Warning: Blood, violence, swearing, gun violence

Not having enough time to flap my wings, I crash into the top of the next floor. Landing on something hard. Grunting and groaning from the pain. Gasps fill the air around me.

"Fuck... that... hurt...

"Froggie?"States a familiar voice. Sitting up, multiple people sitting around me. I had landed on a table. Behind each of them are two guards, guns all pointing at me. Looking towards the voice, it's Jimmy, a gun in hand.

"Jimmy?!" Confusion, panic. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" Turning my head left and right it wasn't just Jimmy. Scott, Iskall, Scar, Mumbo, False, stopping, I stare at one person at the table in particular. Cub.... Slumped back in his chair, head leaning back, blood dripping from the side of it. A revolver in hand. He's dead...

"PUT YOUR HANDS UP PRISONER!!!!!!" One of the guards finally shouted. Looking around again, I stare at Cub's corpse once more, noticing a revolver in Cub's hand. That bitch... They made them play Russian roulette. Forming a revolver as I stand, putting three bullets in, spinning it."W-where did you... get that?..."

"So you guys like playing roulette?" Making the same thing with my other hand. "I have two revolvers, three out of six bullets in ea-"

Bang.

The guard standing in front of me fires. Blocking with my wing. Pain shoots through it.

"I don't care what happens to me. But for what you did to these creations. It'll cost you your life." Infatuation, and resentment coursing through me. Pushing up in the air, directing their aim away from the others. Pointing at the guard who shot me.

-click-

"You're lucky." Flying around in the air to mess up their aim, shooting at them as well.

-click-

Bang.

One guard falls. Flying straight at another firing.

-click-

-click-

Giving up on the gun, I slam them into the wall behind them. A guard coming at me from the side. Pointing the revolver their way.

Bang.

Finally, Three bullets left in one, one left in the other.

"Stop right there!" States a guard, grabbing Mumbo, a gun at gun pointing at him. " You'll get back to your cell. Coming with us willingly." Instantly bringing my revolver up.

Bang.

The guard let's go of Mumbo. A hole in the center of his head. Falling to the ground with a thump. Dropping the now empty gun.

I scan the room, a guard mumbling something into a radio. More were on their way. Shit. But I didn't have time to freeze, two more guards were heading my way. I aim with precision at the first one.

-click-

Shit. They were getting too close, pushing back, I try again.

Bang.

The second guard took the time and got closer, giving me almost no time to react. You can always use a gun, even if you're not pulling the trigger. I follow the lesson as I jam the butt end of my revolver into the side of their neck. You can also choose how they die, you can make it quick or you can make it slow.

Turning it around, I aim towards the spot I hit.

Bang.

They fall, body going limp as they fall to the ground. I flap my wings, bobbing up and down in place, pain shooting through my one newly shot wing. A crashing sound comes from the nearby door. Turning my head towards it, about a dozen more guards crashed into the room. Shit,shit, shit. How do I get them out of here while, dealing with those guys. Within seconds The round table's encircled. Me and the endangered creations. I can't save them... I... I can't do it. I need to save them, but I can't.

-thwip-

Pain shoots through my right arm, a tranq now sticking out of it. As a reaction I grab my arm in response, staring at each of the guards. All slightly panicked but holding their ground. Though it stands out. They-.No. She looked familiar. With emerald dyed hair and blue eyes.

-thwip-

-thwip-

Two more tranqs one in my wing and another in my leg. I don't have any time to think. I can't do anything. I can't save anyone.

"FROG! Get out of here! you might not be able to save us but save yourself! We'll be fine!" Scott shouts, catching my attention and pulling me out of my head. His partener Jimmy beside him, one canary wing wrapped around the cyanette.

"I won't leave you ag-"

-thwip-

A tranq hits my other wing, causing me to drop a bit lower.

"You have to!" Someone else shouts, Iskall. " I don't know who you are but you're outnumbered in your current condition! So escape!"

"I can't abandon you guys again..."

"You found us this time right?" Jimmy shouted, tears steadily streaming down his cheeks. " So you can find us again..."

-thwip-

A fifth tranq hits me, causing me to almost drop within grabbing range. Sighing, a few tears roll down my cheeks as well. Quickly, I make a box with a single button on it, and huck it at Scott, as I fly to the doors.

"Press it if you're in danger! I'll come to find you!" Shooting overtop of the guards and bursting through the doors, making it out into the hallway. As I fly as fast as I can, away from the ones I swore I'd protect. How could I do that?