Dog
Dog followed the three into a room which probably belonged to one of them. Giving a slight nervous smile to Mercy as she mentioned how it was a close call. It indeed was... Even she was unsure she'd be able to restrain him enough to calm down. As the blonde spoke concern for everyone, The raven haired girl spoke after setting down Tony and picking up a couple of weapons. Making a slight threat if he did.
"Well if you don't try punching him, you should be fine. He won't hurt anyone unless they are threatening. Otherwise he would have already used one of those fancy chemical things on the entire house and poison everyone here. This guy really needs to hide his dangerous things better from a professional killer." Dog mused a bit before shrugging.
"Really, if you hadn't tried punching him, you wouldn't have gotten hurt. To him, he didn't see much reason why you would be so violent since he didn't haram your buddy. I'm not excusing his actions or anything, but he wasn't planning on hurting him. He was just using one of his solutions to avoid killing him." the brunette said before scratching behind her head then giving a sigh. "I don't expect you to like or forgive him. Just to understand." she said.
"Listen, I know it really doesn't seem like it. He's still weird and psycho to... Well normal people like you. But he is trying to get better. Been trying five years. Just this now hell were in iiiiisn't making things easy. Going back to stage one at this rate. And to be honest, I've find myself in difficult situations too because of him. Like maybe it be kinder to shoot him, maybe just leave him, or maybe just give up and die. But the only reason I'm still here is because of him. And I think of the shit he had to go through for it. I dunno if that's what took away his humanity, or he was just born like that, but because of that... I think it's my fault he's like that. So if you can't handle him, just leave him be. We will probably leave soon enough . He's only staying because I want to. I know you don't understand, and you probably don't want to hear gory details... But.. We've been in this hell all our life, just replace zombies with assholes." Dog tried explaining with a soft warm smile, though it was sad as well.
She paused for a moment before glancing at them again. "And just like now, no one helped him. Not even me because I was too afraid. Sad that his own brother was too much of a wimp to help when that's all he's done for me isn't it?" She said softly, mostly to herself, as she went over some memories she had in their younger years. Honestly, she didn't witness too many of Cat's missions, but sometimes she saw what happened if he failed or was disobedient. There was one time she remembered that was quite terrifying, and they were pretty young too. She didn't know what he did, he wouldn't tell her, but it was apparently something that made Snake pissed.
Shaking the memories aside, the boyish girl gave a bright cheerful smile. "So yeah, he won't do anything if you don't threaten him. So I guess just leave him alone is the easiest. Just think of him like a cornered hungry stray cat. If they think your going to hurt them, they will scratch you all the hell. Think your harmless, then they might beg for food. Imma go give this to that other lady, um.. Ash yeah! Don't forget to get some grub gals and guy!" she barked happily before bounding out and down the stairs and to the kitchen, acting like a good excited dog bringing its master the newspaper .
Cat
It was dark... Complete blackness. There was rarely any true color in this place, this dark place. One could call it terrifying as a choking feeling seemed to clasp around the throat, yet it was somehow calming. Because it was only darkness, one of the things he knew quite well.
The calm did not last however.
Through the empty darkness, a thin white line emitted, slowly opening to reveal a large eyeball. It's pupil large and leaving no room for any further color that made up a human eyeball. It watched... Waiting... Staring.... It had been silent before, but now the beating of a heart started to slowly throb. Each throb opening up another eye through the darkness.... Until there was too many to count. All simply staring with their black pupils staring.
Blinking only occasionally.
Buh-bump....Buh....bump...
After what seemed like a eternity, in the middle of the black pupils appeared to be its replacement, except this new pupil was blood red, a simple slit like a cat's eye. Widening ever so slightly as they moved ever so closer around him. Looking down, darkness had left his feet to be replaced by a sticky red liquid. Looking up again, he saw all the staring eyes crying, yet at the same time it almost felt like they were laughing.
Looking at the lake of blood that now stretched miles over the ground, he frowned as the beating heart continued it's ever noisy beatings. Looking down, he saw his chest bleeding. Absently, he stretched his fingers, digging into the open wound and pulled out the source of this sound.
Instead of a the expected organ, in the palm of his right hand, was a small bloody black kitten. It only gave a pitiful mewl, its fur puffing each time the sound of a beating heart emitted. Watching the creature silently, the eyes closing in and the bloody liquid rising higher, he closed his fist.
Opening his cold blue eyes, the tall man saw the peaceful green landscape before him as he lay on the roof, just outside the attic window. Another one of those dreams. He's never had anything much different. Not one those smile to or not even having none at all. They were always different, yet the same. Dark and horrifying as what Dog would call it. He had grown used to it and didn't often share unless asked to. Occasionally he would get a more peaceful dream, but they also were of the same events... And to be honest, those were the most terrifying to him. He didn't understand why... Perhaps because peace was such a foreign thing to him.
Grumbling, he closed his blue eyes again to rest, the sun against his skin making him feel sleepy again.
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