- Murdered - (RBBS3 AU, Please Read Description)

So um—I'm writing this at a friend's house. And their sister's friend is sitting near me. I really, really hope they don't find out what I'm doing—
Wish me luck : D

Update: I'm finishing this at home. I'm so exhausted cause I didn't sleep very well last night, but oh well. Gotta write the next part to this at some point.

Update 2: I'm actually finishing this at 6AM, expect some errors. I'm still so tired—
Oh, and now I'm sick. So that's fun.

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First Person POV - Kreek
I sped after Russo, reluctantly leaving Ominous behind. He'd told me to go after Russo, which makes sense. After all, Russo was the one behind all of this.

Suddenly, my rival and I burst into a huge room. Wait a minute, how could a tiny facility have MULTIPLE massive rooms like this?! How is that possible?? Russo turned around. Just as he did so, the door (door? When had there been a door there?) behind us slammed shut, locking us in the room.

"What will you two do now?" Russo taunted. "There's no escape. You can kill me, but you will die here no matter what."

Then, Russo pulled out his Sword of Truth and charged at us. Except it wasn't actually his Sword of Truth. Instead of the usual blue and grey, it was red and black. In a flash, I'd whipped out my two golden swords that I'd won from RB Battles Season 1. I have no idea why Russo didn't take them away from me when I was kidnapped, but right now, I didn't really care.

I blocked Russo's first blow with my two swords. While Russo was focused on attacking me, TanqR used this moment to attack him. Russo was kicked backwards, stumbling and almost losing his balance. I swung my first sword at him again, which he blocked. Then, TanqR joined me in attacking, using one of his golden knives to attack.

Together, we kept pushing Russo farther and farther back. Russo was clearing growing more and more frustrated as well, which I wasn't sure if that was good or bad. It might be good because he has a chance to lose his concentration when he gets mad, but it also might be bad because he might do something that would kill us right here, right now out of pure rage.

Suddenly, just as Russo was about to be pushed back against the wall, both me and TanqR were tackled by someone wearing all black. They clearly didn't want to reveal their identity. I tried to push them off of me, but whoever it was had me skillfully immobilized. I recognized this person as the same person who had kidnapped me. So I guess it hadn't been Russo after all.

Luckily, this person couldn't hold two people down at the same time, and was shoved away. I instantly got up, holding my two swords over the person threateningly.

"Who are you?" I questioned. However, instead of responding, the person grabbed one of my golden swords and yanked it out of my hands with sudden force. I stumbled forward slightly. The person stood up and started running. "Hey! Get back here!" I exclaimed, running after them. My rival also kept pace with me. I feel like he could've gone faster if I wasn't there, but I won't think about that right now.

The person simply ran to the other end of the room before suddenly spinning around and stabbing me with my own sword. I gasped, spitting a bit of blood out of my mouth. I took a step back, then grabbed onto my sword. I didn't care if it hurt my hands. I needed to get that thing back. After a moment of pulling on the sword and trying to get the other person to let go, they finally did. (I'ma just call them ??? cause it's getting tiring to type out "the person" or whatever—)

??? stumbled back as the sword is ripped out of their hands. I took a swing at them with both my swords, but they dropped to the ground, avoiding both attacks. Then, they pushed themselves up again and pulled out a sword of their own.

"Kreek, you should rest for a bit," TanqR advised. "I can hold him off for a bit."

"I'm not that injured," I argued. "I can still help." As if he hadn't heard me, TanqR shoved me down against the wall. "Hey!" I protested. I was ignored. I took a deep breath. My left arm had been stabbed, and it really hurt. I held the sleeve of my red flannel against the injury, trying to stop the bleeding.

Alright, I'll never admit it, but maybe, just maybe, TanqR's suggestion was a good idea.

Suddenly, a familiar voice spoke up. "Did you think I was just gonna sit here and do nothing?"
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I kinda lost motivation for a bit. But I'm back now! (Hopefully lol)
School has been a real pain, especially because I have horrible classmates who yell and scream. I always end up going home with a headache. It's terrible.

I guess I'll...go get you guys some Morse code while you're waiting for the next chapter. I got a few requests to write after this, then I have to write another chapter to Doors: Multiplayer, and THEN I have to draw a request I got, and then I gotta eat breakfast cause I haven't done that yet. So yeah, I've got a lot to do—

Here's the Morse code:

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Word count: 926 words.