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"It's been 6 hours"

"There were a lot of different thoughts storming through my head." 

"Anger, annoyance, but not fear..." 

"But now?"

"I feel strangely....Calm."

"I don't understand it"

"Maybe it's the knowledge that..."

".........."

"He'll be gone soon."

He immediately picked up his pace, walking faster towards his destination. If anyone thought that Beef would get away with this... they were SORELY mistaken.

Closer...
And closer......
And closer..........

Beef's base slowly came more...
And more...
And more in view.

You would think this would brew more and more anger inside Grian but instead it made him more...
and more......
and more calm.

Grian stopped outside the large building, looking up at it. He looked around and caught eye on a stray wolf asleep on an anvil. He remembered the name tag and made an effort to get it out of his inventory.

He walked over carefully, grabbing the nametag and placing it on the Anvil. Who could he frame? Mumbo...no..... Maybe........- Then it clicked. With a smirk he engraved into the name tag the words 'Iskall85' before renaming the Wolf. 

"Oh Iskall...If only you knew"

Grian pet the Wolf, causing it to wake and smile, wagging its tail as the blonde pet it. He got up, and pat his leg, the Wolf jumping down and following Grian as he walked over to the entrance of Beef's base.

Opening the door carefully, walking inside, looking over at where Beef was laid in a deep slumber, walking over, and letting the wolf lie down on the sleeping man. Naturally, this would wake him up, and as Beef looked around and expected to see someone but...nothing. 

Beef sat up and smiled as he ran his hands through the wolf's fur, Grian watching with his bow and arrow in hand. He knew the mechanics of wolves and he knew if he just aimed this arrow just right-

"Ow- who di-" Beef couldn't finish his sentence before he noticed the wolves eyes go red and a death glare in its eyes. Before long, the wolf had bit Beefs arm and Grian came out from his hiding place. Beef's hearts were so low that he was weak, unable to do anything except look into Grians eyes with nothing but fake pity in them.

The blonde tapped his leg and the wolf jumped down, sitting next to Grian but still looking at Beef with a rather menacing glare. Grian walked over and picked Beef up by the collar and listening to the words that he spat out with a weak tone in his voice.

"Gr-..grian.... ple-please.... what are you...why.." He was cut off by a sharp slap ringing through the room and a whimper coming from the previously strong man who was now at Grians mercy and nothing more.

Grian refused to say anything, looking around to see it anyone was around before lifting Beef up by the collar of his top, giving him a look that can kill and saying in the deepest voice anyone had heard him speak in, "Any last words?"

"L-Last- Grian- P..please no" Beef coughed up blood as he felt Grians hand move to his neck, cutting off his airways before throwing him down. The wolf looked up at Grian, the short hermit giving a signal for the dog to go back to what he was doing.

Grian left the place, then checked his communicator, smiling at the message that popped up.

VintageBeef was permanently killed by Iskall85

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TRIGGER WARNINGS:
Death, not very good written death but still death

This was short, I might try and do some editing when I am not ill.

I've been pretty low on updates again cause I'm suffering with the ~coronavirus~ and it is torture. My mask did nOTHing. But yeah, that's why I'm low on updates. Okay back to dying more dying coughs.

Word count : 436 yeah this was a short boi