Brain: *gives motivation* 

Me: :DDDDDD

Brain: ohhhh do you want more of that?

Me: YES!

Brain: *showers me in inspiration and motivation*

Me: But I should write something else too...

Brain: Shhh... enjoy the inspiration

Me: I- I really should focus on other stuff as well...

Brain: hush now child. You will write this

Also this chapter will be LONG

Pov: Scar

Grian nearly killed me.

Grian killed Impulse. 

I managed to get him to lie down. He was just laughing, having some kind of mental breakdown I hope sleep will help... he was out almost the moment he was down. And I almost was too.

Grian nearly killed me.

I'm ignoring the agony in my shoulder, the blood already escaping the top I finally managed to tear off and tie it up with. I don't even know if my left arm will ever work again; the trident cut deep. 

I use almost all the cream and half the bandages to cover it, sitting on watch, staring at Impulse's body. The peacekeepers come to take him away. A couple point guns at me. I don't move, just staring at them. 

Even when they're gone I don't move. I can't leave Grian defenceless. Pearl... Martyn... Ren... Etho... any of them might come and finish him off. 

But Grian nearly killed me.

I have to tell myself he was acting irrationally. He wasn't thinking straight when he tried to kill me with his trident. Stabbed me straight in...

Cannonshot.

I sit bolt upright.

Grian wakes up.

'SCAR! What- where- who... who...' 

'Grian, it's ok. I'm right here. I'm fine.' I insist. He turns around, seeing me. Seeing my shoulder. His eyes widen and for a moment he just sits there. I practically see the moment replaying in his mind.

He vomits, shaking, pale. I inch over, my arm screaming in agony.

'Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness. Oh my goodness.' He's just muttering over and over. 'Scar I'm so sorry. I didn't- I wasn't...' he vomits again. I've reached him, putting an arm around his shoulder. 

'Grian, it's ok. I forgive you.' I don't. He tried to kill me. But I want him to be ok. 'Breathe in... and hold... and out.' He does, until he can sit up, unable to look at me as he asks.

'Who died?'

'I don't know.'

'We should check. I... I want to check. I want to walk around...' 

He stands, wobbling. I follow, one arm around his shoulders to support him. I ignore my own. My left arm still doesn't move. It isn't working. I can't bring attention to it. For Grian's sake. 

'Are you ok?' I ask. He nods.

'What direction was it?'

Just remembering to grab a sword in case it's some fight, I point in the vague direction of the sound.

Towards Joel and...

'Etho's out. Or he's killed someone.' I realise, breaking into a run for two seconds then regretting it as my shoulder flares with pain again. Grian's already ahead, slowing to let me catch up.

'Is your shoulder ok?'

I have to nod for his sake, soldier on, hide the pain as he continue towards where the ship already coming into view. 

'Run ahead and tell me.' I suggest. 

'Scar, are you sure you're ok?'

I nod again.

'Just... a bit sore.'

I can tell he doesn't believe me, I see the pure regret and worry in his eyes.

'Go on ahead. See who died.'

I watch him run out of sight before collapsing next to a tree, almost blacking out, and just lie there, fighting the unending pain.

PoV Grian

I somehow reach the sight of the death before the ship does, driven by pure adrenaline and guilt from what I did... Impulse appears in my mind. His screams. And Scar. I hurt Scar. I tried to kill Scar. 

I skid to a stop as I see the body curled up, almost peacefully, by a tree. A flash of white hair and a jolt of recognition.

Etho.

And in his hand a flash of red berries. 

I back away as the wind of the ship hits me, watching as Etho is taken away before turning to tell Scar.

I almost pass him as I head towards our base. He's lying against a tree, eyes closed. 

In pain. 

From what I did to him.

'Oh my goodness... Scar... I'm so sorry... I'm so so sorry...?' I fall down next to him as he opens his eyes a crack.

'I'm... I'm fine... you were upset. You were thinking about Mumbo and... got upset... ow.' 

'Scar...' There are no words to explain my guilt. 'Scar are you...'

'I'm fine... I'm fine... everything's fine... who died?'

'Etho. He... ate poison berries by mistake... and...'

'Lizzie died eating poison berries.' Scar recalls. 'Lizzie...'

'It's ok. You stay here and I'll...'

A rustle. 

I turn, backing away. The last time there was a rustle nearby was Impulse. I don't have my trident on me... Scar's holding a sword... 

Pearl.

Pearl bursts into view and I back away.  Her wolf is next to her. But I can't leave Scar here to die. I've hurt him enough already. Pearl's not going to kill him...

I break into a run as she turns to him. I'm unarmed. All I can do is punch at her to distract her. There's a yell from Scar for me not to sacrifice myself. 

My blow misses. 

But the distraction works. 

'TILLY GET HIM!' Pearl screeches. The wolf attacks me, bowling me over. I scream, trying to push her away as she claws for my face. 

And then someone else screams. 

Pearl. 

Tilly stops attacking, turning. I'm not that hurt. I'm not that hurt. I'm actually ok.

Someone just saved me.

As Tilly runs to her master, I look up at my saviour. 

Pearl's the only person in sight, stuck mid-gasp, the glint of metal sticking through her chest. She collapses, revealing...

Martyn.

Tilly falls next to Pearl's side, whining with a mournful sadness. For a moment it reminds me of Etho. Another deadly enemy turned harmless by the death of a friend.

'Hey Grian.'

I look up at Martyn as he speaks. Smiles. He holds out a hand to help me to my feet. I accept it. 

But know.  

We're the last 3 left. 

Me, Scar, and Martyn. 

We can't ally with each other. 

'So. This is it.' I don't know whether to focus on him, or Scar lying on the ground, almost distracted by his bad shoulder. 'The final fight to the death. But I don't think it would be fair if we force Scar to be part of it too... with his... shoulder.'

'WAIT! Wait! Don't kill Scar!' Is all I come up with. Martyn stops.

'Why?'

'Kill me.' 

'Grian- Grian no... don't...' Scar struggles to stand. 'Don't sacrifice yourself for me... it's not worth it...'

Martyn's already aiming his sword to strike. I close my eyes, ready for...

'NO!'

A gasp.

A cannon.

 I open my eyes.

Scar's standing next to me.

And Martyn lies dead on the ground. 

'I killed him.' Scar murmurs, just staring at the body. The bodies, with Pearl as well. 'I... I had to kill him. To save you.'

'Thank you.' Is all I can reply. 'You didn't... you didn't need to...'

'It's alright. Now... let's find Ren.'

A bolt of pure terrible realisation fills me. From one word I said before. One horrible plan I had before. 

Scar doesn't know we're the last two left.