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The last feather

Summary:

Lettuce had always ranted to say how similar they were, and it disgusted him.

 

But maybe they aren't so different after all.

ORR

a fanfic where everyone dies except parrot, who do you think dies last?

Notes:

Hiii! This is my second fic EVER and is based of an idea my friend gave me

I HOPE U LIKE THE FIC PLS DONT BULLY ME🥹

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Chapter 1: The tax for our freedom

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They had planned for days.

 

 

Restless nights, over-preparing, the endless worries about LAW

 

 

But today, they will end it.

 

 

Plan was simple

 

 

Fight. Destroy LAW. And part ways

 

 

A simple mission was all it was, fight LAW and return back. Mild injuries, sure, but no deaths. 

 

 

That's what ParrotX2 hoped for at least.

 

 

The plan that ruined everything

 

 

Wemmbu and Flame, one of the most strongest players

 

 

Both fight the LAW and keep them 

sidetracted

 

 

Spoke and Minute would handle the traps within the Northern Council

 

 

Parrot, Theo and Egg stay on the sidelines 

 

 

They’d secretly sneak into LAW and find LettuceK and take him out from there

 

 

Sounds easy,

 

 

Right?

 

 

But trouble always came.

 

 

They entered the Northern Council with suspicious ease, avoiding any guards attention with invis

 

 

A loud commotion would start to arise outside, muffled from the think walls

 

 

Wemmbu and Flame were holding off LAW-men well

 

 

Traps worked efficiently

 

 

Then came the next part

 

 

The other team would run towards

The rest of the group had found Lettuce’s office. But, he wasn't there.

 

 

No one was.

 

How naive, Parrot would think to himself

 

 

Rushing towards the battlefield to warn the others.

 

 

But it was all too late.

 

 

An explosion rippled through the air, debris falling through the sky as death messages filled the chat. 

 

 

Clouds of smoke would soon cover the team's vision.

 

 

“Stay together!” Parrot would scream, shouting towards his only comrades as he saw Eggchan's body disappear to the mist.

 

 

-

 

 

Egg would run towards the battle, his breath panting

 

 

He wanted to help

 

 

Be useful

 

 

More than just some useless guy

 

 

More than a background person

 

 

He want to help fight for a cause he believed in

 

 

Even if he would die trying

 

 

Even if he was on his last breath

 

 

Because it meant he tried

 

 

It meant he helped

 

 

It meant he did something

 

 

Something to be proud of

 

 

To own

 

 

To have.

 

 

-

 

 

Egg thought he could be brave, he saw what was happening and rushed towards Wemmbu as he saw him.

 

 

Injured and fighting

 

 

He needed to get to him, to help, support, pass sup-

 

 

SHING

 

 

The loud sound of metal was heard contrasting the sound of guts and flesh being torn

 

 

Egg stopped, looking down at his stomach and seeing a sleek blade

 

 

Right through the stomach

 

 

His vision would blur, he didn't need to know who was behind him

 

 

It didn't matter anyway

 

 

He glanced back up as his body gave out

 

 

His knees dropping to the floor as the sword was pulled out

 

 

Warm blood seeped through his tuxedo, staining the white shirt inside

 

 

The pain felt numb against his own thoughts

 

 

A blurry image of Wemmbu running towards him screaming and shouting inaudible words

 

 

His awareness started fading into a sense of painful numbness as voices would go quiet in his head

 

 

Eggchan felt pain with a sharp sting, the splash of heal pots and totems unaffecting his state

 

 

If he had knew he would go out this way

 

 

He would've brought a totem

 

 

[Eggchan was Slain by LettuceK]

[Eggchan left the game]

 

 

-

 

 

A raw gut-wretching scream tore through the loud echoes of war

 

 

His golden eyes full of tears

 

 

I could've done better

 

I'm the reason he's dead

 

Im really a lost cause

 

I should've helped faster

 

Im weak

 

 

Echos would scream in Wemmbu's mind, his vision turning a menacing red as he stood up

 

Eggs deceased body would pool up with blood

 

 

He was silent after that

 

 

Blood would spill tenfold for his friend

 

 

He snapped.

 

 

Wemmbu's grip tightened on Gambit. Eyes glaring

 

 

Soldiers would die left and right

 

 

Death messages piled up on the screen but it didn't matter

 

 

Wemmbu moving with an dangerously impressive speed

 

 

He didn't laugh

 

He didn't smile

 

He didn't talk

 

 

He’d just:

 

Hit

 

Smash

 

Repair

 

Repeat.

 

 

LAW looked smaller in his eyes

 

 

He carried a new hatred for the LAW, for Lettucek, for anyone who would dare join it

 

 

He felt utter rage

 

 

Lettuce had always ranted to say how similar they were, and it disgusted him.

 

 

But maybe they aren't so different after all.

 

 

-

 

 

He then soared up into the air, spreading his wings wide

 

 

Ready for another attack

 

 

Aiming as he was about to dive down

 

 

RIP..

 

 

Wemmbu, and his once prideful purple wings, tore through.

 

 

Screams echoed throughout the intense scene. Wemmbu soon fell as the membrane on his wings would tear.

 

 

His vision would blur as his mind would fog up

 

 

It soon all went black

 

 

His body would go unconscious, falling through the air, his wings a useless piece of flesh falling down with him

 

 

A flash of purple would hit the ground.

 

 

Thud

 

[Wemmbu hit the ground too hard]

[Wemmbu left the game]

 

 

-

 

 

Parrot would stand horrified.

 

 

A pile of flesh pooling blood

 

 

Someone he used to know

 

 

Gone

 

 

Dead

 

 

Next to it

 

 

A sprawled tanglement of limbs

 

 

Wings ruined and cluttered with blood.

 

 

Tiara rolling towards Parrots foot before falling to a stop

 

 

Wemmbu

 

Dead

 

Actually dead

 

That smug smile

 

That cocky grin

 

That stupid voice he would do

 

Gone

 

Broken

 

Now just a pile of meat and bones

 

His hands would shake, a hand covered his mouth as he tried not to gag from the site. 

 

 

Blood would soon pool at his feet

 

 

His hearing muffled as he snapped back to reality

 

 

“PARROT!”

 

 

Theo would call out, wrapping his talons around his wrist

 

 

A gust of air would be thrown at Parrots face as they ran past the fight going on

 

 

Explosions muffled

 

 

Battle cries silenced

 

 

-

 

 

Theo would make a sharp turn towards an empty hallway

 

 

Soon putting Parrot down beside the wall and kneeling beside him

 

 

“Parrot, are you okay—are-are you hurt? Did something happen?”

 

 

Theo would say, stumbling over his own words as Parrot would stare blankly

 

 

Theo's voice would be muffled against Parrot’s flashbacks

 

 

The sight of those bodies

 

 

Eggchan and Wemmbu

 

 

Dead..?

 

 

They—no it was just there

 

 

Another body 

 

 

Another casualty in the war

 

 

A cold

 

 

meaningless war.