Sorry I haven't been updating this and my other older stories.

Hope it was worth the wait!

!Warning!
Messed up stuff ahead!
Themes of gore and potential rape.

Chapter start

"Well, well, well."

Red stopped in his tracks at the sound of a voice beside him.

Tensing he whipped his head around to pinpoint where it came from.

"W-who's there?!" Red growled, glaring through the vines.

Half way there. He was half way to safety.

Halfway to a guard.

To his mate.

Laughter rang out from all sides of him. A high pitched shrilly clicking that made Red want to claw his nonexistent ears off.

He knew that sound all to well.

A sound that put fear in the hearts of most mers.

A Dolphin call.

Red turned in circles, trying desperately to find the source so he could dash the opposite way.

"Aww, I feel insulted Red!"

The voice echoed over more hellish laughter.

He shuttered before freezing as a shadow suddenly loomed over him, a foreign claw slowly raked down his back.

"I'm surprised you forgot about the one who killed your father."

Gasping Red darted away, stopping as another mer with a jagged smile was in his path.

Letting out a startled yelp he darted back to see another mer slip out of the vines. Then another.

He backed up and laid low, soul pounding as he looked hopelessly for an escape from the group of mers now surrounding him.

One, the biggest, swam through the group to hover in front of him. The leader of the gang he knew and feared.

"Red, baby! You know better than to run. Especially without saying hello." The leader grinned the others cackling.

Red took in a breath, raising himself up with a puffed out chest and flared out fins, trying and failing to be bigger and intimidating.

"Y-you can't do anything to me here! The Truce forbids it!" Red growled, trying to stop his voice from shaking.

The leader laughed softly with a shaking head before moving closer.

"Oh Red."

Red deflating his display and laying low again in submission as the leader stood over him.

"The Truce is between the SharkTails and FishTails. Our kind is classified under Odds. So the Truce has no effect on us. And even if it did, we could still do anything we want with you."

The pod nodded in agreement clicking happily.

"Let me remind you, when that shit stain of a old man of yours was killed... by me." The leader smirked, the others chuckled at the last bit, before continuing. "Your brother was put in charge. And he made a deal with us! He let us have you, to do what ever we want with, for the protection of the entire colony."

Red curled up a little, heart sinking as he was forced to remember not only his beloved fathers death but his dear brothers betrayal.

"That deal is still on Red. Even if that goat whore started that little revolt and helped you escape."

Red flinched, eyes widened with fear as the others began to get closer.

"You're still ours~."

Before Red even had a chance to react the leader was on top of him, claws digging into his sides as he tried to flip the Angel mer over.

Red trashed, letting out a loud scream as he tried to get away.

The leader growled trying to keep him still, claws grabbing onto his arms tearing away the bandanna wrapped around his shoulder.

Red let out another cry as he was forced onto his back, hopping for someone to come to his aid.

The leader glared down at him with a satisfied smirk. "I wonder what it's like to fuck a FishTail. Never got the chance to before."

"No! Please!" Red croaked in disgust, trying to wiggle away uselessly.

"I guess it's time to find out, right boys!"

The other Dolphins whooped and whistled excitedly.

The leader pressed himself against Red purring happily. Red in turn looked away, eyes clenched shut.

A scream rang out.

Reds eyes snapped opened just quickly enough to see one of the Dolphins be completely and gruesomely torn in half.

Through the bloody aftermath that clouded the water came Error, snarling with his eyes blazing red.

Red couldn't really register what happened next.

In a moment Red was under the leader, about to be most likely gang raped, in the next he sitting in the middle of a bloodbath with the boys snuggled into his chest.

Error was fretting over him, looking Red up and down to make sure there weren't any life threatening injuries. Remnants of the slaughter still on his claws he resisted touching the smaller as much as possible.

"Red. Are you ok?"

He looked down in surprise to soo Null looking up at him, eyes shining with fear and worry.

Red smiled a bit. Gently rubbing the child's skull as he looked over the carnage. His eyes landing on the leader, his throat slashed to the point of near decapitation.

His let his gaze turn and rest on Error, the taller checking him over while healing some of the still open wounds.

Looking down at Null he let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

"I am now."