"…?" What is it? Tohsaka's words are indirect and hard to follow.

"Oh well. Just don't do anything too reckless. It's good that you survived this time, but you won't survive if you get hurt like that again. You shouldn't get optimistic and think that you'll survive any major injury."

"I understand. I feel bad about getting hurt and having Saber helping me."

"Idiot, that's not the reason. I'm sure you're not just using Saber's magical energy to heal your wounds. ―――You're definitely using something. I don't know what it is… your life span, your luck, or your savings account, but you're definitely using something up." Tohsaka gives a "hmph" once again. I feel the same way, but…

"Tohsaka, isn't my savings account completely unrelated?" "Of course it's related! Magic uses up your money, so it's something that drains your money the more you use it! I won't allow myself to be wrong!" Tohsaka Rin erupts with the fire of a personal grudge.

It's strange. The more I talk with her, the more I understand this is the real Tohsaka Rin, and that the Tohsaka at school is just a mask she puts on. …No, it's something I realized already yesterday.

"Well, putting the part about money aside. Is it okay if I ask you a serious question, Emiya-kun?" "That's why you stayed here, right? All right, I'll listen."

"Then I'll be direct about it. What are you planning to do from now on?" She confronts me with the one question I don't want to be asked.

…No, that's not it. It's not that I don't want her to ask me, but I haven't made my mind up yet. I'm the one who wants to ask what I should do now.

"…Honestly, I don't know. You say I should fight for the Holy Grail, but I've never been in a fight between magi. First of all, I―――" I want to try to avoid killing people, and most of all―――

"I'm not interested in something mysterious like the Holy Grail. I'm not too sure about risking my life for something I don't want." "I knew you'd say that. You'll be killed by your Servant with an attitude like that."

"Wha… Why would I!?" "Because the Servant's goal is also the Holy Grail. They can be summoned by the Masters because obtaining the Holy Grail is a condition of their summoning."

"The most important thing for a Servant is to obtain the Holy Grail. They obey their Master and risk their life for their Master, because they have a chance of obtaining it. So just try saying that you don't want the Holy Grail. You can't complain even if they kill you and call you a traitor."

"…What? That's weird. Servants are summoned by the Masters, right? So―――"

"Do you think a Servant would obey a human without being rewarded? The Holy Grail grants the wish of whoever obtains it. The Servant of the Master who obtains it is no exception. Even Servants have their own wishes. That is why they respond to the otherwise impossible summoning."

"It's not that Masters summon Servants to obtain the Holy Grail. Servants answer the Masters' call so they can obtain it."

"―――――" Servants have their own desires…? Then, does that mean Saber has a wish she wants the Holy Grail to grant?

"That's why the Servants try to eliminate other Servants even without orders from their Masters. Only one can obtain the Holy Grail. They cannot accept other Masters obtaining it. Unlike their Masters, they don't have the power to take away the Command Spells. So the only way they can disarm other Masters is to kill them."

"So even if the Master has no intention of fighting, battle is inevitable. A Master who is attacked by a Servant must fight it off with their own Servant. You heard enough from Kirei to know that this is the nature of the Holy Grail War, right?"

"―――Yeah, he told me that last night. But―――"

That means allowing your Servant to try to kill other Servants. I thought it would be over if I reached a compromise with other Masters, but if Servants are summoned to obtain the Holy Grail and they will not give it up, then a battle between the Servants is inevitable. …Then… The girl who fought to protect me is also ready to kill or be killed to obtain the Holy Grail?

"…That's awful. I don't know about this heroic spirit thing, but Saber is human. She was bleeding badly yesterday too." "Oh, don't worry about that. There's no life or death for Servants. Even if Servants are eliminated, they just go back to where they belong. Heroic spirits are a phenomenon, they can't be killed. The only ones that can be killed during a fight are Masters."

"No, but still…" Even if it's a temporary death… There's still the fact that something human-like has disappeared from this world.

"What? Are you saying it's murder? Are you still carrying such a sense of justice even though you're a magus?" "――――――――"

Her comment is only natural. As a magus, death is always right beside me. I understand it and I'm already prepared for that. But still―――I'm not strong enough to judge people's deaths as good or bad.

"―――Of course. I won't fight anyone to the death." "Oh? So you're just going to wait for the others to kill you? You're ceding the victory to other Masters?"

"That's not it. The point is to survive to the end, right? I don't have any intention of killing others, but I'll have no mercy in a fight to protect myself. …If the enemies are out to kill me, they can't complain if they are killed in return, right?"

"Oh, so you'll be staying on the defensive. Then you'll just be observing what other Masters are doing, right? So even if someone like yesterday goes around killing everyone, you're going to ignore it?"

Someone like yesterday…? She must mean that inhuman monster. "―――――" Superhuman strength that allows the destruction of a house or two with a single blow… …Certainly, if that thing wished it, this town could be in ruins in just one night.

And on top of that, the problem is that the Servants are normally in spirit form. Humans can't see those in spirit form. But since the Servants can affect the real world as spirits, you could call them the most powerful weapon. With the technology we have now, there are no weapons that can affect spiritual beings.

Our attacks are useless against them, while theirs can still harm us. It's more than just an unfair game. Murder by a Servant is like natural death for normal people. Death caused by an invisible killer will just be treated as an accident or suicide.

"What is that? Servants―――no, Masters and Servants don't just attack other Masters? Don't other people have nothing to do with them?" "Yeah, I really wish that was the case. But if it were, you wouldn't need a supervisor like Kirei, would you?"

"I should have said earlier. Servants are spirits. They are already complete, so they don't grow. But magical energy used as fuel is different. The more they have available, the more they can use the powers they had in life. In that respect, they're just like us magi… Do you understand?"

"I do. So they can use magic repeatedly, right?"

You could say magical energy is the gunpowder to fill a gun, and the magus is the gun itself. The type of gun depends on the abilities of the magus: pistol, rifle, machine gun, shotgun… Continuing with that metaphor, Servants are cannons. Using a large amount of gunpowder, they fire a large bullet.

"That's right. Servants aren't given their mana by nature. They act with the magical energy inside them. We Masters support them, so Servants can only use their powers using their own magical energy plus the magical energy of their Masters.

"But that means an amateur Master like you would be no match for other Masters, right? So there's a loophole… well, I guess you could call it an obvious answer. Servants can supplement their magical energy from other sources. Servants are spirits, so they can get nourishment from eating things that are like them."

"―――Hm?" Nourished by eating things that are like them…? "Things like them? You mean other spirits? But what kind of spirits would they eat?"

"It's a simple answer. Nature spirits obtain power from nature itself. So where do you think Servants, human spirits, get their power from?" "―――Oh." It is a simple answer. Just as we humans eat meat, the human spirits―――

"Exactly. Usually, they replenish enough magical energy from their Masters. But it's obvious that one gets more magical energy from many people than from just one person, right? So, to put it bluntly, a weak Master makes his Servant eat humans." "――――"

"Servants transform human emotions and souls into magical energy. That is the most efficient way to make your Servant more powerful. There are many Masters who kill humans as sacrifices for their Servants."

"As sacrifices… so you're saying that if a Master didn't care about his methods, he would kill humans to make his Servant stronger?" "Yes. But I don't think a smart Master would do such a thing."

"You see, even if Servants are powerful, there is a limit to their magical energy capacity. They can't store magical energy beyond it, so there is a limit to how much they can kill to collect magical energy. The Association wouldn't ignore you if you went around killing people, and most of all, other Masters might figure out your Servant's abilities and identify them from the cause of death. Not to mention the identity of the Master as well. It is highly advantageous in the Holy Grail War to keep your identity a secret, so most Masters should use their Servants sparingly."

…I see. Certainly, if nobody knows that you are a Master, there's no danger of other Masters attacking you. Conversely, if you know who the other Masters are, you could definitely pull a surprise attack on them. By that theory, there won't be many Masters that would have their Servants attack humans and reveal their identity―――

"…I'm glad. Then there's no problem. That means Servants won't indiscriminately attack humans without orders from their Master."

"Right. They are heroes, right? Someone who would go out and kill people wouldn't be called a hero in the first place―――well, no, I can't really say that for sure. There are many examples of people becoming heroes just because they were mass murderers."

"―――" Tohsaka makes an ominous comment. As it seems to be her true feelings rather than just sarcasm, a bit of strain in her personality might be showing.

"Let's get back to the point. What are you going to do? Since you don't want to kill people, you're just going to watch, is that right?"

…I take back what I said. She really has a bad personality. She's a real bully, putting me on the spot and asking me that with a smile.

"I'll just have to stop them. The Masters will calm down once they lose their Servants, right?" "Unbelievable. You say you won't go out and kill other Masters, but you also say you'll kill them if they do anything bad. Emiya-kun, do you realize you're contradicting yourself?"

"Yeah, I know it's selfish, but I can't think of any other choices. I won't change my decision no matter how much you argue against it."

"Hmm. But there's one problem with that. Would you like to know what it is?" She's plotting something. With that face, she's definitely plotting something. But as a man, I have to listen.

"O-Okay. What is it?" "Do you remember the Master yesterday? The girl who was talking about killing you and me?" "――――" How could I forget? They attacked us mercilessly.

"That girl will come to kill us. I think you know that too." "―――" I… see. That girl is a Master too.

Since she knows Tohsaka and I are Masters, she will come and attack us sooner or later. I don't know if it'll be today or tomorrow, but I do know it's a death sentence. At least, I know I can't stop such a monster.

"Her Servant, Berserker, is on a different level. You can't match it, being an inexperienced Master. You say you won't do anything except defend yourself, but you won't even be able to do that."

"―――Sorry. But you wouldn't be able to beat it either, right?"

"I wouldn't be able to beat it head on. It's the most powerful Servant in hand-to-hand combat. I don't think any previous Servant could match it. Even I wouldn't be able to escape if Berserker attacked me."

"…I feel the same way. I don't think I'll get another chance if they attack me again."

Unconsciously, I place my hand on my stomach. The wound on my stomach is healed now. No, you couldn't call it a wound. It was pretty much instant death. My nausea returns just at the thought of taking another blow like that.

"That's right. Do you get it? You can't choose to wait until the Holy Grail War is over without doing anything."

"…Yeah, I get it. But what are you trying to say? I don't quite understand. Or are you enjoying watching me be condemned to death?"

"I don't have such bad taste. Geez, don't you get it after I've said so much? In short, I'm asking you if you want to join up with me."

"…?" Hm? Hmmmm, hm? Um, if I take that at face value, that's…

"―――Join up!? You mean, me and you!?" "Yes. My Archer received a fatal wound and is healing right now. It will take a while for him to heal fully, but he should still be about half as useful. And there are no problems with your Servant, but her Master is dragging her down, so she is half as useful as well. See, it adds up fine."

"Huh. I'm not that bad." "Even though you've almost died three times from what I know of? I think you're the first person I've ever seen almost die three times in one day."

"Guh―――but that's…" "I'll make the alliance worthwhile. I'll forgive you for beating Archer and I'll teach you about being a Master. Oh, and if we have time, I can look at your skills as a magus. How about it?"

…Ugh. That certainly is an attractive proposal. As I don't know anything, Tohsaka would be a useful teacher.

And if I can help it, I don't want to fight against her. Not because she's the girl I admired at school. In fact, if I didn't know her like this, I wouldn't feel this much resistance.

…The Tohsaka Rin in front of me is so different from how people describe her as an honor student. But talking to her, she is just Tohsaka and it seems she's just as she appears. Well―――in other words, I'm saying I find her so much more attractive this way that I'm wondering why I even have to tell myself this―――

"Emiya-kun? I want to hear your answer." She urges me to respond. I―――

"……" I shouldn't even need to think twice about it. I'm a novice, and Tohsaka is at her full potential as a Master and a magus. Considering the events yesterday, it'd be smarter to join up with Tohsaka.

"――――――" ……I touch my stomach, the place I got cut. It's wrapped in bandages, and touching it sends waves of pain and nausea through me.

…It's only natural. I wasn't just cut, I was almost split in half. Thanks to Tohsaka and Saber, I'm still alive. But as long as Berserker is after me, I'm a dead man.

"……" But something still lingers in the back of my mind.

The black giant called Berserker. The girl in white, accompanied by the strongest Servant. The innocent, whimsical, and cruel girl, Ilyasviel. Ilyasviel von Einzbern. ―――That's the name Shinji's grandfather said.

"Emiya-kun. I want to hear your response." "Oh――――I'm sorry. I was thinking about that Ilya girl. Joining up with you means we'll be fighting her, right?"

"Yes. She's ready to fight, so we just need to retaliate. We need to defeat all the Masters anyway. If she wants to kill us, we should do likewise."

"……" Tohsaka's mind is made up. In Tohsaka's mind, that girl is just an enemy that must be defeated. But―――― I know there's something wrong with me for thinking this way, but I don't want to fight her.

"Emiya-kun? I hope this isn't the case, but don't tell me her looks are deceiving you." She glares at me.

"――――――――" She's sharp. I didn't realize it, but my hesitation seems proof that I was being deceived.

…She is Berserker's Master. If she has such a strong Servant, she must be a powerful magus. I shouldn't focus too much on her outward appearance. I shouldn't, but――――

"―――I'm sorry, Tohsaka. I'm glad you're worried about me, but I can't give you the response you want. This is a serious matter, you know? I feel I shouldn't rush to a decision." I look directly back at her and answer. Tohsaka narrows her eyes a bit and nods emotionlessly.

"Then negotiations have failed. …Well, you have a point too. If you really want to win, you can't trust anyone." "That's not it. I trust you, Tohsaka. It's just that I can't decide on my own. If I'm Saber's Master, I can't make a promise without her consent."

"I see. That is true. You are a Master now."

Giving a nod of understanding, Tohsaka turns away. She strides to the door, her hair fluttering behind her.

But just before leaving, the girl who could have been my ally gives me one last look, and… "Goodbye. We will be enemies the next time we meet." …Like the girl Ilya, she leaves a cold warning.

"――――Well." I take a breath and analyze the situation. I haven't had time to think since I saw that fight between Lancer and Archer last night.

"…Oh. I see. Then that must've been Tohsaka." I finally realize it.

I was stabbed by Lancer after that, was saved for some reason, and attacked by Lancer again―――― "Saber saved me, and I became a Master." What I heard at the church. The killing called the Holy Grail War. The Holy Grail which grants any wish, given to the winner.

…I can't absorb all the facts, but I have been attacked three times already. So I can't sit here in confusion forever. I said I would fight, since I could not sit by and do nothing. I won't allow any innocent people to get hurt.

Since that day ten years ago, I have trained to become a superhero. I never thought I would be tested like this, but I won't back out now.

I'll cast off all hesitation. Come to think of it, this is an opportunity. This is a chance to "help others" just like Emiya Kiritsugu. "……" But something lingers in the back of my mind…

―――Rejoice, Emiya Shirou.

The backwards desire that should not be wished for…

―――Your wish will finally come true.

…Might be a distorted wish for a superhero…

"――――That can't be. I didn't want the Holy Grail War." …There's no need to hesitate. There is nothing wrong with the wish I've had for ten years. Emiya Shirou will become a superhero. I have trained in magic to help others.

"All right. I need to talk with Saber." I shake off the priest's words and exit into the hallway.

I look through the house. I look everywhere someone could possibly be, including all the guest rooms, but I can't find her.

"That's strange… She's in that outfit, so you'd think it'd be easy to find her." And yet I can't find her anywhere. I guess Servants can become spirits, but I can't turn her into one anyway. No, first of all―――

"Even though they call me a Master, I don't know anything about her."

I don't know who she is or how she can exist. The only thing I understand is… No matter how superior they are, they can still get hurt in a fight and bleed if they are wounded.

"―――Oh." Saber is in the silent dojo. But her appearance is different from yesterday. She sits Japanese-style on the wooden floor without her armor. Her clothes are now refined and suit her well as she sits quietly.

"――――――――" …I lose my voice at the sight. Sitting with her back straight and eyes closed, Saber looks beautiful. Melting into the silence, she reminds me of pure water.

"――――――――" And that removes the last of the doubts within me. Even if she is a Servant, there's something holy about her. So―――I won't be led astray if I'm with her.

"Saber." I call out. Saber slowly opens her eyes and returns my gaze.

"You are awake, Shirou." A calm voice. Surprisingly suited to this place, her voice echoes through the dojo as if permeating it.

"―――Yeah. I just got up. What were you doing here?" "I was resting. I cannot treat you, so I thought I'd make sure I was in perfect condition."

"―――!" Saber looks at me as she speaks. …Well, um… I feel a tension, different from the kind I felt with Tohsaka.

"Shirou? What is it? Could it be that your body is still…?" "…! ―――N-No, there's no problem…! I'm just perplexed for my own reasons, so don't worry…!" I take a step back and shake my head.

"…?" Looking away from Saber, who is tilting her head questioningly, I calm my pounding heart.

"…Calm down. What am I so tense about―――!?" I take a deep breath. …But it doesn't seem to die down quickly. In fact, I don't think it ever will. "…Man, why did she get changed…?"

I complain without meaning to. Saber's clothes are so real that they make me conscious of her womanhood, whether I like it or not.

…She is terribly beautiful. I thought I figured that out yesterday, but she really hits me with it now. Perhaps her armor looked so surreal I didn't notice yesterday. But when she dresses like a girl, I'm flustered, as any healthy guy would be.

"Shirou." I tense up the moment our eyes meet. But I didn't look for her just to say nothing. I'm troubled, but I can't stay quiet forever.

"―――All right. May I, Saber? It'll be the first time we sit down and talk―――" I make up my mind and talk to her. ―――And then.

"Shirou. Before that, there is something I would like to address regarding last night." Her previous gentleness goes away and she stops me in displeasure.

"――? All right, what is it?"

"It is about last night. You are my Master. It is troubling if you take such actions. Battle is my duty, so you must concentrate on your role. If you go and die in vain, there is no way I can protect you."

She states it clearly. ―――That makes the tension I was feeling vanish.

"W-What do you mean!? You would have been slashed if I didn't do that!"

"In that case, I would have just died. It was not something you should have been hurt over. I repeat myself. Please do not that again. There is no need for my Master to protect me, and there is no reason for it either." She says this rather simply. It must be because she sounds so practical.

"Wha―――don't be stupid. You don't need a reason to save a girl…!" I react without meaning to.

Maybe she was surprised at being yelled at, but she pauses for a moment as if I did something unexpected. And then, she stares at me with indescribable dignity.

"Uh…" I back up a bit, being stared at. Her look makes me realize what I've said, and I suddenly feel embarrassed.

"A-Anyway, I'm grateful you brought me home. Thank you."

I thank her while looking away. …It's awkward to thank her in the first place, but it's even more awkward to thank her in this situation. But still, before anything else, I have to thank her for helping me.

"You are welcome. It is natural for a Servant to protect her Master, but I am happy to be thanked. You are very polite." "No. I'm not polite."

So there's something I need to clarify right now. It's something I should have asked her the moment we got back last night. If she really is my Servant…. And if she really is going to be joining this battle…

"Going back to our conversation, Saber. …Oh, I'll ask formally. Can I call you Saber?"

"Yes. Since I have formed a contract with you as a Servant, I am your sword. I shall follow your orders, defeat your enemies, and protect you." She says without the slightest hesitation. There's no room for argument.

"Become my sword, huh? Is that to win this Holy Grail War?" "…? Is that not why you have summoned me?"

"No. I only summoned you by chance. As you know, I'm only an amateur magus. I'm sorry, but I have neither the knowledge nor the power of a Master. But I've decided to fight, so I'll fight. I'm an unskilled Master, are you okay with that?"

"Of course. You are my Master, Shirou. This fact will not change. A Servant does not have the freedom to choose her Master." "――――――――" …I see. Then I should try to respond to her to the best of my ability.

"…All right. So you're content with me as your Master?"

"Yes. But Shirou, I shall not allow defeat for my Master. If you have no chance of victory, I shall make one for you. I will use any means possible to have you obtain the Holy Grail. We Servants do not serve the Masters without compensation. We serve because we also desire the Holy Grail."

"Huh―――? Hold on. The Holy Grail, you mean you want it too…!?"

"Of course. After all, the only ones who can touch the Holy Grail in spirit form are we Servants, who are also spirits. The Master that wins the Holy Grail War will obtain the Holy Grail through the medium of their Servant. After that, the Servant who served the winning Master will have its wish granted in compensation. ―――That is the relationship between Masters and Servants."

"――――――――" …I see. Now that she says it, it's obvious something like a "heroic spirit" would never obey a mere human being. Since they have their own objectives, they serve the Master in exchange.

…Then that means Saber has a wish she wants granted. That is why she has no doubts.

But…

"…Hold on, Saber. You said any means possible, right? Does that mean you don't care what measures you take to win the war? For example―――"

Doing something like what that priest said. Involving innocent people and creating a disaster like what happened ten years ago――――

"Shirou, that is not a possibility. I can only do things I allow myself to do. I cannot betray my beliefs. It is against the knight's oath to hurt those who are unarmed."

But I must obey your orders. You will have to use one of your Command Spells to compensate for trampling over me." I am overwhelmed by her angered voice.

"――――――――" But still, I'm happy and relieved. Her lack of doubt gave her the image of a cold fighting machine, but I know now that she is not a cold-blooded killer.

"―――Yeah, I won't let you do that. Like you said, we have to do our best with what we can do. …I'm really sorry. I insulted you without realizing it."

"Ah… no, I leapt to a conclusion without knowing your intentions. You are not at fault, so please raise your head…" "Huh? Oh, sorry, I apologized without realizing it." I raise my head.

"――――――――" I don't know what's so funny, but Saber has a small smile on her face.

"…?" Well, I'm glad she's smiling, so I won't ask her about it.

"…All right. Then can I ask you something else? A Master is a magus that summons Servants, right? That's fine, but I don't quite understand you guys. Like, Saber and Lancer, I know those aren't your real names."

"Yes, those are only the names of the classes given to us. …Very well, I shall describe it briefly since we have the chance."

"We Servants are heroic spirits. We each have won fame during our lives or have accomplished some great deed beyond human ability. Whatever the means, we are beings that have reached the rank of gods with our own strength."

That doesn't even need to be said. Heroic spirits are heroes that had supernatural abilities while they were alive, whose fame was such that they were promoted into the ranks of spirits after death instead of becoming mere ghosts.

"But that is also to our disadvantage. As we are heroes, our weaknesses have been recorded. Revealing our names, revealing our identities, means revealing our weaknesses. It is no problem if we fight lower spirits, but we are all capable of defeating each other. If our weaknesses are revealed, the enemy will take advantage of them to defeat us."

"…I see. Heroes usually do have opponents they're weak against. That's why you're hiding your real name and using the name Saber?"

"Yes. However, I am not called Saber only for that reason. There are seven Servants called forth by the Holy Grail, and every one of these is selected according to their class."

"Class…? You mean like Saber and Archer?"

"Yes. Summoning a true heroic spirit is already almost a miracle. To summon seven is too much even for the Holy Grail. As a solution, the Holy Grail prepares seven vessels in advance and only calls forth heroic spirits compatible with these vessels. Those are the seven classes.

Saber. Lancer. Archer. Rider. Caster. Assassin. Berserker.

"The Holy Grail calls forth from all times the heroic spirits, with abilities corresponding to each of these classes. And those who receive these classes are called Servants."

"…I see. So you were a heroic spirit skilled with swords, so you were summoned as Saber?" "Yes. There are heroic spirits that have multiple attributes, but I believe I am the best when it comes to swords."

"But that is also the weakness of the Saber class. Since I am not a magus, I can only defeat your enemies as your sword."

"So you're not well-suited to trickery. No, I don't think that's a weakness. You're powerful, so that should be enough, right?"

"Shirou, you cannot win this war just by being strong in battle. For instance, if your enemy is stronger than you in combat, what will you do?"

"Huh? Well… if I knew I couldn't beat them in combat, I'd have to do something without fighting―――"

Having said that much, I understand. If the enemies are strong, you wouldn't fight a proper battle. Beating opponents with your sword isn't the only way to fight. If you can't beat an enemy head-on, you'll have to do it some other way.

"Exactly. If your enemy discovers you are skilled in combat, your enemy will most likely not challenge you in combat. …And in that sense, Servants that lack ability will use any means possible."

"The Servant Assassin has low attributes, but has a special ability to hide its presence, and the Servant Caster is versed in magic that does not exist in this age. You cannot be optimistic because of a mere difference in power. And on top of that, we have our 'Noble Phantasms'. No matter what kind of Servant we are, as heroic spirits, we have our guaranteed fatal attack."

"Noble Phantasm―――?" That's not a term I've heard before. I think I might know what it means from the sound of it, though…

"Noble Phantasms are special weapons carried by Servants. Weapons like Lancer's lance, Archer's bow, and my sword are such. Heroes are not called heroes by themselves. Heroes have weapons that symbolize them and make them heroes."

"The hero and his weapon are one. So those who became heroic spirits wield a powerful weapon. That is the 'Noble Phantasm'―――the trump card for Servants, and the thing we must take the most care of."

"――――――――" …Saber says that Noble Phantasms are weapons that heroes wielded when they were alive.

I recall that blue knight. The lance that absorbed magical energy from the air and pierced Saber's chest with incredible movements. That was certainly not something fit for humans. That lance itself carried a strong curse, but I also felt an overwhelming amount of magical energy in the word Lancer said back then. Then could it be…?

"Saber. Are Noble Phantasms magic? Lancer's lance certainly seemed like a lance with history, but the lance itself wasn't extraordinary. But that lance went beyond the realm of weapons with his words. Isn't that some sort of magic?"

"Yes, Noble Phantasms are certainly similar to magic. For example, Lancer's lance itself is a Noble Phantasm, but it demonstrates its full potential only when he puts magical energy into it and says its true name."

"A Noble Phantasm could be called a materialized divine mystery. As spells are necessary to activate magic, recitation of the true name is necessary to awaken and to activate the Noble Phantasm. But that is also dangerous. By saying the true name of their Noble Phantasm, the identity of the Servant is revealed."

"…Oh yeah. Heroes and their weapons are one. If you know the weapon's name, you naturally know the identity of the owner." Saber nods silently.

That is why the Noble Phantasm is a trump card. In exchange for revealing the name, it launches an unavoidable fatal blow. But when it does not prove fatal… the Servant will expose all its weaknesses.

"Then, Saber. Is your Noble Phantasm that invisible sword?"

"…Yes. But I have not revealed its identity yet. No Servants should know my true name at this point." Having said that, Saber looks down awkwardly for a second.

"Shirou. I have a request about that matter." "Huh? What kind of request?"

"About my real name. Usually, Servants give their true names to their Master only, to determine future plans. But you are an inexperienced magus. A superior magus would be able to read your mind, so―――"

"Oh, so you can't tell me your real name? …Yeah, you're right. Like hypnotism, suggestion, or… well, I don't think there'd be any, but if any other Master had mystic eyes, I might just start babbling about it. ―――All right. Let's do that. I'll rely on you to decide when to use your Noble Phantasm."

"Uh―――um, can you really decide that so quickly?" "It wasn't easy. I thought it through. I agreed after thinking about it, so don't worry." "――――――――"

…Well. I get most of this stuff, but I still don't have a grasp of the situation.

This is strange, now that I think about it. Even though I've decided to fight, the only enemy I know is Tohsaka, and I don't intend to fight her. Well, I shouldn't be thinking like that because Tohsaka is ready to fight me any day.

"Hey Saber, do Servants and Masters have some sort of mark? I don't really know what I should be doing."

"No. Unfortunately, there is no clear way to distinguish them. But if other Servants are near, Servants are able to sense them. All the more if they are materialized. Servants themselves are powerful magic. I am sure you felt Berserker's presence."

"Ugh―――that is true. But it's bad to be able to tell only when you're attacked. I need to at least know before they approach, so I can take some sort of countermeasure."

"Then, how about searching for the Master's presence? Masters are magi. Since they use magic for a living, they will leak magical energy. If you search for that, you may be able to identify the Masters in this town." "…Sorry. Unfortunately, I can't do that sort of thing."

After all, I didn't even realize Tohsaka's real identity, and she goes to the same school as I do. We were in the same building for two years, and on top of that, I've seen her several times.

"―――Geez. No wonder people call me an amateur. The only evidence I'm even a Master is this Command Spell. It seems there'll be lots of difficulties ahead." I sigh. ―――And then.

"Shirou. Could you close your eyes for a moment?" Saber speaks with a serious expression on her face. "…? Close my eyes? Why?" "To prove that you are a Master. Just close your eyes and breathe normally."

"……" …I close my eyes. I feel a faint pressure on my forehead. ―――――Hey, it's prickling. Could this be the end of her sword―――!?

"―――Saber? Hold on, are you doing something weird?" "…Master, please stay silent and concentrate on my fingertip. If you are a magus, you should be able to feel my magical energy."

"―――Hm." I see, so it's Saber's finger that's touching me. I pull myself together and calm down.

―――Then. What is this?

"Saber, what was that?" "You should not need to ask. You and I are connected by our contract, so it is only natural for you to be able to understand my status."

"―――Understand? You mean, what happened just now?" "I do not know how you saw it. It is your standard that measures the Servant's ability. Some Masters classify according to color, and some classify according to animals."

"So in other words, you perceive it in a way most comprehensible for you. This is a standard concept for a Master, so please check frequently. Like me, once you see someone, you shall understand their details."

…I see. I was a bit surprised since it was so sudden, but I might be able to act a bit like a Master now.

"―――Master. I have simplified things, but that is all the explanation I can give you." "Okay. It was quick, but I get it now. Sorry, Saber."

"…You should not be 'sorry'. If you understand the situation, you should be deciding on a plan of action." She leans forward expectantly.

…I see. Saber is the same type as Tohsaka: attack first. That's good in its own way, but I can't decide what to do when I don't know what we should be doing.

"Hmm… We should wait and see… but we can't afford to do that. I don't know anything about the other Masters and I'm curious about the Ilya girl. …We should be going out in search of other Masters, but――――"

I think it's dangerous to wander around aimlessly. …Damn. Maybe I should have cooperated with Tohsaka.

"Ilya…? What about Berserker's Master, Shirou?"

"Huh…? Oh, no. I'm just wondering why she's after us. And that wasn't the first time I met her. I've met her once before, and I've heard the name Einzbern before as well."

"……" Then. After hearing the name "Einzbern," Saber gives me a hard look.

"Saber? Do you also know the name Einzbern?" "…Yes, I do. Let me ask you instead. Do you not know of that name?"

"Well, I've only heard of it. An unrelated guy asked me how the Einzbern girl was doing before I even met her." "……I see. Then you have not heard anything." Saber closes her eyes and ponders.

"…This must be fate. You should go to the church if you would like to know about the Einzbern family. That priest should be able to answer your questions and guide you to the path you must take."

"The church…? You mean the church we went to yesterday? But he told us we shouldn't go back there unless I want to revoke my Command Spell."

"He must have said that for expediency's sake. That rule is only part of the face he puts up for his association. It has no power if you are not part of their association." "Hm…"

…That is certainly true. Tohsaka belongs to the Magic Association, but we don't. We wouldn't gain anything from following their orders, so we can ignore them.

"Do you understand? That place may be a last resort for you, but are under no obligation to follow their orders." "You're right. But I still want to avoid that place… And I don't think I should go see that priest too much."

Kotomine Kirei. That priest feels strange. It's not that I feel enmity or danger. …I must not see that man. I'm scared because I might crumble in front of him.

"I understand how you feel. I do not want to have business with him if I could help it." She declares this with a straight face. "…?" That's unexpected. I never thought heroic spirits would have difficulty dealing with human beings, and most of all――――

"I know I don't like him, but why don't you? You haven't even met him, right?" "――――――――" Saber hesitates. After frowning, she lifts up her face as if to shake off her hesitation.

"He took part in the last Holy Grail War. I do not know which Servant he had, but Kiritsugu always took him seriously."

"――――Huh?" I know that. I know that, but what did she just say? "Saber… Why do you know my father's name?"

"I was Kiritsugu's Servant. Emiya Kiritsugu was a Master in the last Holy Grail War. He cooperated all the way through to the final fight. During the war, Emiya Kiritsugu saw the priest as his greatest enemy. He believed the priest was the only one who could defeat us."

"――――――――" Hold on. Then what? My father was a Master in the last Holy Grail War, fought along with Saber, and―――― He's part of the cause of that disaster?

"――――You're lying. That can't be true. Then why didn't Kotomine tell me? Why didn't my father tell me about it?"

"I do not know. I could never understand what Kiritsugu was thinking. But I am sure the priest did not tell you because you did not ask him. He is a man who will answer you if you ask. He will tell you the truth if you inquire him about it."

"――――――――" Saber stares at me silently. The meaning of being a Master. Her green eyes tell me to go to the church of my own will if I want to know about Emiya Kiritsugu.

"……" I head to the church. Saber must plan to watch over me, since she's following me in that outfit.

"……" I look up at the church. …Even though Saber urged me to come here, I'm still not prepared. I don't feel like going in there to ask the priest about what happened ten years ago.

"Master." I turn back to the girl behind me. "I shall wait here. Please face the priest yourself."

"…I know. I came this far, so I won't back down now." "Please do not tell the priest that I was summoned. You should not tell him that the same heroic spirit was summoned twice."

"Okay. I'll ask him only about Kiritsugu. I'll be back quickly, so wait for me here." "…Very well. Please be careful, Shirou. Call for me if danger approaches. That priest makes me uneasy. I do not know what will happen to you if you let your guard down."

"I feel the same way. Don't worry. I'll escape and call for you if anything happens." I take a step onto the stairs. I enter the church, leaving Saber under the winter sky.

I don't see the priest in the chapel. In his place, I see a man sitting in a chair. His hair is golden. He must be a foreigner.

"Excuse me. Is Father Kotomine here?" I ask him, not expecting a response.

"――――――――" The man slowly gets up. At that instant… All my muscles stiffen up.

He walks to me. There's something odd about that simple action. He is walking towards me in a casual manner. That's all he's doing, so―――why am I getting ready to be killed by this man?

"Oh――――" The man raises his arm. It reaches out for my neck and―――― …Stops midair.

"――――Hm. You are entranced by something unpleasant."

He withdraws. Yes, that is only natural. I'm actually the strange one for thinking he was going to kill me just because he was coming closer.

"Wait right there. You have business with Kotomine, right?" He disappears behind the altar.

"……" Several minutes pass. "I am surprised. Have you retired after only half a day, Emiya Shirou?" Kotomine appears, greeting me with that annoying tone I remember from last night.

"―――That's not it. I came here because I have something I want to ask you. I wouldn't come here for any other reason." "Very well. I am a busy man, so I do not want people to be attached to me."

Kotomine draws closer, his firm footsteps filling the air. …Is this what you would call invisible pressure? He has a severe air about him that makes people conscious of their weakness. It must be a good characteristic for priests, but could it also be their greatest fault?

"What is it? Go ahead and ask if you have a question. There is no need for greetings between us." "――――――――"

…He's right. There's no need to be friends with him. I came here to confirm what Saber told me. I should ask him and quickly leave.

"There's only one thing I need to ask you. Why didn't you tell me about it?" "Hmm. What did I not tell you?" "――――It's about my father. Why didn't you tell me that Emiya Kiritsugu was a Master in the previous Holy Grail War?" He smiles. He does not look guilty. …This man is enjoying the fact that Kiritsugu's name came out of my mouth.

"Answer me. It's natural for you to know if you're the supervisor of the Holy Grail War. So why didn't you tell me about it?"

"Is it not obvious? What good would it do to you to know that your father was a Master? Emiya Kiritsugu's achievements have nothing to do with you."

His disinterested tone shows no opening for a rebuttal. Kotomine's answer isn't wrong. Even if my father was a great Master, it doesn't mean I get any benefit out of it. But――――

"…No, there is a connection. Did I become a Master because I'm Kiritsugu's son?" I was raised as his son, and I studied magic as his apprentice. I became a Master just like him, and made a contract with the exact same heroic spirit. There has to be a meaning behind all this.

"You said I became a Master by chance. I would've chosen to fight then and there if you'd told me that Kiritsugu was a Master. Why didn't you tell me about it?"

"That is none of my concern. I have never heard of a Master's title being hereditary, and in any case, you are not Kiritsugu's son. It is rare for an unprepared person to be chosen as a Master."

"The Command Spell is usually not given to someone who knows nothing of the Holy Grail. I do not know why you were chosen as an exception."

"…Then I really don't have a connection with my father? I was chosen to be a Master by chance, and my father saved me because…" …He saved me out of pure good will?

"As far as I know. But I cannot understand the intentions of the Holy Grail. I would like to say that you were chosen to be a Master by chance, but I suspect fate had a hand in this. The Grail might want you to atone for Emiya Kiritsugu's sin of denying its power."

"What…? My father denied the Holy Grail?" "That is right. Your father came to this town to obtain it. His sole purpose was to obtain the Holy Grail. The Holy Grail answered his pure wish, and maybe the Holy Grail thought he would be a fit owner."

"But Emiya Kiritsugu betrayed the Holy Grail. He destroyed the Holy Grail at the very end. To end the Holy Grail War, he betrayed the Holy Grail which placed expectations on him and its longstanding desire."

"He destroyed――――the Holy Grail…?" If that's true, the Holy Grail certainly would not approve of Emiya Kiritsugu.

But he wasn't mistaken. A Holy Grail that grants any wish. Magi kill each other to obtain it. …The Holy Grail is the cause of the conflict. My father did not betray anyone when he destroyed the Holy Grail. He ended the Holy Grail War as the superhero I always admired.

"…He didn't betray anyone. Kiritsugu destroyed the Holy Grail probably because he thought there was no need for it. Kiritsugu did not betray anything."

"Hm. It seems you do not know what Kiritsugu was like before. ―――All right. There is little point to it, but I shall tell you the true identity of Emiya Kiritsugu." The priest smiles. It is the ominous smile of someone intoxicated with delight.

"Emiya Kiritsugu. He was a magus unrelated to the Holy Grail War. He lived for his desires and objectives, and sought the Holy Grail as a result. A miracle he could not make come true himself. An ideal he could not implement with mere human power. He could not cast away his immature dream that should have been given up, and that is why he sought the Holy Grail to make his wish come true."

"―――I do not know where he heard about the Holy Grail War. It might have been that someone else deemed him worthy. But I do not care how it happened."

"Either way, Emiya Kiritsugu was hired as a Master. He was named the greatest Master by the Einzberns―――the family of magi that is the cause of this ritual."

"Having learned from the previous three wars, the Einzbern family sought a Master specialized in battle. The magic of the Einzbern family is not suited for battle. Therefore, they put their trust in Kiritsugu, a strong magus who did not belong to the Magic Association."

"They taught Kiritsugu about the Holy Grail, gave him power as a Master, and gave him a woman to produce a successor who would be more suited to combat. He would be formally accepted into the Einzbern family if he obtained the Holy Grail. It was like accepting a commoner into a noble family. The Einzberns treated Kiritsugu exceptionally, and it is easy to imagine how much trust they had in Kiritsugu."

"And Kiritsugu answered their trust. Kiritsugu defeated many Masters in the previous Holy Grail War. I am the only one who survived after fighting him. Everyone else was killed for sure. He was precise, careful, brutal, and cruel. He showed no pity for his enemies. Once the decision was made, he killed. He killed a Servant, let the Master beg for help while crawling on the floor, and ruthlessly shot him in the head. He showed no emotion even after killing. Neither the supremacy of his strength nor guilt in killing the weak."

"In short, he was a machine. He did not have any emotions to begin with. There was no space for his human emotions to enter."

"What――――my father was a machine…?" "Yes, he killed. He did not think like you about not involving innocent people. He thoroughly attacked his enemy's weakness, allowing no chance to counterattack. He used the enemy's family as a shield and their friends as their shackles to win the war."

"Yes. If Kiritsugu were in this war, he would be the Master you would hate the most. If being heartless is evil, he would be the greatest evil of all."

"――――――――" "What? Are you not satisfied? I understand. Emiya Kiritsugu is not a machine. He threw away his personal feelings for his goals. It was both his strength and weakness to cast off his emotions through his own will without even using self-suggestion. It would have been easy to prepare another 'cold-hearted' personality in him, but he must have believed such a person would not obtain the Holy Grail."

"He went so far, but――――that same weakness made him betray everything. The Einzberns entrusted their longstanding desire to Kiritsugu. The Holy Grail appeared after five Masters were defeated. It was a wish that no human could make come true, a wish Emiya Kiritsugu desired."

"But he threw everything away at the last moment. That is the end of the last Holy Grail War――――the true nature of the magus you call your father."

"The Holy Grail disappeared and the Holy Grail War ended. The Einzberns retreated after being betrayed by Kiritsugu, and they spent ten years preparing the next Holy Grail."

"…Hm. Now that I think about it, they must have seen this Holy Grail War coming. The previous war ended without any result. Unused magical energy carries over to the next war. They must have known the next war would begin shortly."

"……" I can't accept Kotomine's story. That Kiritsugu was a cold-hearted Master… And that a noble family of magi had a connection to my father…

There's no way I can accept it all when it all comes so suddenly. …All I can tell from this is that Kotomine did not lie, and―――

"―――Kotomine. Did you hate Kiritsugu?" The man before me, the one who is uninterested in everything, actually displays anger towards Kiritsugu.

"Of course. We were at the opposite ends of the spectrum. We are natural enemies. Makiri and Einzbern considered us as the same kind, but we treated each other as natural enemies."

"…Natural enemies? You were on guard against my father like he was on guard against you?" "No. We simply could not ignore each other."

"He was a saint beyond help. He could not forgive death, yet he killed to save other people. If one sacrifice were needed to save ten, he would kill the sacrifice himself without a second thought."

"He always prepared the minimum sacrifice to make his dream world where everyone could smile. ――――That contradiction. A contradictory ideal is something I have as well, but we were not of the same kind."

"He lived for his ideal. He pursued his ideal until the moment he destroyed the Holy Grail. That is why he had pride in himself, allowing him to become a machine without hesitation."

"That is our similarity and our difference. He had an iron mind unplagued by inner conflict. The reason he was never wounded―――was he was wounded from the start. He was an artificial brute, just as I was an artificial priest."

"……" 'He was wounded from the start'. So that means the premise he believed in was wrong from the start.

"…Then are you saying you're different? You take wounds, and you're not already wounded. You're a normal human being that can be wounded if you get slashed at, right? Are you saying you're different from Kiritsugu because you're a priest…?"

"Hm. People would not consider us to be the same if that were the case. People thought we were similar in another aspect. …Let's see. If you talk about being similar, you are more similar to him than I."

"You both have child-like ideals. Believing in simplicity and shouldering the role of a criminal for the sake of that ideal. Turning yourselves into the greatest evil to eliminate all the small evils in this world. You and Kiritsugu act like the saviors we call 'anti-heroes.'"

"……? What is this anti-hero thing?" "It is what it sounds like. It is the opposite of a hero, an unforgivable murderer." "Hey, that's just a villain. Are you making fun of me?"

"Oh my. It seems you are misunderstanding me. I am welcoming you. You are Kiritsugu's son. Think about having your enemy's son come to you for help. It is such a complex feeling that you cannot decide whether to be happy or sad."

The priest laughs silently. …I don't know his true intentions, but he doesn't seem to be bored.

"Well, about the anti-hero. They are beings whose existence itself is evil, but their actions are good deeds according to people. They are beings who people set up as saviors, even if they don't want to be."

"Those are the heroic spirits called the anti-heroes. An example of this would be a sacrifice."

"Even if the sacrificed one is evil, he would become a hero if everyone in the village is saved because of the sacrifice, right? It would not matter to anyone whether the sacrifice was eaten or buried. If the one whom this disgrace was forced upon saves people, he would become a hero instead of a sinner."

"…… Is this like getting a high promotion for dying in combat?"

"――――No, you are wrong. The important part is the minds of the people who set up the hero. A proper hero is created from respect, gratitude, and feelings of guilt. You cannot become an anti-hero from gratitude or guilt. …Well, humans forget their ugliness and substitute farce with tragedy. Heroes who died as evil will be treated as victims as time goes on, and they will not stay as pure evil."

"…Will not stay as pure evil…?" "Correct. Anti-heroes have to be both victim and assailant. …They are created by the people, but are not a part of humanity. It is that contradiction which allows them to be 'the enemy of the world' exempt from all the restraining forces of the world."

"…But then, there aren't many pure anti-heroes. They are something that does not exist. They are merely what people wish to exist."

"They are an ideal that humans have created, sacrifices to deny the original sin. Just think of the anti-hero as one of the wishes that will never come true; a synonym for peace." "……?"

"…Hah. In short, it is a naive dream that will never come true. You want to be a superhero like Kiritsugu, right? Then you will be a great anti-hero. How about it? Why don't you wish to become a hero when you obtain the Holy Grail?"

"…Hey now. A superhero isn't like a hero. I don't know what you're trying to say, but I won't fall for your cheap tricks."

"Oh? How is it different?" "I-I don't know! It's just different, okay!? And a hero is not something you try to be, but something you are at the end. I bet the only thing the Holy Grail can give me is powers beyond my position."

"―――I see. So you truly are a son of his, even if not blood-related. You both are hard-headed." He must be making fun of me, as his smile is friendly.

"Hm……" …This guy hates my father. But he doesn't anger me because… …Well… He has yet to say anything bad about my father.

"Hey. Wouldn't you have gotten along with my father?" I ask him when I realize this.

"Oh. Why do you think so?" "…For no reason. I just thought so."

"Then you are mistaken. I hate Emiya Kiritsugu. We never even spoke. The one time we met, we tried to kill each other. I have already told you that we are exact opposites. Our wishes, our questions, are different. A question by the one who does not have it shall not be answered by the one who does." His eyes tell me that is why they would never have been able to get along.

"……? 'The one who does not have it'? Are you saying Kiritsugu had something that you didn't have?"

"Yes. I could not change my will itself for something I believed in. Well, we cannot be compared since our goals were different."

"…?" Changing your will for something you believe in… Is that like saving ten by killing one, like he said earlier?

"You do not need to understand. Emiya Kiritsugu desired peace. Isn't it simple? But it was too simple for this complex world. He had to reject the extra parts that could not fit into that perfect shape."

"―――But he could not tolerate that. He sought a perfect shape, but still wanted to save the extra parts. …But that is a miracle exceeding human power. There is no such thing as a world without conflict. He sought the Holy Grail to deny that fact."

"He sought his ideal, and after being faced with the fact that it was impossible, had no other choice but to rely on the Holy Grail. That is the end of the man who was cornered by his own ideal. His dream was an impossible sorcery that could only be granted by 'something that does not exist' like the Holy Grail."

"――――――――" A world without conflict. Did my father really believe in such a thing? He worked hard to become strong, but the more he matured, the more he was cornered by reality. But still, he still kept believing in his ideal and in the end, attained the miracle-granting Holy Grail.

Emiya Kiritsugu must have experienced many failures by that time. First of all, to seek the Holy Grail means knowing your wish is unattainable by normal means.

He wore out and strayed far away from his ideal. But my father still sought the Holy Grail. For his ideal, and for everything he sacrificed.

"…But my father destroyed the Holy Grail. His wish was never granted, right?"

"Correct. It was his own self that betrayed him in the end. …In that instant, I began to feel anger towards him. To be honest, I did not mind his wish. I was interested in the 'peace' that humans wish for."

"Isn't that the same for you as well? You're a priest after all, right?" The priest nods, saying that a world without conflict is what everyone desires.

"But that is not my wish. First of all, I do not have such ordinary wishes." "You don't have ordinary wishes…?"

"That's right. An ideal world is one that is the most comfortable. For Emiya Kiritsugu, it was a world without conflict. From the very beginning, his standard was different from mine."

"…?" "It is a simple story. There is nothing that brings me happiness. It does not matter, let it be believing in people or having people believe in me. What other people called happiness did not bring me any joy."

He says this emotionlessly. He is not talking to me. It's almost like a monologue.

"―――Well, that is all. I answered your question if Emiya Kiritsugu was a Master well enough." "Uh―――no, hold on. It's not just my father I want to know about. Um, well…"

About my preparation for the role of Master and about how I should go about fighting from now on… …I bet he'll laugh and make fun of me if I asked something so stupid. I want to avoid that. In fact, I will avoid it.

"If you have any other questions, make it short. That took longer than I thought."

"――――!" …No, there was something else I wanted to ask him about. Didn't I come to this church because I wanted this question answered?

"Aren't you concerned about the Einzberns? I would think they would want to kill you, since you are Kiritsugu's son."

"…! Yeah, it's about that…! First of all, who is this Einzbern? You said they are the cause of the Holy Grail War or something."

"Yes, they are the cause. I told you that the Holy Grail War is a ritual, yes? If there is a ritual, it is natural for there to be a ritualist."

"There were some magi 200 years ago who found out there is a distortion in the ley line on this land. They offered their secret techniques to each other to create the Holy Grail's activation circle. That was the start of the Holy Grail War. The three families involved in its creation are the legitimate owners of the Holy Grail."

"The ones that created the Holy Grail. The ones that devised the Command Spell which abuses the heroic spirits. The ones that offered the land and the technique to bore a hole into the world."

"Einzbern, Makiri, and Tohsaka. They are the three families that started it all, with lineage and history far surpassing ours. The Tohsaka are the only ones from this land, but their fatherly master is that Schweinorg. Well, if the master is the kind of person I hear he is, it is ridiculous to group them according to race."

"……Hm. So the Einzberns are the leading family of the Holy Grail War?"

"In the past, yes. But they are only participants now that the Holy Grail summoning has failed and its ownership became uncertain. Now, their only role is to create the vessel of the Holy Grail. The same goes for Tohsaka and Makiri. They are just families whose members have a higher likelihood of being chosen as Masters."

"…But the Holy Grail is what the Einzbern family proposed in the first place. Their history spans a thousand years. A family that lasted for a thousand years without spawning any branch families is rare."

"Do you understand, Emiya Shirou? The Einzbern family has only pursued the fulfillment of the Holy Grail for a thousand years. A thousand years. They are crazy, continuing their deeds from the time when barbarism such as mass murder was allowed for the sake of recovering holy ground. They are not fanatics, not obstinate, nor crazy. They just held the hopeless cross to enforce the meaninglessness."

"That is why the Einzbern magi are beyond the domain of magic. They are monsters, never straying from their path, always attempting to achieve a common goal. Normally such people die off after a few decades. We cannot imagine their feeling of disgrace and frustration when they had to invite in a magus outside of their family."

"But their desire to complete the Holy Grail was stronger still. They repeated their mistake for 500 years. It took them 300 years to accept the fact that they could not obtain the Holy Grail by themselves. And―――it took them another 200 years to realize that they could not obtain it unless they use their own powers."

"The Einzberns literally killed their emotions to cooperate with Makiri and Tohsaka. As a result, their ownership of the Holy Grail was taken away and they were reduced to mere participants in the war. They endured the disgrace, even going as far as contaminating their own bloodline by inviting in an outside magus. But unbelievably, Emiya Kiritsugu betrayed them with the Holy Grail in front of him."

"That is the connection between Kiritsugu and the Einzberns. And that is your connection with them."

"―――――――" …I see. Then it's natural for that girl to come after me. It's natural for them not to let their betrayer's son go if he becomes a Master.

"Do you understand now? All the Masters have some sort of burden, but the obsession of the Makiri and Einzbern families cannot be expressed into words. If the Makiri family have carried their burden for five hundred years, the Einzbern family have carried theirs for a thousand. ――――If anyone has the right to own the Holy Grail, it would be one of them."

"……" I'm at a loss for words. No man can stand against an obsession that has lasted for centuries.

"Do not be depressed. Emiya Kiritsugu did betray them, but you do not need to condemn him for it. To put it another way, he held to his belief, even if it meant opposing a 1000-year-old apparition. He threw away everything for that purpose. Isn't that something to be proud of?"

"――――――――" …People who accepted him… Something he protected by opposing a thousand years of history… I'm not buying everything the priest has told me, but if it really is true――――

―――If I am to call myself my father's son, I have to follow my beliefs like he did――――

"What is wrong? Are you scared now that you've heard a thousand years?"

"―――No. I chose to fight, no matter what the reason is. I don't care what the other Masters think. I won't let something like the disaster ten years ago happen again." I raise my head in determination. The priest nods, apparently satisfied.

"That is good enough. If that is your reason to fight, put your life on the line as you do so. There will be more victims the longer the war lasts. Risk your life like Kiritsugu and lure your enemies in."

"…You're saying what you want because it doesn't concern you. You're telling me to be bait?"

"You have nothing else to risk, so it cannot be helped. Well, it is not entirely hopeless. You have no ability to detect other Masters, but Servants can sense other Servants. If you have an excellent Servant, you need only wait."

"――――" I turn my back to him. There's nothing else I need to ask. I've kept Saber waiting, so I should be going back now.

"Hold on. Let me ask you something. Do you know any healing magic?" "―――No. What about it?"

"Well, then bring any wounded people here. As part of The Church, I cannot overlook any victims. I can handle all the treatments unless they are beyond help." "――――" I stop.

"…I'm surprised. You can use healing magic? That's banned in the Church, right?"

"It is outside of our jurisdiction, but I have acquired it. I once had someone die in front of me. After that, I started to study it, and it seems I am more compatible with it than I thought."

"Oh, but I will ask for compensation if I am to heal you. I have to be fair as the supervisor." "―――I refuse. I wouldn't come to you for help even if my life depended on it."

I turn away, and this time I really do leave.

I leave the church. Saber must have been waiting under cover, as she appears as soon as I come through the door.

"Are you done with your inquiry, Shirou?" "Yeah. I heard about my father and what kind of a relationship he had with the Einzbern family. He also warned me about what I should do. He's more talkative than he looks. He recommended a lot of things to me."

"Huh…? T-That priest was cooperative?" I don't know what's wrong, but Saber is bewildered.

"――――――――" "S-Shirou? What is wrong? Did he ask for something in compensation? Kuh, why did you not call for me!? You said you would call for me if there was any danger…!"

I must have had a strange expression because Saber draws near and peers at my face.

"――――――――" "So what did he do to you, Shirou…!? Your wound has not healed yet. You should know something like last night could happen again if you let your guard down…!" Saber draws even closer.

"――――――――" "Please show me your wound, Shirou! I am partly responsible for it. I cannot let you die without returning my debt. I have not helped you as a Servant yet. I cannot allow our contract to end like this…!"

Saber reaches for my shirt as if to rip it off. She doesn't look scary at all, but rather…

"――――――――Kuh." Oh, crap. I was trying to hold it in, but I my laughter spills out. "……Shirou?" Her hand stops. She realizes what I've been trying to suppress and glares at me.

"――――Shirou. It is not good to enjoy someone else's confusion." "――――――――!" Her protest is so entertaining that it brings a smile to my face.

"Shirou!" "Kuh――――I'm sorry. I was just surprised because you were in such a panic. Um, it was a fortunate misunderstanding, or something like that."

"…A 'fortunate misunderstanding,' eh? I feel some hidden meaning in that. Are you going to explain to me what it means?"

I must have hit a nerve because she gets even more emotional. Saber's like the class president type. She seriously gets mad when I do something stupid. And since she's serious, her real character appears.

"What are you smiling for…!? Is it that funny that I misunderstood your condition!?"

"I'm sorry. To be honest, I'm just happy. You're really energetic right now." "…? There is nothing wrong with my condition, but what about it?"

"No, that's not what I'm talking about. It's just that this is the first time I've seen your real personality. I'm glad I can see that you're a girl."

"Wha――――" Saber jumps back.

"W-What are you saying? The gender of the Servant does not matter. We are here only to fight, so please do not get happy over such a thing." She glowers at me, probably because she's mad or astonished.

"――――――――" But I somehow don't feel bad, and I'm still smiling.

Even though she's a Servant, she's as human as she appears. I don't know about the other Servants, but the girl I made a contract with is not just a familiar that only knows combat.

She said she has not helped me yet. She saved me from Lancer and she tried to let me escape from Berserker. She saved my life twice, but she still thinks she hasn't helped me yet.

"――――I wonder if she's good-natured, or just a perfectionist." "W-What is that look? Even if you are my Master, there are some remarks I cannot ignore. I have appropriate plans if you say anything more."

"All right, all right. I understand, so don't get too mad. I'm just saying I'm glad you're the one I made a contract with."

"W-What are you saying? I was only summoned by you. I did not make a contract with you out of choice. You were the one who chose me."

"It was only an accident, though. …Yeah, that's what I regret. I wanted to make the conscious choice to choose you."

I hold out my right hand. This is something I wasn't able to do at the very beginning. I have to make the promise I should've made before.

"Shirou…?" "This is a bit late, but can I? This is the only way I know how." Without a word, Saber walks over to me and shakes my hand. Her slender fingers. I feel her warmth through my hand.

"Will you fight with me from now on? I need your help, Saber." "My oath will not change. I was summoned to be your sword."

"―――And we both need each other's help. I will borrow your strength to obtain the Holy Grail. If you trust me, I will do my best to live up to that trust."

Her hand is warm. "――――――――" The hesitation within me disappears without a trace. It has been half a day since the night it all began. I am finally able to realize that she is my ally who will fight alongside me.

――――We will wait until nightfall to go out into the city. After some discussion, that is what we decided.

As Kotomine said, I can't sense other Masters. Saber is the only one who can sense our enemies, and even then, she's only able to sense nearby Servants.

So naturally, our plan is to walk around and find information. It's like counting on luck, but it's "risky but certain" according to Saber.

Masters aren't going to be holed up in their hideouts all the time. If the Holy Grail War is a race, you have to do something to get ahead of the competition. That means the Servants search for the enemy's hideout while the Masters use magic to set up traps. We can use that to our advantage.

Lots of magical energy will be needed if either one does something. Even though I can't sense other magi, I can detect the lingering traces of their power. If we patrol the city looking for that, I'm sure we'll find some signs of other Masters.

…This is information I'll be getting by using myself as bait. I have no other method besides being bait, just like Kotomine said.

We'll start the patrols tonight. Saber told me to stay at the house, but I refused, saying I would go with her.

After a long, unproductive talk… "…All right. But please promise you will always be with me. Can you swear not to go outside by yourself at night?"

…Saber finally accepted my point of view.

Well. Our course of action is decided, but there are two more problems.

"Shirou. I have explained to you before, but I cannot afford to use too much magical energy, especially if we plan to patrol tonight."

"Yeah. You're going to sleep as much as you can to preserve magical energy, right? Since I can't provide you with magical energy, you have to maintain your body yourself. So, say you can regenerate 8 units of magical energy per day and you need 6 units to sustain yourself daily. That excess 2 units is what we can save up. And if you conserve well, you could use about 10 units during a battle, right?"

"That is true as long as I am not wounded or my armor does not become damaged. But against heroic spirits of such rank, that is not likely. To put it in your terms, I used about 50 units against Lancer, and about 200 units against Berserker."

She was pierced by Lancer, and her stomach was slashed by Berserker. It makes sense for her to have used a lot of magical energy to heal those wounds. It makes sense, but…

"I did not use that much magical energy to heal myself. I used it more to restore the armor that was destroyed. Most of my magical energy is fixed on protecting me."

…That's how it is, according to her.

"So your armor is part of your body, right? So maintaining your body and your armor is the same thing. You have your armor off right now to preserve magical energy, right?"

"Yes. But things like this should not be necessary for other Servants. I can only disarm myself since I cannot turn into spirit form, but Servants such as Archer and Lancer can become spirits to reduce the burden on their Masters." "I see, I see. …Oh, I guess this is good enough."

"Shirou. It is helpful that you are preparing our meal, but do you not think it is easing the tension?" "Huh? No, I don't think so."

I don't, but it is true my sense of urgency disappeared. I was surprised when Saber told me about her condition after our strategy meeting. As I don't provide her with magical energy, she has her hands full with maintaining her body. I tried to change our course of action, saying that it should be impossible for her to fight in that condition, but…

"Hey Saber. Let me ask you again, but how much magical energy do you have right now?" "In your terms, I have about 1000 units." ―――So it's something ridiculous like that.

She said she spent about two hundred against Berserker, but she still has that much magical energy remaining. And she says it's not full. It's scary to think how much magical energy she would've had with a proper Master. Her capacity is way beyond human, and I stop stupidly thinking how many times more of my magical energy it would take to fill her up. I finally understand why Tohsaka called Saber "the most superior Servant".

"…Of course I'm not nervous anymore. There's nothing to worry about if you have that much magical energy and we only have to face six enemies."

"――――That is only if I am to fight them. I told you earlier, but using a Noble Phantasm takes lots of magical energy. It is hard to use my Noble Phantasm in my current state. Therefore I must save up as much magical energy as I can."

Saber's mad. I can't tell if she's mad at me for being a burden, or because I'm keeping her here when she has to sleep.

"I understand your magical energy is important, but so is food, right? I used leftovers for lunch, so please eat a proper meal for dinner. You can sleep after you eat."

"……All right. I do not intend to use my Noble Phantasm lightly. We shall talk about this later when you have a better understanding of what Servants are." Saber says this in a dissatisfied manner and takes a seat.

Good. She might complain, but she always listens to me. So the problem of "conserving magical energy" is settled now. In the first place, it's not something we can do anything about, and the only way to help ourselves is to get a better understanding of our current situation. So…

"But, Shirou. You said you have two problems. What is the other problem?" "Huh? Oh, it'll come soon. Please do as I said." I cut some white radishes and put them into the saucepan.

"…?" Saber tilts her head in confusion. There… "I'm home! Are you cooking, Shirou!?" "Excuse me, Senpai." …I hear the usual voices from the entrance.

"……" "……" "……" The silence is painful. It's only natural. Fuji-Nee and Sakura are confused, and they're looking at me for an explanation.

"This is Saber. She's going to be staying at this house starting today. Please give her your best regards."

It's been ten minutes since that was my explanation to them.

This lack of protest feels awkward. I want to take a sip of tea, but I feel like the sound of it would echo through the room, so the hot tea sits there untouched. But sitting here won't solve anything. I have to move forward with courage.

"We can't turn her away since she came here for my father. She won't stay long as she's only here for sightseeing. Also, she'll be staying in the separate building so it won't be a problem."

"……" "……" "……"

…The silence continues. By the way… I can understand why Sakura and Fuji-Nee are quiet, but why is Saber looking so surprised?

"――――Phew. Well, if she's an acquaintance of Kiritsugu-san, it can't be helped. I heard he had some relatives overseas, so, was it… Saber-san? She seems reliable, so I have no objections."

"…Um. Fujimura-Sensei, that's…" "I'm sorry. I understand how you feel, but this is Kiritsugu-san's house. It would be shameful for us Japanese to throw out a foreigner who came here relying on us, right? It's been getting dangerous lately, so we can't just throw this cute girl out on the streets."

"……That's true, but… is this okay with you, Senpai?" "Yeah, this is what I intended. I'm going to have Saber stay here for a while. Are you against it, Sakura?" "…No, I do not mind if an acquaintance of yours stays here, but――――um, Saber is…"

"Hm? Oh, it's a strange name, right? She's blunt like her name suggests, but I guarantee she's a good person. She might sound strange since she's not used to Japan, but it'll really help me out if you can help her out, Sakura."

"……All right. If you're fine with it, then I am too." Is she nervous because Saber's a foreigner? Sakura nods while looking away from her.

So it's dinnertime. I put extra effort into dinner to welcome Saber and to make up for lunch.

I made minced bonito salad, fried chicken with hot sauce, meat and potato stew, and lots of tempura including shrimp tempura.

The dinner I put so much effort into is… Unpopular with the main guest and my pupil.

"Wow, what is this tempura!? 'Juicy' and 'tasty' don't begin to describe it! What did you do, Shirou!? I have a better opinion of shrimp now!"

"…………" Well… It's all good since Fuji-Nee's enjoying it enough for the four of us.

Dinner ends without trouble thanks to her. I don't know what happened, but Fuji-Nee gave some of her food to Saber. I guess Fuji-Nee likes Saber because she is quiet.

"……" Saber and Fuji-Nee left to prepare Saber's room. And Sakura and I clean up after dinner. Well, there's nothing wrong with that, because it's part of the usual chores.

"I'll wash the dishes, so can you clean the table? Oh, you don't have to throw away the tempura oil. Can you put the lid on it and store it? It's heavy. Can you handle it?" "Huh…? Oh, yes. I'm stronger than I look, you know?"

She picks up the pot of oil. Good, so since she does archery, I didn't need to worry. "Well, archery isn't all about strength either…" I wash the dishes.

Then… "Huh? There's less towels here, Senpai. The paper towel roll is empty and the plates are moved around." "What? Let's see… Oh, you're right. Did someone break in?"

"Hmm. I don't think there are robbers that only steal towels." "Right. That's no robber."

The plates have been moved around. The paper towels are gone. Some towels are missing. According to these clues…

"――――Oh. That's right. Tohsaka was here." I remember now.

Tohsaka was the one who treated me after that incident with Berserker. I'm pretty sure that she used the paper towels during my treatment.

"Senpai. Do you mean Tohsaka-Senpai?" "Yeah. I had her come in. Um, I had a stupid accident and hurt myself. Tohsaka just happened to pass by and she kindly treated me. As expected from our school's honor student, right? She's so full of affection."

I don't mean the last half, of course. My school's proud honor student died last night. It's highly regrettable, but the image of "Tohsaka Rin as an honor student" died inside of me.

"…Why?" "Hm?" "Why did Tohsaka-Senpai come here? That's strange. She has nothing to do with this place. I'm here, and she has no connection with Senpai, so why?"

Sakura hangs her head and tries to control herself. "……" I'm at a loss for words at this sudden event. She hugs herself tightly as if enduring some uneasiness.

The lights disappear. It's eleven o'clock. We waited until the town fell asleep before we went outside.

"Well, Shirou. Are we going to the center of town?" "……"

……Sakura's state didn't change after dinner's cleanup. If anything, it got worse. She lost all her energy and was absent-minded, as if she had a fever. And on top of that, she didn't want me to walk her home, so Fuji-Nee had to take her.

"Or are you planning to go to the other town? It seems likely that other Masters are over there."

"……" Come to think of it, Sakura was acting strange the day before yesterday as well. She looked downcast and seemed afraid of something.

"Shirou? Are you listening, Shirou?" "……" "Shirou! I am asking you what we should do tonight!" "Huh!?" I raise my head in surprise. Saber is right in front of me, looking angry.

"――――Sorry, I was spacing out. You're asking me what we should do, right?" "In that case, I need not repeat myself. ―――There is a slight distortion of the ley-line in both towns. I am certain that the other Masters are doing something. We may be able to defeat one tonight, depending on where we go."

"So you're saying we might fight a Master all of a sudden? …But what if it turns out to be that girl? You can't beat Berserker, right?"

"――――Master. I am in perfect condition right now. Even though I do not receive any magical energy supply, I will not easily lose. …Well, all we can do against Ilyasviel is retreat. We do not know their Noble Phantasm, so we cannot use ours yet."

"――――――――" The only one Saber is cautious about of is Berserker. She does not talk about other possibilities―――such as when we might encounter Tohsaka. For Saber, Tohsaka is merely an enemy she must defeat. But to me, Masters are people we have to stop, not kill.

"Saber, let me confirm. We will stop fighting when the Masters and Servants surrender. My plan is to make them use up their Command Spells so they won't be Masters anymore. …Is that okay?"

"…Understood. But Shirou, if the enemy does not accept our proposition, then…" "…Yeah, then we'll follow the rules of the Holy Grail War. They should be ready for it if they're fighting as Masters."

We start descending the hill. ―――We can patrol this town or Shinto. Tonight, we will――――

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Translation: Manusoverlevering, part 1

Yeah, so... as promised, here's part 1 of the youtube video translation, from 0:00 to 24:20. (There will be two more parts, but they will probably take a week each.)

Any mistakes are there for your enjoyment - I'm a Swede translating Norwegian into English, which gives me two extra languages to føkk up. Ooops.

Also, there are a lot of starts, stops, pauses and unfinished sentences going on during the panel - I haven't cleaned that up, you're getting it just as it was said. So, yeah. Sorry, not sorry.

Anyway, translation (hopefully...) under the cut because it's looooong...

Presenter: First we’re going to see a video that one of the 181 has made about what it was like to bid on the scripts - that must have been a very exciting situation to be in - which ended on 109 901 NOK. So let’s spin the film and then we’ll meet Christopher Pahle and the rest of the crew. Enjoy.

*a short film about how 181 Skam fans came together to bid on an original script signed by Julie Andem at P3aksjonen 2017 [and ended up with three] is shown. [I began to translate this too - but either the picture quality or my eyesight is too poor so I gave up…]

Christopher Pahle: Hi, everyone. My name is Christopher and I’m going to be the moderator this evening. Um. Before we start, I’m just going to say that I noticed that we have an extra chair here so I hope that it’s okay that we brought an extra guest. So, please welcome Carl Martin Eggesbø, Henrik Holm, Ulrikke Falch, David Sjøholt, and Julie Andem. [the audience applauds] There’s a stair back there. Hello. We found out about an hour ago that Julie caught the flight from Copenhagen so we’re very happy about that. Congratulations on having been entered into the National Library. That's fun. Fun for Ibsen to hang with you.

Julie Andem: Just to think that we have the kind of fans that make sure that that happens, that’s…

C: You can applaud yourself for that. [audience applaud themselves] I think it’s about one year since the last episode, the last clip.

Henrik Holm: Sunday, wasn’t it?

C: What was that?

H: On Sunday, wasn’t it?

C: Yeah, I think so. And I was also told that it’s two years today since the trailer for season three was released.

J: Yeah. [audience giggles] Yeah, it’s cool.

C: But it’s been a year, how has it been since, are you getting some distance to everything, or? [he giggles] Well, you’re sitting here…

H: Yeah, we’re still here, aren’t we?

C: Yeah. But has it been hard to get some distance to it?

H: No, things happen in a natural order and it hasn’t been enough time to get a distance to it yet.

C: No. Is there anything you’re missing in particular? Something you’ve thought about?

J: I’m missing all the actors every day. And the team, the Norwegian team.

Ulrikke Falch: It’s been busy.

C: Yeah. We imagine that you’re spending all your time with them when you’re back home, but that’s not the case then?

J: I’m trying, but… I want to, but they all have lives without me, so…

C: One thing I was wondering about. You… none of you had your own seasons, and you might not have been told everything that was to happen in the season arcs, did you sometimes have to follow the story like us mere mortals via the clips being released?

H: Of course.

C: Yeah?

U: We got the scripts, though, so we knew what was going to happen. But it was always cool to see the recordings.

H: But we always got them one script at a time.

J: And it wasn’t everyone who actually read the scripts.

H: No… Me??

J: I was only looking at… I just said “not everyone”, I’m not mentioning any names, I’m not mentioning any names, just that “everyone didn’t do that always”.

H: I didn’t feel targeted by that. I didn’t.

C: I don’t think you should either. But, umm… you knew everything that was going to happen, most of you anyway, so was there something that came as as much of a surprise for you that it did for us?

David Sjøholt: We got the scripts via mail, so it was like…

C: And then you got the full script, not just your own scenes?

D: Yeah. Didn’t we?

J: Yeah. You did. Yeah. But I never released… it was only me and two others who knew the story arcs each season before the seasons began, and one of the reasons for that was to see the reactions I got from the crew and the actors on the scripts, because I thought that it would be about the same reaction that I would get from the audience. I remember that Ulrikke was very good at responding to the scripts, when you liked something in the script or in the story you immediately sent a reply like “oh, that’s cool”, or…

U: Or when I was unhappy, nag nag nag.

J: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

C: Was there something people reacted different to than you’d thought, Julie?

J: No, but there were some reactions that were stronger, like when I wrote episode eight in season three, I was very, like, it’s getting quite dark now. And then I sent it out to the team, and it was met with total silence, and usually it took just about half an hour after I sent out a script before people began to reply “cool script, blah, blah, blah, can we meet, we need a meeting, I have to know…”, but a half hour passed and an hour passed and one and a half hour passed, and then I got a message from my editor where he said “Fuck you”. And I thought… I remember that production meeting, because everyone was afraid because they didn’t know how the season would end, so everyone was very afraid of how the story would end. So everyone was concerned. So I remember I thought, like, wow. I hadn’t expected it to make such a big impression.

C: No, right. And then it’s particularly the scene, or, it’s the Plaza…

J: Yeah, it’s the Plaza…

C: And Sonja and Grønland and that. But it does say in the script, the episode eight one that will be entered today, because you’ve made some notes, and it says that people reacted… that it was heavier in the first draft.

J: Yeah. That it was harsher…

C: And that’s the scene in the street…

J: Yeah, with Sonja.

C: And how was it?

J: Yeah, I don’t know if it was so much harsher, but what I meant was that Sonja was even more convincing so that at the end you just thought that, like, this is just fucked. That you didn’t have even the slightest of hope. So then I added in a couple of elements that made you think that okay, maybe she isn’t telling the truth, so you could cling to that. But in that first draft I remember that it was like, okay there is no hope at all.

C: Okay. It was probably good that you…

J: Yeah…

C: Why do you think people reacted so strongly to that scene?

J: Well, I think that when you’ve identified so strongly with Isak, then you feel really stupid. And the whole dream of who you could be just shatters into a thousand pieces because here he’s been fighting his problems that are his fear of coming out and fear of being with Even, and he’s been thinking that Even has the same fears and that’s why he’s together with Sonja, and then it turns out that there are much bigger and more important things than him that Even is dealing with. So I think that if you’ve really empathised with Isak then you can feel both very stupid and very afraid because it isn’t a given that it will end with Isak and Even at that time. I think.

H: I remember… as I said, we got one episode at a time, and I remember that I sat, when I read the script, I sat and I had never been so shocked after reading a script, like, ever. I think I stood up and read it, really, like… [acts shocked] For me, it was like watching an episode because the images just started to whirr, right? And then it gets to Even running out of the hotel room, and I was like, what…?

J: Yeah, yeah, yeah.

H: And then you have to read it four time to understand what’s really happened, because it’s so… I don’t know…

C: Yeah, and it’s pretty intensely written and I recommend everyone to look at the scripts and read them, because I have, and that’s an experience in itself. I’ve read a lot of scripts and these were… I knew they were good, but…[Julie makes an “aww, chucks” gesture and the audience laughs and applauds] Um. We’re going to talk a bit about your characters in… in… first and foremost in the episodes that will be incorporated into the collections here now. Um. And… let’s see here, I lost the thread now. Um. Yeah. [Very serious voice] David. [David looks nervous] Um. You are, or, I’ve asked in one of the fan groups on Facebook what people were most curious about and a lot of people were very curious about you.

D: Mmhm.

C: They might not know, or, they might not know a lot about your character and how it evolves, because you really began more like an extra and then you were written into… When did you decide to do that, Julie?

J: Um… weren’t you auditioning for Even?

D: Umm? [David looks confused]

J: Really, we had, okay, as I remember it anyway, before season three we had a joint audition where we were looking for Even but also looking to extend Isak’s group of friends. And then you were there but I’m not sure if you knew that you really were at an Even audition…

D: No, I think I was… No, I mean, because I knew Tarjei, Isak, we’re best friends, so it would have been weird to, well… [everyone laughs] No, so I think it was for something else than Even.

J: Yeah. Okay. But what’s really funny is that I’ve gotten a lot of questions about who the nine original characters were, and Magnus was one of the characters that I didn’t… that I realised when I was about to create him for season one that I didn’t need him, that he was unnecessary, but then I remembered him when I was writing season three, and then David auditioned, and he has an amazing timing and an amazing comedic talent, and he’s just an exceptionally talented actor, and knew Ta… [David pretends to dry away a tear and everyone giggles and applauds] and knew Tarjei really well, and I have a kind of standard audition that I always use for boys when they come to auditions, setting them up two and two, and I think I’ve seen that scene a thousand times…

H: The youth [at least I think that’s what he’s saying - diction, mate…] dialogue?

J: Yeah. And then David enters and does it in such a new and fresh way, it takes a lot to, like, impress me with that script, but he was totally awesome.

D: Cool.

J: So then he just became Magnus.

C: But then the character was in place from the beginning, with a, with a character core diamond with a shame and things like that?

J: He really was, I don’t know if I shared it with you, did you get…

D: You sent something, but it was after it was finished. [everyone laughs] It was at the party, the wrap party, that you came and were like *high pitched sound*

J: Yeah, but I’m pretty good at keeping an eye on the logic of a character, so he puts his charm and his comedic talent into the character, which is a gift to me and the series, but I make sure that Magnus stays inside that logic, or inside the character core diamond that you called it. So I remove everything in the clips that goes against that during the impro, or remove it from the script, or, “don’t say that”.

D: Pretty often.

C: I’ve got a question from your future… I almost said partner [I guess Christopher is referring to Tarjei since this was probably filmed around when David, Tarjei and Jakob moved into a flatshare together?] that I feel like I’ve almost got an answer to already, but he’s asking when you’re most yourself in the character, like when Magnus is most like David, that’s something he thinks that you should answer.

D: Most myself?

C: Are there times when you aren’t yourself?

J: It’s a trick question, don’t answer that.

D: I think I’m a bit myself in all the scenes, but… most myself, I don’t know? Maybe when I act with Ulrikke, it gets like…

U: YES!! [everyone laughs and applauds]

H: I think you miss each other.

U: We miss each other so much. But David has got a girlfriend, so…

C: But it isn’t like, you mentioned about impro, because you’ve noted in one of the scripts, I think that might be the script that’s… eh… yeah, I can’t remember if it’s the one donated here or to Skeivt Arkiv [The Norwegian archive for queer history], but either way you’ve written in your comments that “the fact that Magnus and Vilde stand there and flirt was something we thought of there and then, mostly because I think David and Ulle are so good at improvising and we had to use it”, that’s in episode five when they’re on their way into the party.

J: Yeah. Do you remember the door there?

U: Yeah.

C: And you do have [David re-enacts the flirty wave] Yeah, right, it’s that one, and you do have a few of those scenes, and it isn’t always easy to know what’s improvised or not because everything seems very natural, um, what I really wanted… [he laughs]

U: All that…

J: Just go ahead and ask.

C: What I really want to know, um… that meowing…? [he giggles]

J: Yeah, that was in the script.

C: That was in the script?? [both he and Julie laugh] Of course it was.

J: It was!!

C: At the Christmas party at…

J: Yeah. It's because he’s the “cat hooker”.

C: Yeah, of course.

J: So he has, it’s been a running gag that he has a thing for cats.

D: Where does it come from, I can’t remember, where…

J: When you’re by the Christmas tree, we’re talking about…

U: The tongue, you improvised…

J: Yeah, that was impro.

D: Yeah, but I mean when we were… you meowed? I don’t remember that?

U: It’s an iconic scene.

D: I don’t remember that.

J: She meows and then you say do it again.

D: Ah. That one, yeah. I remember now.

C: Yeah, that is, that is…

J: That I actually wrote, but what’s actually impro was him saying in the scene where they’re sitting at the cafeteria [no, I’m not even going to try to translate ”apeberget”… Peanut gallery?] at Nissen and eat buns, and Jonas says, like, it was written, “I hooked up with a girl once that didn’t have a clitoris”, and then he says “I hooked up with a girl that had a cat tongue” and then it turned into “cat hooker”, and that was impro.

C: So the whole thing…

J: The whole cat hooker thing, after that ended up in a clip then that was just a thing we continued.

C: Right. It happens sometimes that magic appears during impro and then it turns into a whole thread.

J: Exactly.

C: That’s great. We have another scene too that I was pretty surprised was improvised that we’re going to look at, but I’m sorry that there’s been some tech issues, or, we’ve skipped around a bit so the clip we’re about to show isn’t exactly in the order it was planned, but, like, in the episode where Even meets Isak’s friends for the first time in the corridor, it says, you’ve written, “can't remember why that scene is so sparsely written, I think it’s just because I ran out of time to write so we improvised the scene”.

J: Story of my life.

C: And that in the script, all it says is “they greet each other”, but then it turned into a very, very, um, strong and good scene, not in the least in the way the boys react to… Isak is obviously afraid of how people will react, let’s see what it says [the script page is shown on the screen], it says, the stage directions are just “Isak stands on the stairs at school and is saying goodbye to the boys when Even comes by. Isak introduces Even to the boys, the boys jokes about how they got thrown out on Friday, Isak gets embarrassed”. Um, and that’s really that, can we… we have that scene so we’ll take a look at it, and it’s just, um, like, I’m just wondering how the boys’ reactions evolved. But maybe just watch the clip first. [they all turn towards the screen but nothing happens] If it’s set up, that is. And now I got a stern talking to about not being too quick with the transitions.

*the clip plays*

#here it is #the promised translation of the Manusoverlevering Nationalmuseet Skam juni 2018 video #well the first part of it anyway #i am not a natural translator #for the anon(s?) asking for it #my shit #my translations

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seelestia · 2 years

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my day was great!! it’s the weekendddddd~ hru lia?? have you eaten and drank your water??

to stand by the pillar of fortitude himself you must persevere and remain steadfast through the trials, little one- lmao it's ok we'll nurse them back to health!!! ( ayato fully knows he can heal himself with magic but since you're panicking and fussing over him he decides to not tell you ;) )

ikr prefect!ayato is such a good concept slkdjflskdjf

LMAO I TOTALLY AGREE HE WOULD BLACKMAIL ME THE MOMENT HE SAW ME SWOONING OVER ZHONGLI

o h ? hehehe i feel like ayato would totally go :0 when he sees your protective instinct flaring up. kinda backfires for you tho, cause he probably finds if even more endearing and he just falls for you even more <3

ye!!! he has the potential and background to become a villain but he’s not!! i think that’s even more impressive ✨ pff imagine him and professor yae’s “banter” in class…. all the chilling smiles and the tension in the air as they throw veiled passive-aggressive comments back and forth… all the students are like “o archons please get me out of here-“

i-it is…. gosh…. he’s so….. hhhhhhhh i love love love his jp voice. so much. ohhh i like that take!! slytherin al haitham <3

awee that’s a very cute imagination - us just picking up these smol little chibi characters by the scruff of their night and plopping them down to the appropriate miniature hogwarts houses' common rooms hehehe

giant rock frog bahahahhah omg- if you want a full shield bot i think you can probably have more? otherwise that should be enough?? if you want a 50:50 my brother said 30-40k should be good, and for the rest just focus on geo dmg + crits… but dps zhongli on the other hand... lemme see if i can get his build-

(jesus christ that crit dmg lmao)

GLADLY i mean you would be invited to the wedding either way so ikr??? he would look so good aldkjaksjdlajsdkakljd i’m frot hignlkjd

ohoho. hmmm. for fluff, definitely “childhood sweethearts”, “soulmates”, and “reincarnation au” <3 for angst, whatever trope my request was (is that even a trope lmao), and i totally agree - “right person, wrong time” is so </3 “terminal illness” probably? or stuff like “amnesia” or “accident/surgery/being in a coma” is also very very nice….. ooooooh this is giving me request ideas ✨✨✨✨

WAIT REALLY??? awh that’s too bad… ok have this then - if you ever try to see the chasm from sumeru, it looks like the great wall of china or something, it's amazing:

(ignore the charred grass klee was having a little too much fun there lmao)

^ additionally, zhongli, babysitting klee. run, hilichurl, run for your life-

oh, poor poor gimel. i created a teleport waypoint just for farming zhongli’s pillars. literally went there every day just to beat them up 🤕

awh dw about it!! you were on vacation and all!! <3 and i see you hehehe

rin jieeee, i'm super sorry for the late reply but i am here !! >:) NAURRRR, has your hubby's ancient fossil soul possessed your body??? snap out of it 🤨 (/j) seeing the word, persevere reminds me of the ayato angst drabble i wrote and now, i'm writing another angst fic about him for your collab <//3 aaaaa, i really wanna ramble about my vaporize wip to you but that might ruin the surprise, so maybe i should keep it hush-hush??? fjejkskdwk

IKR??? ayato is a character whose personality would flourish as a villain like if he weren't the son of a noble clan in inazuma, imagine his potential... as a fatui harbinger. albeit, i think both him and pantalone share those rich, classy vibes so they gotta fight for that spot in the ranks (/j) BUT AYATO AS A FATUI HARBINGER?? GOODBYE 🏃🏃🏃

i swear, he'd no longer need a bodyguard if he has me <//3 if i hear anyone say anything less than likable about him in the streets, it's on sight (/j) as a samoyed puppy in human form, i shall protect him !! tho, i can't help but think about what animal would suit him... i wanna say fox, but that'd somewhat make ayato a blue version of miko AND I LAUGH AT THAT 😭

your love for alhaitham really did grow immensely, it seems... has he dethroned kazuha??? *gasp* 👀 (/j) rip, @/meizuha, it is now time for @/meitham to shine <3 speaking of, have you finished the sumeru archon quest??? i just got around to finishing it a few days ago but it sure was memorable when alhaitham appeared fkekwdk ty for the tips~ my zhongli has about 46k HP now, and he's a shielder who gives occasional burst DMG (around 30k) since he has the catch r1 with accidentally 250% energy recharge 🫣 your crit DMG is smth else, you are spoiling him, helpppp. (/lh) i can understand because that shall be me when ayato rerun arrives <//3

awww, i can see the link between your fav fluff tropes here 👀 like the sense of being connected thru time and just an intuition of knowing that you're simply meant to be together :( this suddenly makes me think of a reincarnation au with zhongli, oml. there is something about you. something familiar but he can't place his hands on it like searching for a way out amidst a hazy fog. he has never met you before, or has he? your name is lost at the tip of his tongue — but as he looks into your eyes — memories surge forward and the disbelief in his voice echoes, "y/n?" weird, you've never told him your name.

AND THE ANGST TROPES, SO TRUE. smth about external obstacles that hold back a character just hurts because it feels like they can't do anything about whatever that fate has thrown at them, aaaaa. <//3 amnesia trope, in particular, has sm potential imo because the sheer devastation when you realize that all those memories of you loving that person are now lost? just like that? and when your own beloved stares at you so blankly as if you're a mere stranger, your heart can't help but shatter.

oooo, it does look like the great wall of china from that angle! hoyoverse really said irl inspiration, huh 🤧 BUT THE WAY THE HILICHURL GAVE UP??? it saw babysitter zhongli and fled. (/j) and as someone who also has klee, the charred grass is a familiar sight~ at least, she's not fish blasting this time but idk if sumerians care that much about their grass... klee gets banned from sumeru city era??? 😭 also, i don't remember if i've asked this before but what five stars do you have in your acc rn, rin jie??? i know that you have zhongli, itto, kazuha, xiao, and jean — is there anyone else i'm missing??? 👀

#when you said it felt like a month last time you heard from me I LAUGHED BECAUSE I SWEAR IT'S ONLY BEEN LIKE A WEEK OR TWO 😭#or did you miss me that much 🫣 (/lh)#ngl i keep wanting to drink strawberry tea lately because of your tea adventures 😭 maybe i should go buy some online??? fruit tea <3 #ask box! 📬#visitor: dearest rin! 💠

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I know Bremen's keeper because I follow the Spanish league. Last year levante UD had 3 GKs injured, they used a junior one who got injured as well and then got Livia on loan I think from Hacken to make her get more experience in goal to prepare her for being the successor of swiss goal after the retirement of their first gk this summer

One of her first match was a very windy match (120km/h) against Barcelona that ended 4-0. She was heartbroken

I'm surprisated they would allow a game to go on with that kind of wind

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polyghostfacehours · 3 years

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is it possible to maybe get 37 mixed with 44 for Frank, like "I thought you couldn't stand me." being met with "I can't stop thinking about you" :0? I know I already sent one in but I'm more interested in this one so you can ignore the other one fjsnfjd ily

YES YES YES. More Frank? Always good. This got much longer than a drabble, since Frank isn't requested as often. SO I kinda popped off lmao. Hope you enjoy Bee!

TW: NSFW. Frank being kind of a dick.

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37. “i thought you ‘couldn’t stand me’” + 44. “i can’t stop thinking about you.”

You wanted the debate in your head to last longer. To approach or not approach. You hated the fact that the answer had come to you so easily. He was a killer. He massacred you and your friends on a daily (if time could be perceived that way anymore) basis, and seemingly enjoyed doing so.

Yet, ever since the day you had knocked the mask off his head, you couldn't stop thinking about him. He was handsome. Dark hair, scars, smooth skin. Even the way his lips curled into a snarl at realization that his identity was on full display was attractive. His taunting had always gotten to you, more than you'd like to admit, but it seemed now it had multiplied tenfold.

You wanted to hate him. Had told him you hated him. But as you approach his form, sitting on the forest floor, lips tightening around the blunt as he took a drag and released, you found any trepidation you had flying out the window.

Fuck. Why did he have to be your type.

At your approaching foot steps, Frank whips his mask back on and snaps his head towards your direction. His shoulders visibly tense when he sees you, and there's little doubt in your mind that if he could, he'd gut you right then and there. You couldn't see it, but you could tell his eyes were glaring as they watched you stride up and plop down next to him.

"The fuck you want?" Is all he says, and you shrug.

"Mind if I take drag?" you ask, pointing at the blunt in his hand. He looks down at it, as if he had forgotten it was there. He briefly considered putting it out on your arm before shrugging and handing it over.

You almost gasp in surprise. You had gotten ready for your usual banter. Ready for him to hurl insults, push you away, and then grossly hit on you in one fell swoop. That's the usual routine. He had never been this blasé in any interaction he'd ever had with you. It was...nice.

His fingers brush against yours as he hands you the burning bud, and if it was anyone else, you'd cringe at how dirty his fingers were. Caked in blood (maybe even your blood) and dirt and probably damp with sweat. Instead, the contact had electricity race up your spine.

He watches as you suck in the smoke, notices the rise of your chest as you do so, and he hesitates briefly before speaking up.

“I thought you ‘Couldn’t stand me’” he scoffs leaning back on his hands and giving a cackle as you cough from dragging too much. Once you catch your breath you glare out at the forest and, before you can stop yourself, the words leave your mouth.

"I can't stop thinking about you."

You stiffen up once the sentence finishes, and humiliation paints your face as Frank howls.

"H-holy shit. Are you fuckin' serious?" You finally look over and see his shoulders shake as he laughs uncontrollably. "I kill you. I kill your loser friends. And your reaction is to crush on me like a schoolgirl? You're a freak!"

You lips fall into a thin line, and you get up to leave before his arm shoots out and pulls you back down. You let out a grunt of surprise and you almost explode as Frank straddles you. His mask is gone now, and he smirks down at you like a predator. The scar on his lips contort as he does, and his teeth look far too sharp in the perpetual moonlight of the Realm.

"Nah, nah. Where're you going, babe?" he says as a breathy laughs leaves his lips. "C'mon, why don't you show me how much you've been thinking about me?"

"Get bent you pri-" His lips seal over yours and you gasp into his mouth. The kiss is rough and hungry, and he bites your lip in order to slip his tongue into your mouth. He tastes like weed and cheap beer and it's intoxicating.

His hands are on you fast, far too fast, and your head spins as he unbuttons your pants and shoves his hand down them. He makes contact with your folds, and his fingers find your clit much faster than you expected him to before he starts rubbing it in tight, fast circles. You moan at the pleasure and Frank moves down to kiss your neck.

"Fuck. Already soaked. You really have been thinking about me, hmm?" he murmurs against your neck. It happens fast. Groping, shedding clothes, you cumming around his deft fingers. Before you know it he's sliding his length against your cunt, looking down all the while as your juices coat his underside.

"Fuck!" he slaps your thigh roughly, and you squeak. "Damn. You know what? I've been thinking about you too. Thinking about how bad I wanted to wreck this cute little cunt of yours. Rubbed one out to it just a few trials ago." He cackles, before prodding your entrance and sliding in.

You throw your head back at the sweet intrusion, and you hear his loud curse as he enters.

"Mmm-so tight 'n' - ngh- wet." Frank grunts out as he begins a rough pace right off the bat. He lowers himself to his elbows, lips crashing onto yours again and your hands move to tangle in his hair.

"G-god. Frank! You- you feel so, ah, good!" you moan out as he angles himself upwards sharply. A growl leaves his lips as you say that, and his pace somehow becomes breakneck.

"Yeah? Yeah, baby? You like my fat cock inside of ya? Fuck. 'M gonna wreck you. You'll - ah! - fuckin' beg for it next time!"

Dirty talk falls from his lips, becoming increasingly more fragmented. You reach down to rub at your clit, and when he notices, Frank sits up slightly and throws your hand out of the way before replacing it with his own. It felt incredible. The roughness, the fast pace, the angle hitting your sweet spot, rough pad of his thumb circling your clit. Soon, you're cumming around him, his name leaving your mouth like a prayer.

Frank throws his head back before snapping it back down to you and grabbing your hips, slamming himself into you as roughly as he could. His dark eyes train on where your bodies meet, and the feeling of your pussy tugging on him as you cum had a sharp yell leaving his lips. He slams in one more time and holds your hips flush to his as he spills thick ropes of cum into you.

The afterglow lasts a little longer than both of you expect. You both lay there, side by side, panting and staring at the dark sky. The wind blows, cooling your bodies, and you shiver. If Frank was a better man, he'd offer you his jacket. Instead, he gets up and tucks himself away, before zipping up his pants.

You look over at him, and find that his mask was back on. You find yourself missing his face, and the realization has you frowning. Frank turns to you, eyes trained on where his cum was still leaking out of your aching entrance, and he cracks his neck and rolls his right shoulder before speaking.

"See ya next time, baby."

Fuck that guy.

And then he's gone.

You huff.

#frank morrison #frank morrison x reader #legion x reader #slasher x reader #slasher imagines #slashers x reader #dbd #dbd x reader #dead by daylight #the legion x reader

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angrelysimpping · 2 years

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i'm crying cause i'm tired and should have gone to sleep like, three hours ago. that's totally why. yeah

sorry for wonky formatting i am....i am sleepy

You see smoke trailing from beneath an umbrella. It's Whitney. He stands under a tree near the park's fountain. (2) Approach

You approach Whitney, and take shelter from the rain under the tree. "What's my favourite slut doing here?" (1) Offer milkshake (0:20) | + Love

Whitney glances at you in surprise when he sees the milkshake in your hand. You think you saw a hint of a blush for a moment. "What a nice surprise, slut." (1) Share (2) Give

(2) Give

Whitney looks taken aback as you hand him the milkshake, and roughly wraps his arm around your shoulder. You spend the next twenty minutes leaning against him, idly chatting while Whitney drinks and smokes. When he's done, he leans over and kisses you with a surprising softness. He tastes like vanilla and cigarettes. This is immediately followed up by Whitney pushing you away. | + Love

(1) Share

"Haven't you seen a romance movie before?" you say. You take a sip before tipping the straw over to him. Whitney rolls his eyes, and grabs the cup from your hands before taking a long sip. [Defiant] / "I-I thought we could maybe share?" You smile, offering him the drink. Whitney wraps an arm around you. You spend the next twenty minutes leaning against him, occasionally taking sips. [Submissive] Whitney wraps an arm around you. You spend the next twenty minutes leaning against him, occasionally taking sips. As you near the end, he leans up, and holds the milkshake away from you as you go to grab it. Whitney has a smug look as he keeps the cup out of reach above your head. (1) Let it happen (2) Protest (3) Distract | Promiscuity 3

(2) Protest

"Give it back," you demand, glaring at Whitney. "Or else." [Defiant] / "P-please give that back," you say, pouting at Whitney. [Submissive] He laughs, but relents and offers you the straw for the last sip. You notice Whitney looks a little too closely at your lips as you suck on the straw, but he's pushing you off before you can say anything. | + Love | + Lust

(3) Distract | Promiscuity 3

[breast 0 (nipples) to 2 (tiny)]

You slowly straddle Whitney, planting your knees on either side of his lap and leaning back on his thighs. Next, you press your crotch against his immense cock, purposefully angling to cause the most friction through his clothes. You can feel him getting hard as you press up against him, and Whitney's breathing grows labored. You already feel in control and the act is too tame to soothe, but it does excite you. | + Arousal

[breast 3 (small) to 5 (modest)]

You slowly straddle Whitney, planting your knees on either side of his lap and leaning back on his thighs. Then, you inch forward until your stomach touches his chest, and your sensitive (small/pert/modest) breasts are pressed forward. You reach out and wrap your arms around his neck. You lean forward, trying to draw attention to your sensitive (small/pert/modest) breasts and puffing your chest out. He watches with rapt attention, though his mouth curls into a leer at your breast size. You already feel in control and the act is too tame to soothe, but it does excite you. | + Arousal | - Stress

[breasts 6 (full) to 8 (ample)]

You slowly straddle Whitney, planting your knees on either side of his lap and leaning back on his thighs. Then, you inch forward until your stomach touches his chest, and your sensitive (full/large/ample) breasts sit against his collar. You lean forward, drawing his attention more firmly and prominently displaying yourself. Whitney's eyes are glued to your chest. You already feel in control and the act is too tame to soothe, but it does excite you. | + Arousal | - Stress

[breasts 9 (massive) to

You slowly straddle Whitney, planting your knees on either side of his lap and leaning back on his thighs. Then, you inch forward until your stomach touches his chest, and your sensitive (massive/huge/gigantic/enormous) breasts hang heavily in front of his face. You drape yourself across Whitney, pressing his face firmly in your cleavage. His breathing is heavy and hot against your chest. You already feel in control and the act is too tame to soothe, but it does excite you. | + Arousal | - Stress Whitney loses focus for a second, and the hand holding the milkshake begins to droop. You're able to snatch it from his hand before he realizes it. Whitney barks a laugh as you lean back triumphantly and loudly sip the last of the treat before leisurely getting off of him. | + + Love | + + Lust

(1) Let it happen

Whitney suddenly leers at you, and you can almost see the thought forming in his mind. In one swift tug, he pulls down his trousers. He dumps the lukewarm milkshake across his hardening cock and expectantly spreads his legs further. "Well, slut? You gonna clean me up? Better make it fucking spotless and we'll see about a reward." (1) Lick lovingly | Promiscuity 4 (2) Lick enthusiastically (3) Lick grudgingly (4) Refuse

(1) Lick lovingly | Promiscuity 4

You slowly settle down to your knees, stroking his thighs. You begin to lick his cock with a gentleness Whitney wasn't expecting. It doesn't take much of your licking before Whitney shoves your face against his crotch even further. Whitney's immense cock towers over your face as you lick across the shaft and shower it with attention, doing your best to clean up all of the cream, even though it's hard to reach every inch. Your own saliva begins to coat your face as the wet parts of his cock rub against it. You already feel in control and the act is too tame to soothe, but it does excite you. | + Arousal Whitney pulls your head away as he reaches his peak, grabbing his immense cock with his other hand and rapidly stroking it before his cum shoots from the tip. You open your mouth obediently and stick out your tongue, but a wicked grin spreads across his face, and instead he rubs his cock on your face and cheeks as he climaxes, covering you with his cum. You start to look up, however Whitney shoves you to the ground and abruptly stalks off. You think you saw him blushing. | + Love | - Lust (1) Next

[My heart]

(2) Lick enthusiastically

You smirk, dropping to your knees in front of him, and begin to lick the cream away. You expertly clean his cock and Whitney pats your head approvingly as you finish. "Good slut; now finish the job." (1) Comply

[Start consensual encounter]

Whitney ejaculates down the back of your throat. He runs a hand through your hair. "Hope you liked your treat, slut." You blush. | - Stress | - Trauma | - Pain

He leans back, shoving you backwards away from his lap. "Get yourself cleaned up before somebody sees you, slut. Don't want anybody else getting any ideas." Whitney lights a cigarette and stands, fixing his clothes. | - Lust You fix your clothing. (2) Refuse

[Start nonconsensual encounter]

He presses his penis against your lips. "You don't get to leave a job half done slut; get to work and don't make me say it again." Whitney yanks your hair, impatiently grinding up against your face.

[Scream]

Your cries for help attract attention, and Whitney shoves you backwards with a scowl. "You're in luck this time." He says, fixing his clothes and storming off. You feel horny as you rise to your feet. You fix your clothing.

[Fight off]

You shove Whitney back, before scrambling backwards and getting to your feet. You feel horny as you flee. Whitney is gone when you look back. You fix your clothing.

[Make them cum]

[note: screaming and fighting Whitney off kicks you back to the park screen but Whitney is still in the park and can be approached again. making them cum has you taken back to Whitney's interaction screen]

(3) Lick grudgingly

You hesitate, dropping to your knees, and begin to reluctantly lick the milkshake off of him. Whitney eventually gets frustrated with your slowness, pressing your face more firmly against his crotch. (1) Refuse

[Starts nonconsensual encounter like above]

(4) Refuse

Whitney scowls, grabbing you forcefully and pulling you to your knees. "I don't think you heard me right, slut; start cleaning." (1) Next

Whitney glares at you, grabbing you and shoving you to the ground. "I don't think you heard me right. Get to work, slut."

[Starts nonconsensual encounter like above]

#;_;#im /soft/#scene sharing #spoilers

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[Translation] Aka no Hanayome Vol 1 | Ichi no Kouho: Hanabusa Mizuho

I was supposed to post this originally on Valentines day but I missed the deadline I set for myself =u=' Welp, better late than never. I knew I had to translate this when I saw no translations. At least I hope not 👀 Did not regret it. Hanae Natsuki's voice and voice acting are divine~ And Mizuho does give off the tsundere vibes if he isn't already one.

Before you read the translation though, I'd also like to give credit to this amazing blogger and their blog post on this which you should check out. It's mostly Chinese though so you'd probably have to auto-translate the whole page like I did. Yes, I do rely on Google Translate for everything but hey, it helped me decipher what was going on and they had great commentary ehe

Okay! Here's your mandatory warning that this translation is R18. I mean.. most of my translations probably will be.

Synopsis: https://wakannaiyo.tumblr.com/post/107889984948/brother-lover-aka-no-hanayome-completely

紅ノ華嫁壱ノ候補：華房瑞穂 CV: ペロペロチーノ

Track 1: The Master's Prospective Bride (主人の花嫁候補)

[0:11] Enter. Exactly on time, huh? So I guess the last guy didn't try to keep you 'till last minute. What are you doing? Close the door already. Well then, how long do you intend to keep standing over there? It's hard to talk with you that far away. Hah..! How about coming closer without me having to tell you? There's fine. Sit down. [1:06] If you've already sat down, strip. What's there to be confused about? I am of course referring to your clothes. Or is there something there that you can't show to your master? ..H-Hey! What type of person suddenly starts taking all their clothes off?! Who told you to get full on naked? I didn't mean it like that..! The mark. It's fine as long as I can see where the mark is. I want to know the current status of the other candidates. [1:50] Mm? Ohh.. I heard one was on the right shoulder, but it's also on the back. Show me a bit more of this part. It's hard to see the mark well. So it's.. a sunflower? That means the branch house is... Hmph, this situation, isn't it pretty much the same as before? He seems to be your classmate, or something like that? Well, whatever. Show me the next one. It's on a place where you have to take off your socks? A peach blossom... on the instep of the left foot? (T/N: Even though he said right foot, technically, the position is left so I'm not rlly sure) Hm~! As an illegitimate son, the placement suits Hidemasa quite well. However, to think that the scope of the candidates chosen was this extensive? Hmph, even the mistress's son was included as a candidate. I have no idea how you even spent a month with that guy. And... My older brother's mark? [3:08] Hey. Where is Kouki's mark? W-Wait! Is there no way to see it, without raising your skirt? Uh..! ..It's on your inner thigh? On such a troublesome place.. With you sitting like that, it would be hard to show. Stick out your left leg more. Ah, that's fine. Now his flower is, a chrysanthemum. What's more; it's more related to the government than the other ones. (T/N: Chrysanthemum is recognized as the national flower of Japan alongside cherry blossoms because it is the Imperial Emblem of Japan) ..That too I can understand. [3:52] You.. like my older brother right? Don't you realize that denying it in a hurry like that makes you look even more suspicious? Hm. Though whether you deny it or not, it doesn't change the fact that the mark has blossomed to this extent. There's no point in trying to hide it. Aren't you glad? After having to constantly long for my brother, why aren't you honestly expressing yourself? Why are you denying it so fervently? Do you think I'm unaware of things? Back when you just started working for the Hanabusa house as a maid, you might have been able to work for him if you kept up a good job. I have ascertained that it was your dream. Why are you so surprised? The way your thoughts easily appear on your face hasn't changed at all since then. It's not just me. Weren't you aware that you've always been like that? As I'll tell you; you've served me for a long time. You could even say you're part of the minor exception from all the countless other servants I've fired throughout the years. Ah, no– maybe that's only about half of the reason but.. Even so, you still weren't able to become my brother's exclusive maid. That guy originally didn't want any servants to be placed near him. I'm sure you knew as well? If the ceremony for selecting the head of the family wasn't held and my brother succeeded the family as it is, all the servants under the Hanabusa house would have been expelled. That person.. loathes the status inequality after all. [5:45] But now with the current circumstances, even the eldest son is just another mere candidate. The conditions of this curse.. I don't exactly understand the custom itself, but it's certainly convenient for me. With this, it's finally possible for me to beat my older brother on the same playing field. That's enough. You can put your leg back. [6:12] Hey. Who told you to start buttoning up? We still haven't

finished yet. Show me mine. The flower's on the left side of your chest.. That's good~ Right over the heart. Hm.. It still isn't as vivid yet ..huh? Looking at it properly, the outline's the same as the one on my left hand. Can I really do this? Hm~! Well, it's fine. We still have a lot of time left starting from today after all. As long as I know more about the other candidates, it's going to be easy. [7:06] You being the one I have to get close to is rather relieving, you know. (?) The fact that the marks appeared on you just means that there wasn't any other woman more preferable for the position. Besides, on the off chance that the selection ceremony for the family's head were to be held, you would have been educated by your parents from an early age in order to serve me, as well as aid me in becoming the head of the family, is that right? Right now is the time for that chance. Play your role well, to the best of your ability. Hmph~ Even if you've already proven your obedience, there's still four hanayome candidates. We won't know precisely what anybody's true motives are. [7:57] Ahh.. You basically have that maid outfit as a uniform. But I'll inform you just in case. I would prefer if you wore clothes that covered the marks by all means for the time being. Stop messing around with the other candidates. Make sure that the other guys can't see the marks. Even if you have to resort to hiding them, I won't mind whichever method. [8:25] By the way, how are you feeling today? Being selected as the hanayome bride means that the curse is currently in effect, isn't it? Your complexion.. doesn't look too bad however.. I see. In that case, prepare chamomile tea. The other guys don't normally drink tea I assume. During the full three months that you were with the other candidates, did you think I was making tea for myself? That's the job expected of the servant who serves their master isn't it? In any case, it was always useful to have you around. Ahh, make chamomile tea for two. That's not it. You were going to drink too, right? Even before this meeting, what was I to do if I wanted to drink tea for two people? *sigh* You want to drink tea as well right? Give it a rest for today. One month from now.. Even I don't know what will happen.

Track 2: Sweet Water, Bitter Punishment (甘い水苦い罰)

[0:04] Oh, it's you. Good morning. No, the time's just fine. I got it. You can bring my meal here. Father's on a business trip today. I'll be eating in my room. What is it? If you have something to say, then say it clearly. So what? My brother may still be here, however I have no regards for eating together with him. Is that clear? Bring the meal over here. [1:02] Ahh.. You can eat together with me in my room. It's been my turn since last week. You have no obligation to trouble yourself with anybody else's orders. Understood? Hm, if you do then start doing as I said. Ah, and make sure to finish early today! We have something to do after school. Don't forget. [1:50] *sigh* You finally came. Being in a different grade level makes it inconvenient at times like these. Ah, you don't have to. I can carry it myself. Since we won't be using a car today. I told you that we had something to do afterwards right? I didn't call for one for that reason. I'll contact them about our location later while we're on the way. Come on, let's go. Hurry up and guide the way. [2:26] Didn't you say that there was a cafe you liked recently? One that's pretty close to the academy, but isn't well-known by most students. It's not like.. there has to be a particular reason. This is also needed to advance the selection ceremony. Even if you're conscious about it, this is only to progress the blooming of your mark. If you really get it, then hurry up and bring us to it. Huh–? Weren't you listening? “This is for the selection ceremony.” Not because of you. So.. stop with that. [3:20] It's like you said. The atmosphere is quiet and cozy, looks good. I guess it wouldn't be bad to come here sometimes. I'm fine, just order what you'd like for the two of us. Ah, a coffee special would be fine. You're worrying about it too seriously. Your brows are wrinkling. Are you that concerned about it? If you can't narrow it down to two, you'll just have to narrow it down to three. I'll still eat either way. Uuh.. What is it this time? You're staring with that predatory look in your eyes. That's why I told you; this isn't for you. This too, it's for the sole purpose of advancing the selection ceremony to become the next family head and so I– Y-You.. Are you even listening? Forget it. Hurry up and order. [4:44] Hmph~ Women really do get excited when eating dessert... Why the apology? It's not like you could help it. It's just, I don't fully understand why is all. Hah.. How many years has it been now that you've been with me? Was there ever a time you've heard me say I don't like sweets? Besides, if you hated it, you wouldn't go through the trouble of coming here to ask for a glass of water. What makes you think I would force myself to eat something I dislike for you? Indeed, I don't like sweets as much as you do, but I don't hate them either, and the food here.. it doesn't taste half bad. Really... this happy over something like this. Nothing, never mind. [5:49] That reminds me. About the selection ceremony, how much do you know? So that's how it is.. There's not much difference from what I already know. (T/N: Lore dump! If I make it through this, it's gonna' be because of the description they gave on their website because otherwise, I'm screwed) Held once every few decades, a flower-shaped mark representing a house candidate appears on the hanayome bride's body. The one who first blooms their flower mark will be chosen to become the new head. There should have been one hanayome bride per candidate originally, but this year, all candidates are connected to only one hanayome. You're rather pitiful as well. You've got four men vying for you somewhat. Hmph, well, it is our purpose as candidates since you're the bride. Being selected as the hanayome bride would be.. tiresome simply put. However, dealing with not one, but four candidates pretty much screams chaos. So this time as a special case, it's been decided that each candidate will get one month to bloom their respective flower marks. Whoever manages to fully bloom their

mark in the shortest amount of time, they'll let the candidates compete and narrow it down to that. [7:07] Speaking of which, I tried looking up whether there was any similar case in the past, though it seems this selection ceremony is the only incident of it ever occurring. There wasn't anything else related to it recorded. It's hard to believe there were no problems. Many of the higher-ups.. could have possibly hidden it well. Unfortunately, there's no way for me to access that information. That kind of thing, it's something my brother would have a better shot at. [7:40] Hmh... Regarding the selection ceremony itself.. I still don't understand much of it. Other than that, how are you faring with your position as the bride? I've divulged most of the information I know so far as it is. Do you know anything more than what I've told you? Is that so.. To elaborate, about the marks on your body. Do they hurt? Personally, my left hand starts to hurt a little occasionally. Right now it's completely fine. However, yours compared to mine, isn't it completely different? You just said that you experience seizures. How does it— *perfect timing seizures occur* [8:29] H-Hey!? What just happened-? ..W...Water? Here! After drinking that much, your heaving hasn't changed.. Is your throat still dry..? ..You– ..Are these the seizures? A.. Ah! You have medicine? Your bag, which pocket is it in? Is this it? Hey, I got it! This medicine.. Isn't this just apple-flavored candy!? Would this even work? Hold on, I'll give you some. Here! Open your mouth. Is your breathing alright? You're still sweating.. Are you listening to me at all? This.. Do you still feel thirsty? But you're– until now, you've never had a seizure. Ah.! Did you really... Were you just putting up with it in front of me this whole time? You dumbass.! Just be patient. I'll call for a car! [9:46] This is Mizuho, immediately send a car to the storefront. Do it now!

Track 3: Flowers for the Sake of the House (庭の花は家の為)

[0:11] We'll stay in my room for now. No one will come here. Also, what am I supposed to do? How do you.. suppress these seizures? At a time like this, you're still worried about being formal? Do you still feel thirsty? Your lips became this dry.. [0:40] Uah?? Uh.. I was just touching your lips, wasn't I? Why are you– *gets hit with the sex macguffin realization* Ah..! Could it be... that ridiculous legend's actually true? “Only the 'love' given by the successor.. has the power to unravel the curse.” You, have you constantly had these.. attacks until now? Before my turn came... When they happen, it really.. so that guy did...!? Damn it! Now's not the time for that. Hey.. Look at me. Your seizures, I'll make them disappear. [1:33] Your lips.. don't purse them like that. Do you really hate being kissed by me that much? Then open your mouth. I've only heard that one way to suppress it; is with a kiss and.. whether your seizures will really subside... we won't know if it works without trying. ..Don't reject me. That's it. Just like that. [2:32] Has.. something changed? I feel like your complexion's gotten a little better but.. your breathing's still labored. Maybe just kissing.. isn't enough to calm it completely? Your throat, does it still feel dry? Don't force yourself to laugh with that pained expression. Why? You make it look as if you're okay.. If it feels painful, then say it is. Even since then, you've always had this strange habit of pushing yourself too hard in difficult situations. *sigh* Listen. The possibility of me being the successor.. to make me the head of the family, you've been with me all this time to fulfill that purpose haven't you? If you work to make me the head, there might be a way to break your hanayome curse. In short, it's just duty. So.. accept me. [3:56] Good. You should just lie down. From the looks of it, a kiss isn't enough is it? Your clothes too. I'll take them off, so stay still. [4:17] Oh... Your.. Uh, never mind. Lift your back a little. Your skin is.. fairly pale. And it's soft.. It trembles a little with just the touch of my fingertips though.. Maybe it's because of the attack? Or... are you scared of me? Am I.. doing something terrible to you..? You don't have to apologize. It can't be helped in this situation, right? It's just that.. the thought that there were other guys that might have touched this skin.. it makes me feel this weird feeling that I don't really understand. You.. You've been with me all this time and yet... What a quick reaction~ Hey.. don't cover your mouth. If you hold back your voice, I won't be able to tell whether it feels good or not. Even the way your body reacts, I want to know more about it. Let out your voice. If it's difficult, that's okay too. Are you.. feeling good? You're letting out your voice.. really nicely but... We're only doing this for work. If you think about it like that, it wouldn't be as embarrassing right? So.. you don't have to look away so much. I'll touch you down here too. Even through the underwear, you can tell how wet it is. I'll take this off too. I wonder if I should. (?) Haa... what are you doing worrying about my uniform? Forget it. It'll be taken off eventually, I might as well get rid of it now. ..Your leg's in the wrong place. Bend your knee from the right. That's it. Your body's.. surprisingly soft. There, it's finally off. [8:58] Ah.. How fascinating... It's so wet that you can easily slide a finger in.. It feels good, does it? That's good. It's hot, your insides.. Don't squirm around so much-! It'll only hurt if I don't do this, you know. Or have your seizures already stopped completely? It hasn't yet, has it? Like I said; whatever's happening between us, we're just doing this for the sake of the house. Come on, don't close your legs. And stop flailing your arms. Mm, that's fine. ..I'll put a finger in. Does it hurt..? I see. Then, just a bit more.. It's gotten really wet with just this.. are you okay? Wait a bit. Ah–? Don't look..! I don't have to tell you, do I?

What else do you think I'm doing? There's a rule about that? Even without it, I wouldn't go that far. Now, stay still. I'm putting it in. Tell me if it hurts. ...! What did you apologize for? There's nothing for you to apologize for at all. And.. don't say it at this timing. We're not doing anything forbidden. I, being the successor, and doing this with you... I don't think it's something bad. You're.. going to be my bride after all. Naturally! You've been with me all this time.. You're not opposed to it... are you? Haa.. Then, it's fine now right? Relax your body. [12:21] H-Hey.. Are you okay? ..It doesn't hurt, right? Relax your body a bit more. That's– all of it.. Are you fine? Hey, close your eyes. It's really hot.. inside of you. I'll start moving. Is this good..? Oh-! What is it.? ..Are your ears sensitive? When I kiss your ears, it tightens up.. inside of you. Does this... really.. feel good? Amazing... It's twisting around so much. You too, are you also.. feeling it? Does it.. feel better.. when I do this? Heh~ You really like it in your ears, huh..? Anymore... I can't– much longer..! Uh.. Guh-! [17:06] Hey... How's your condition-? It looks like the seizures have died down now, huh? Hah~ So doing that type of thing actually managed to help.. You having been able to endure it until now must mean.. if there's some type of contact or closeness to some extent, you won't experience an attack? .."Probably," huh? Well, I understand now. I'll keep that in mind. You too. If you feel like you're about to experience anything, tell me right away. Something like just the apple candy you have wouldn't provide much relief, right? Since I'm here now, you don't have to endure it on your own alright? [18:08] Oh yeah, the mark on your body. There's supposed to be a change after giving you 'love', I think. Did anything change? Ah, let me see. [18:24] Oh... heh! You should see it in the mirror later too. The bellflower.. it's blooming even more clearly than before, it's beautiful. Should we bloom it this way..? With this, and the mark on the back of my hand, I finally understand how it works. Look, it's almost the same as mine. This acts as proof. It's a good thing. Any mark other than mine.. I wish they would all just disappear. Ah.? It's nothing. Sleep already. You're tired aren't you? I'm also... worn out.

Track 4: Thinning Out for a Desire to Monopolize (間引きは独占欲)

[0:12] Tongue.. Properly make the mark... This should be fine for today. Even if it easily subsides with a kiss, you should've told me sooner. [0:43] So, how's your mark? Let me see. Ohh... "No change," huh? I guess a kiss alone wouldn't fit the requirements for giving 'love', but if it was like that, then it wouldn't be able to suppress the seizures either.. And we only have about two weeks' time left.. In two weeks, I have to make this flower more vivid than anyone else's, or I won't qualify to be the final candidate. My brother's is still far more clear. If it comes down to this, he'll be.. Just to make sure, his mark that's on your inner thigh, it isn't developing anymore right? What else can we do? Is there no other way than to progress it steadily..? With only two weeks left, is it even possible to darken the mark any more than it already is? [1:57] Mm.. Why is that? The chrysanthemum is the most visible out of all the others' flowers. What's the difference between me and him? In the same way, haven't we both released our 'love' to you? Or is it... like I thought, you still like my brother even 'till now? You.. You like that person better than me, and that's the real reason why my mark hasn't been changing anymore? This mark will only bloom when the love of the successor and the bride's does. I've thoroughly given you my 'love'. So if there's a problem, it's your feelings towards me..! *it's about to get real cuz he body slams kabedons you* Could it be.. you don't want me, but my brother to become the head? Really? You really haven't thought of wanting to be his bride? Heh, you want me to believe you..? When your body has the mark of others imprinted deeply onto you... To expect me to believe in you.. is difficult. Sure enough... I have no other choice but to kill him. [3:31] Uh- Guh–! Don't cling to me! Ha..! As long as my dear older brother's involved, you get so desperate. ..Let go-! Is he that important to you? In that case, there's more reason for me to have him forcibly retire. (T/N: from life) As long as that person remains, I can't take my place as the head of the family. Shut up! There's nothing more for us to talk about. Get out. Did you not hear me? I said leave. Damn it.! No matter what i do, it's always him... [4:39] Why are you here? This is my brother's room, you know. Hmph~! In order to protect him, you decided to plan an ambush here against me? It's the middle of the night but you still work hard I guess. *you tell him to reconsider what he's about to do* I have nothing to "reconsider". You.. do you think you've got me all figured out? How conceited. Get out of the way. I have nothing to say to you. Doesn't it just completely irk you? Knowing full well that as someone who's no more than a bride, you don't have the power to do any real harm? Hmph! I'm warning you; this is pointless. *you pull out a knife and point it towards him* I see, so you... want to kill me? All for that person.. However, if the bride tries to kill a hanayome candidate, the marks will fade, and you will lose the qualifications of a bride. Surely you haven't forgotten that? *you say he's got it all wrong* What's "wrong"!? You have a blade pointed towards me. Aren't you planning to..?! [6:02] *you turn the knife against yourself* ..Why-? You... do you have a death wish? Do you understand the consequences of what you're doing? If you do this, the marks would fade away and disappear. If the bride loses the flowers on her body, she will also lose her eligibility. No one will be able to inherit the title of head any longer. And even you... What would be the point of you working for the Hanabusa family so far, don't you care for any of that?! Well sure, if you were no longer the hanayome bride, you wouldn't have to belong to anyone.. But to die in the process, how does that make it worth it? Even if you don't die, as someone who's lost their qualifications to be a bride, you'd.. be banished from the Hanabusa house. Taking it this far, what are you trying to prove to me by doing all

this? [7:01] You... really are an idiot. You weren't doing this for the sake of protecting my brother, but to prove you were on my side.. laying down your life so easily... This level of idiotic, I've never seen it before. [7:22] That's enough. Give me the knife. No, I won't try to kill Kouki anymore. It's not worth it with you on the line. That's why, you won't need the knife anymore right? Listen well. If you ever disappear on me, as your master, I will never forgive you. So, you better remember that.. I'm going to sleep for today. Come. We're returning to my room.

Track 5: Eternal Love Blossoms in Even a Moment (一時でも永遠の愛は咲く)

[0:05] You too, lie down over here. It could fit us both if we stay close together. It's.. not like I'm planning to do anything weird. Is it alright? Just this once. This is.. somewhat nostalgic. We often used to do this when we were kids, didn't we? Just us, lying down and telling each other dumb stories. Then we'd end up actually falling asleep in the midst of it. That's wrong–! I didn't cry! Didn't you cry a lot back then too? You would always come running to me every time you made a mistake at work.. Heh~ That's true. We'd even cry ourselves to sleep at times. Some things seemed to have changed since those times. As I got a bit older, I've grown up a lot from compared to when I was a kid.. And with the selection ceremony, I never actually thought it would happen with me. But.. it's not like I hated it. Better yet, I thought it was my chance. I wouldn't have been given this opportunity to be a candidate if the selection ceremony didn't happen. My goal is... to surpass that person. This is my one and only chance to do it. In your situation, you were also brought up with the possibility of becoming a bride. It's better to become a real bride rather than just ending it as a maid, isn't it? *chuckle* You're making such a dumbfounded expression. If there's something that hasn't changed at all, it's probably the way you're so open with that sort of thing huh~? I've.. definitely changed. After all, it's not possible to stay a kid forever. [2:37] H-Hey..? What's wrong? ..! The seizures– Are you experiencing them again!? Dumbass! I told you that you didn't have to put up with it anymore, didn't I?! You don't have to keep using something like candy! Whether it's tolerable or it isn't, you're still experiencing the same pain! I'm right here so.. stop trying to endure it by yourself! Here, look this way. [3:30] ...How was that? Ah.. It's better than before? But.. it looks like you're still having trouble breathing normally. Ah- You don't have to. No need to force yourself to talk if it's hard. We'll take it slow. I'll help you through it, until you get better. Starting with... kissing.. Even with this, your throat's still dry right? So.. Step by step, I'll make it feel better so– You're starting to freeze up.. When the attack subsides, I'll stop. Your buttons, I'm going to undo them. [4:48] Ah... R-Right.. You wouldn't wear anything inside before going to bed, I guess that's obvious... Ah- Ah, no.. It just felt too soft all of a sudden. I was a bit surprised, I guess..? Like this.. If I start just by touching you, does it at least have some little effect? Here though. It already.. looks kind of stiff. Oh... Thinking back to it, you.. seemed to like it in your ears. Don't try to hide. The seizures will stop if I make you feel good, right? I'll touch your chest too. Your ears really are weak, huh~ You're already shivering.. Just a little more. I said I'd help make you feel better didn't I? Your breathing's.. still pretty erratic. Even if you're hiding it, I can tell. Raise your hips. It's a bit of a hindrance so.. I'll take off your underwear. A-About that. Removing your clothes one by one's.. wouldn't it be embarrassing? If anything–! U-Um, never mind. Just do it already! Your skin's so fair; I can still clearly see it despite how dim the room is. That's why-! Don't press your legs together. Even if you feel embarrassed, don't move around so much. [8:17] This... The fact that my brother's mark remains on your inner thigh. It's infuriating. Heh~! If I leave a hickey on top of it this way, you won't even be able to tell that his mark's there. Ehehe..! That's right. I really should have done this from the beginning. My older brother's mark... I should have gone over it with my own marks. I won't... Hah.. let anyone else come before me.! Because you're.. [9:33] Oh..? You're- Why are you trembling so much? Ahh... Did you feel it when I was kissing your inner thigh? Because, look. It's completely drenched. The attack looks like it's already been suppressed. It might probably go away on

its own. But.. in this condition, it would still be unbearable for you in a different sense. I'm going to make it easier for you, so you can just lie down like that. [10:22] Ah... Amazing.. It's this wet. Heh~ Oh ..I get it. You like it here, is that right? Then, spread your legs more. I won't be able to lick it otherwise. Why did you close them? You can make such a voice just by me touching it with my fingers. Wouldn't it feel better if I lick it? If it's embarrassing, you can blame it on the seizures. Remarkable... It keeps flowing out... Your hips are shaking.. It's.. done. (?) [11:58] ..Did you come? Are you alright? Your skin still hasn't stopped trembling though.. Woah–?! Be careful..! You're seriously going to make one of us fall off. Don't stick so closely to me like that.. I-I'm fine. I said it earlier didn't I? We can take it slow, step by step. I... wanted to do it, even with or without the seizures.. H-Hey, what're you-!? Ngh.! I already said I was– ..Ugh! I-I'm fine..! ..Are you even listening? Nn-! Hey..! Ah... Don't tell me, you're... that alone just now wasn't enough for you.? Oh? You don't have to stare me with that face, you know? I... I'm sorry alright..? But, it's not something you need to worry about. This is because... when we did that.. it just naturally reacted on its own. Oh? Pfft– *laughs* "It's not fair," huh..? You're really saying something like that right now? Besides, we were originally doing this to get rid of the seizures. ..Or wasn't that true for you? H-Hey, don't move too far to the side. You'll fall. I wasn't really saying all that just to tease you. Come on..! I can't see your face at all with you grasping the quilt so tightly. [14:14] Hey, about... doing this with me... don't you hate it? I don't mean for the sake of suppressing the seizures. Don't you have.. someone else that you like? There isn't?! Ah, but my brother..? It was a really long time ago... Now, you don't anymore? Ah, I see... Heh~! What the heck.. So that's how it was.. I don't know why but.. now, I feel like I can completely trust you. I also.. don't feel bad about... touching you.. either... What's with that weird grin!? *sigh* The way you easily reveal your emotions through your expressions; it truly hasn't changed since you were a kid. No reason.. There doesn't have to be one for me to kiss you just now right..? It's just that I wanted to kiss you, so I did. [16:13] Your breasts... are so soft.. Even just touching you feels nice.. Here too. It's getting more stiff... I want to.. lick it. Hey... Regardless of something like the seizures, you... still want to right..? You do? Heh..! Got it. Ah, no. I... also feel the same. Here.. is it enough? ..It's still really wet~ Just wait for a bit. [18:38] ...Uh—? A-Again.. Like I asked before, why do you keep staring whenever I put it on? During times like this, you're normally supposed to pretend you don't see it. I'm obviously taking off my clothes..! ...Earlier ..I didn't get a chance to.. Uh-? Ugh.. You only care about the strangest things, huh? I want to enter you right now.. Is it okay? If it hurts... just tell me. [19:38] It's so warm..! And it's starting to- really wrap around me... I'm finally in.. Right now though, are you sure it doesn't hurt? A-Ah–! D-Don't just suddenly tighten up..! Mgh~! Guh.. I won't be able to... hold myself back if you do... Nnn.. I did say that, but.. that was about the seizures–!? [20:20] I get it.. I won't hold back either. That's what you want right? I'm going to move. If it gets too much, tell me immediately. Incredible... what you're feeling- guh.. whenever you tense up... from your insides– I can tell. It's hot.. Also my tongue... feels like it's burning..! Is it fine if I go a little more rough..? I want.. more of you... Your voice, I want to hear it.. Hah..! More... let more of your voice out.. ..Me? You already know right..? It feels.. really good.. You look gorgeous.. Why-? ..didn't I notice it 'till now? If y-you– tighten up that much..! Geez... You're...

wicked when you get let like this.! I'm.. already... If you're going to- let's do it... together.. Agh~ C-Coming...! [23:40] Heh.. What's with this feeling? You really are weird~ Suddenly laughing like that out of nowhere. Hey.. Are you okay? I just feel a little dazed... Did I.. make you overdo it? *chuckle* Though I guess you would've told me by now if you felt that way. But.. I'm really glad. You too..? Ah, I see~! ..Lift your head up for a bit. The space left is too narrow if I don't do this...! Hah... It's so warm~ Your body temperature's normally like this, huh.? yawn ...I'm getting sleepy. Hey..? You really are... on my side.. after all.. It's not that I don't believe you after all that happened! After threatening me to put your own life on the line.. I'd have no choice but to trust you. Speaking of which, don't do that kind of thing ever again. ..I believe in you. I'm glad.. that you might be my bride, no, I'll definitely... make you my bride. Without a doubt.

Track 6: Red Bellflower (紅い桔梗)

[0:06] Mmngh... Morning..? Mm~ Just a little more.. O... Oh.. Ugh, this is bad.. Ngh.! Can't feel my arm.. Ugh...! You don't have to apologize so much. It was an exaggeration. It's just a little numb- It'll get better on its own. That's why, you should also sleep in a little mo... Ah?! Your-! That mark..! [0:54] The bellflower, it's.. visibly clearer than before..? Even more than the others.. *laughs* Seriously.. With this, is it finally done..? Hah... You don't have to worry about wearing clothes that hide your mark anymore. In fact, why don't you show it off to the other candidates! Ah- never mind. On second thought, just dress as you normally do. There's no need for you to go through the trouble of wearing clothes that expose your chest to that extent.. Hah~ This way, I can be sure that I am qualified to be a successor as the head of the house. You get it right? I'm one step ahead of every other candidate, including my older brother. Even those half-wits should be able to take a hint if you show it to them. No one will try to think of laying a hand on you from now on. One more thing; when the time comes that I can make this mark on my hand bloom as vibrant as yours, you'll.... become my bride. [2:12] Ah–! That is what I said but..! I will be chosen to succeed the next head was all I meant to say. You were originally meant to serve by my side so... I wouldn't mind if this is the way in which you do.. Guh.. Do you have any complaints? I'm going to guess not..! [2:30] ..Isn't it? When these flowers fully bloom, you can finally break free from the curse. You don't have to suffer through that pain again. Isn't that great? It's not that. It isn't because of the seizures, it's because.. you're my bride... Ah. Ah, no.. It's nothing. I'll tell you after I become the head, so... until that day comes, just you wait. Okay?

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