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Huey's POV

I watched as my brothers walked away from me, my arms outstretched towards each of them. I tore his vision away from them and looked at the ground.

"Fine! I don't need you guys here! See if I care!" I shouted, my eyes closing tightly and my hands turning into fists.

I sat down on a log with a small huff. "They'll be back in ten minutes." I muttered, my elbows resting on my knees and my head resting on my hands.

I was wrong. Ten minutes went by, and nothing. Ten more, still nothing. When I had finally been waiting for my younger brothers to come back for half an hour, I stood up and looked in the two directions that they ran off in.

I took in a deep breath, but before I made up my mind, I heard a branch snap loudly, making me turn around quickly. Nothing.

"P-probably my imagination....right?" I stuttered. I heard another loud snap, but closer and in another direction. I closed my eyes tightly, afraid of what might jump out, but nothing came. It was as if everything in the forest had gone still.

I heard a low growl right behind me, making me start to run off in the direction that Louie ran off to, but I stopped. What am I doing? They're probably just pranking me. They've probably been planning this for days, just like I've been planning this trip for days. They just want to ruin my fun! I stomped back to the campsite and sat down on the log from before. I continued to hear noises, but I knew that it was just Dewey and Louie pranking me again. I sat there for a while longer, wondering how far they were willing to take this.

"Huey!!!" I heard Louie yell. "Huey! Please!!! Help!!" He sounded like he was in so much pain. Hmph, yeah right. This is just some stupid prank. "Huey!!"

"Huey!!! Please help me!!" That was Dewey. "Huey! I-I'm sorry!! I-I'll help next time!! I pro-!!" The screams stopped at the same time. This wasn't right. This couldn't be a prank if they both stopped screaming at the we time.

"Dewey!? Louie!?" I shouted. No response. I looked in both directions. Where do I go? Which side? Which brother!? Wait, wait. Is this even real!? This could still be prank, a dream, a nightmare.

"Huey!!!" They both screamed. Those sounds, it was awful. It was the worst sound in the world. I hate hearing my brothers scream. Left, Dewey. Right, Louie. Where do I go!? I took a deep breathe. Left. I have to find Dewey. Tired. I was so tired, and by the time I found Dewey, he looked tired too. His shirt was torn and bloody. He had scratch marks all over him, and he was barely breathing. I picked him up carefully and took him back to the camp. I set him down, placing my hand on his forehead.

"H-Huey..."

"Sh, you're okay now. Just rest." I grimaced as Dewey coughed a few time before coughing up some blood.

"Wh-where's Lo-"

"I'm going to get him right now, stay here." I saw my little brother give me a soft nod. That was when I began running to go find my baby brother. I was tired once again. The air was cold, I no longer cared about myself, just my brothers. When I found Louie, he wasn't moving. I rushed to his and shook him gently. "Lou? Louie?" He turned to look at me slowly.

"H-Hue..." He leaned into me as I held him close in return. "Y-You took....too long."

"Sh, you're gonna be okay, just don't do anything." I picked Louie up and began walking towards the camp. He seemed so much weaker than Dewey. My eyes began to water as I set Louie down next Dewey. "Th-there, you're safe now...." What had I done? This is all my fault...I'm the real monster. I was the one they were scared of the whole time. This was my fault, and now....my brothers were dead...because of me....it's all my fault....I killed them, and all because they wouldn't listen....

The End

Oof, you got the "Bad Brother" ending.....