They didn't want to do it.

They had to.

It wasn't their choice really, they just needed to do it.

It's really been getting out of hand.

A hooded figure gripped fence, blood dripped down the wood, red and fresh.

The figure gasped as their eyes turned black.

Suddenly they straightened up, smiling.

"The vessel is so pathetic now days" They laughed, "Can't even keep in control of me anymore"

They glanced at their hands, "They should really stop cutting themselves on the fence, shouldn't they?"

They brushed the blood off in a casual manner, as if this happened everyday.

"They shouldn't have tried to seal me away should they have, my friend?" The figure chuckled, "Well now, they're going to have to pay"

---

"-They didn't even check for a pulse"

"They thought he was dead, of course they didn't check for a pulse on a dead person. They were too scared to face the fact, that he was dead... But he wasn't even close to being dead, he was probably just unconscious"

"They thought we killed him? Honestly we just gave him a taste of pain, it wasn't even that bad"

"Honestly, if you see two people standing behind a person that seems dead, do you think they killed that person?"

"Alright, you've made your point, so now what"

"So they thought we killed him, so they banished us to wherever we are now, and tried to go back to their normal lives. What they didn't know is that when they banished us, they also sealed a spirit in their friend. We would have to try to use that to our advantage this time"

"Who is that spirit in anyhow?"

"That's the problem, the person that's co-existing with the spirit is not letting it be known, so we have to wait until their resolve snaps, and then we'll work with the spirit and then kill them for once and for all"

---

On the forest floor, there was a boy lying on the leaves.

His vision zoomed in and out of focus as he opened his eyes.

He pushed himself to his knees, brushing off the dirt on his face.

His copper-colored hair messy and blue eyes confused.

He was with his friends before... right?

And then they were... looking for... some people...

Some... bad people?

...

And then there was... screaming... and it was his voice?

Pain... and more screaming...

There was... A fight? There was flashing lights... Magic?

And then... it stopped?

It had been... too quiet... footsteps... leaving...

Was there crying?

His memories were blurred, he couldn't think straight...

His name! He had to remember that...

There was a girl... she was the one that was crying...

She was calling a name...

What was it again?

...F-f... Finch? No...

Finley? Finnegan?

No...

F-f... Finn! Finnick

That was his name.

Right?

*** Hi! It's Erica here! This story is revolved around The Yeet Crew: TheYeetCrew_101 members. it consists of me, AnnieWriteer, JamaicanJedi, starpalsfan, and my dear twin, Finn_Summerfox.
I don't own any of them, they are their own person.
Also there are characters that belong to Annie and Star; Venus and Moonshine for example