Movie Magic 2

[save_theworld]

The screen is black.

Right up until a glowing blue spear flashes across it. It flies through the air with clear intention; to strike at the heart of it’s thrower’s enemy. It meets resistance, crackling light and the hiss of what almost sounds like electricity before it disappears into thin air.

Grit doesn’t have the time to celebrate. They spin on their heel, deflecting several more sharp implements away, barely raising their arms in time, more than once. Their height is not an advantage in this situation. Every hit that connects has Grit skidding back a few inches from the force, almost tumbling straight back to the ground.

They look exhausted.

But still, they shake their head. And still, more spears come.

“I just want to be friends!” The comment is yelled across the space, distracting them from what they really should be doing. A spear comes from their left, oddly slow.

And many more come from every other direction, lightning fast.

“Honestly, killing you now is an act of mercy!”

They’re not fast enough. It’s not possible to be fast enough, and their breath hitches, just the once. As a spear hits it’s mark and sinks straight through their chest, mouth opening soundlessly-

The entire world. Shifts.

A shutterclick, before Frisk is standing beside an oddly glowing sphere of light, drawing in a ragged breath as their hands come up to clutch at their chest. No...no hole, no wound.

They look up at something...or someone, before abruptly turning and marching away. Footsteps growing faster and faster, until they reach a bridge over an inky black abyss that seemingly stretches on forever. They trip. Catch themselves on their hands, head hanging over the edge as they open their mouth and-

Reads the text box at the bottom of the screen. Grit seems- a little too busy to respond.

 
The text observes.

More silence. Once they’re...done, Grit slowly shifts back, sitting on their heels and wiping their mouth.

Grit makes a face. They use their other sleeve to wipe at their brow, just...working on catching their breath.

There’s visible shudders running through them, all the while.

The textbox supplies helpfully.

“I know.” Grit’s voice is hoarse. Are they speaking to themself? Or, rather, are they speaking to the textbox?

“...I know.”

They make another face, wiping their mouth again. It’s a waste, and they know it is, but the child still reaches into their pocket, pulling out a small flask and taking a sip of whatever’s inside. A moment of consideration, and they spit that over the edge of the cliff.

Then they take another sip.

A rough exhale. It almost sounds like a laugh. Putting away what’s left of their drink, Grit gets to their feet, dusting their clothes off.

“...Nobody has to die. We know that now. We... can do a little better.”

“...We never die for long.” Grit manages a jerky shrug, tugging at their sleeves- just for one, last thing to do, prior to turning about. Looking back the way they came.

“Maybe we’ll figure it out this time.”

“...Yeah. That too.”

Apparently, that's not enough to stop them heading back.

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[justiceskewer]

Seigi could barely sit through the whole thing. But she did, because all at once, everything happened. All of it, literally everything.

She was told of all of the things, that she hurt them before. She knew this, but to see it all happen. Her chest hurt. Her sharp teeth were grinding against each other, and her eyes started to well up.

She didn't want to see this, but she had to. She was far stronger than that, as much as her heart could barely accept what she was seeing. It all then happened. A few months ago, Seigi spoke to a figment of Grit. What Grit said rang in her mind.

Ha ha, I knew it! I knew it!

You're going to kill me again, aren't you?

I'm dead.

Again. Do you wanna know...how many times I've died, Seigi?

Do you wanna know how many times it was your fault?

It doesn't matter if I don't lie, because if you get mad at me, you'll just kill me again! And then I'll reset everything, and no one will remember being mad. I bet that makes you really mad, huh? 'Cause I'm so scared of you all the time, and even after all those times you hurt me, I'm still here. I'm not even stronger than you.

After all, you killed me the most. Except for Serif. He always killed me the most. Did he tell you what he promised?

He's sooooo scared of me. I don't know why! But people do bad things when they're scared...Don't you remember?

If you could go back in time...would you?

What if you didn't have a choice?

What if I didn't? What if...every time you killed me, I woke up again. And you killed me again. And again.

What if.

I'll tell you, because it happened already! What happens is...I see you die! All the time, everywhere! Even when you hug me, I still see you dying. And if you're not dying, I'm dying. Did you know that spears don't kill humans really fast? Because they don't. They hurt a lot. You all killed me, and I didn't know why! I didn't know why, ha ha! I was so scared! You hurt me! I watched you melt, and then you turned into dust.

It all happened, and that was it, right before the lights would come on a fish woman reacted.

She screamed, she screamed horribly.