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shatter-song · 11 months

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I think I'll just post just the 1st chs of my ongoing stories and that's it. like I'll post updates when I finish them but these will be my main examples for people at how I'm doing writing wise

so this ch 1 of my melodybeast centered fic!

Oh. This is bad.

Viney doesn't know why it took her this long to realize that but it did.

Ever since Hunter's second arrival to Hexside and telling everyone the truth about the Day of Unity, all the kids were thrown into hysteria.

And who could blame them? The former Golden Guard comes to their school, tells them that the Day of Unity is actually a planned out mass genocide of all living things on the Isles and only the mass believers of Belos would laugh in their face.

Thankfully, Viney has always been a nonbeliever.

She mentally thanks her parent for instilling that in her.

But then it was the Day of Unity. Those with sigils nearly died, her friends go missing (whenever someone is saying that they could be dead, she asks Skara to cast a silencing spell because she might end up fistfighting someone), her Nobi goes missing, and all the kids are left alone.

She recalls Matt saying he doesn't know whether or not Glandus is okay which led her to wonder if the kids from other schools got branded or not.

(Are they alone, too?)

Regardless, none of them are showing up.

A week into the apocalypse, with every adult at Hexside turned into a puppet (because of Boscha, the darker parts of her mind provides) and many more missing, the realization what's happened sets in for every kid.

Then came the tears.

Everyone not in kindergarten was in charge now for the kindergarten kids. Their parents were either missing or puppets. No one was coming to help them.

They're on their own.

Yeah. This is totally not good.

This year is going in the therapy books. If those will even continue to exist anymore.

They have to get supplies. The kids – Oh yeah, she's one, too – were in this for the long haul, Titan forbid anyone think otherwise.

Which leads to now.

Ordinarily, Viney would be one of the witches to stay because of her capability in healing. Kat is... not here, Emira is inexperienced with major injuries that are more common than ever and is also taking care of Edric, and Bo is good but far too tired from the past few days alone.

And that's just naming a few. Viney is sure she could make a whole book listing the problems healers alone have right now.

However, with Matt busy in staging a coup, and the healing homeroom not actually packed for once, Viney volunteered to look for supplies.

Like hell she would live on school lunch for the rest of her life.

"If I knew that the apocalypse would come last week, I would've dressed more comfortably." Skara says irritably.

"Yeah, scavenging around in school uniform does not bode well for days in a row." Jerbo replies with a low note of humor.

Herself, Barcus, Jerbo, and Skara are scavenging the hollowed out town that was Bonesborough.

Apparently, there's some kind of schedule with how the Collector acts – at least, that's the best way to put it.

The morning to the afternoon was "playtime". The night until morning was "bedtime". It's coming into conflict to what she thought the Collector to be. Regardless of those thoughts, one thing is for certain.

The Collector is dangerous. And very powerful but that goes without saying.

"What should we look for first?" Barcus woofs from the front of the group.

"Hang on," Skara halts. "I made a list." The bard takes out a folded sheet of paper. She unfolds it then reads outloud.

"Okay so, we need some clothes for the kindergarten kids after they tore theirs while hunting down lockers."

Jerbo groans while Viney pats his back in sympathy. "That's gonna be a common occurrence, isn't it?"

"Yeah... We also need food, seeds for the plant track students – any will do, and some extra sleeping bags."

"Okay," Viney starts, "Let's head for the marketplace then. We'll find what we need there."

The trek wasn't hard. They ran into little to no trouble because... well, there wasn't anything. The streets were empty and quiet. It was wrong. Everything about this was wrong but now isn't the time to have a crisis.

She can save that for later.

"We should split up." Skara suggests, "We shouldn't run into much trouble but I'd rather not risk anything. You guys got invisibility glyphs?"

The trio nods then Skara continues, "Alright. Viney, you're with me. We'll scour the Ceilingmart. Barcus, you and Jerbo check the stands."

Ah. Hm.

Viney doesn't mind at all going with Skara but that doesn't stop this bubbling feeling in her from rising.

It's not the first time either.

"I think Skara is poisoning me." Viney says, one day. The two of them are inside the room of shortcuts except for Barcus.

Jerbo looks away from the potted abomination he was crafting. "What?"

"I think Skara is poisoning me."

"Why do you think that?"

"So, you know how when you're slowly poisoned overtime, you would feel weird in your stomach?" Viney gestures to him like this is completely normal.

...

"No, Viney. I wouldn't know." Jerbo says with a completely blank face and straight lined mouth.

"Okay, good."

"Oh my Titan, Viney."

"Anyways, that's what happening to me for like... a week now. I would just feel sweaty and like, I would feel my heart pounding so much faster than it should." Viney said.

"And you're sure this is her poisoning you? " Jerbo questions. At this point, neither of them are paying attention to whatever task they're supposed to complete. This is clearly more important.

"Well... no. But those are the symptoms of being poisoned, so..."

"Alright, there has to be more to this."

There is. Thank Titan that Jerbo is a good listener.

Viney would sometimes stare for a little too long. Think about her at nearly anytime of the day. Remember the littlest of things that just seem important to her. All that.

Then, Jerbo manages to develop the answer. He narrows his eyes. "That's not her poisoning you, Viney. That means you have a crush on her."

Oh.

Yeah. Oh. In hindsight, it was probably stupid to think she was poisoning her.

Whatever, this is where the problem comes in. What does she do about this?

She's never had a crush before. On anyone. What if she ruins their friendship? What if Skara hated her for it?

What if this wasn't a crush and she's just panicing over nothing? What if Skara actually reciprocates her "feelings" only to break up later?

Viney doesn't want to hurt her. She's been through enough hurt by her own friends as it is.

"Viney?"

The beastkeeper blinks, her intrusive thoughts disappearing as she takes in the present. She sees Skara looking at her in concern. Her cricket palisman is on her shoulder mirroring her witch's look.

"Yeah, what's up?"

Skara points to where Viney was originally looking. "You were just, uh, staring down those pots like it had done something to you."

Viney looks to where the bard is pointing. Ah, right. Since they can't go outdoors, they'll have to grow crops from pots.

"Sorry, just thinking about which pots to get. I'm not in the plant track so I don't know which one to get."

Ugh. Thinking about school romance of all things when you're supposed to be getting supplies for an entire school body? Seriously?

Get it together, Vernal.

"I guess that makes sense." The bard purses her lips in consideration. "Maybe I should've sent Jerbo here instead."

Viney shrugs, "Eh, it's fine. We could just come back if we need to. Not like they're going anywhere. I think." She turns to Skara, "Are pots sentient?"

That earns her a chuckle which in turn makes the healer smile.

For a moment, everything's right. This one moment they can ignore the apocalyptic setting around them and just be kids.

So it's only a matter of time before something goes wrong.

They weren't supposed to be here.

It was nighttime. Isn't that the Collector's bedtime? Do these things just have minds of their own?

Skara quickly plays a few notes on her lyre and the star is shoved into a nearby building by bard magic.

Jerbo uses a vine as some kind of lasso and drags another star down so Barcus could destroy it with a bite infused with oracle magic.

And Viney? Well, she's good at defense so defend is what she'll do. Puddles is... also not here so the best she could do is conjure shields whenever the time arises.

The shields are hands at least so she could swat them away like vampflies.

But this is getting too much.

"Barcus, look out!" Viney shouts.

Barcus yips and jumps up to dodge a spy's puppet-transforming magic before Jerbo catches him in his arms.

"We gotta fall back!" Jerbo yells and Barcus barks in agreement.

Viney makes a wide spell circle and the four are surrounded by a giant dark blue dome. It immediately cracks under the attacks recieved by their enemies.

Thankfully, quick thinking and improvisation are skills that you need if you were to be a delinquent a few months ago. And also a survivor in the apocalypse now.

"Grab hands and use an invisibility glyph then run like hell into the alleyways!" Viney commands.

Skara grabs Viney's hand – Oh Titan, calm down, it's literally just handholding for dear life – then she grabs Jerbo's. Barcus, who is still in the grip of his fellow delinquent, pulls out a glyph from his pouch.

"On three, hold your breaths!"

The group nods. Viney's shields are about to go down due to the force of the star spies.

Honestly, she's actually pretty surprised it lasted this long.

"Two!"

"Wh-?! What happened to one?!" Jerbo sputters.

"No time for one!"

The shields shatter into glistening light particles and spread across the baren street. Viney's proud of how long those lasted.

"Three!"

The group breathe in their share of air, hold it in, and run. They rush down the alleyways and out, dragging each other into a new street.

Pieces of Bonesborough watch as the spies fly past broken down husks of buildings of the place they called their town. The confusion is oddly clear on their faces.

The spies aren't giving up so neither are they. Well, in a sense they are, but this battle doesn't need to won in this war.

Jerbo drags them into a open building before shutting the door behind them. At that point, they all take in a large gulp of air, the invisibility taken off of them.

Skara, not stopping for a moment, covers the window with its blinds. Viney slumps against a wall while Jerbo puts down Barcus back on the floor.

"That..." Jerbo panted, "was close."

"Too close." Barcus huffs. "It's the middle of the night. I thought the Collector was asleep?"

"I guess those things must be capable of acting on their own." Viney said. "When we were running, I noticed how the spies looked confused. Like, really confused. That may not sound like much but you'd be surprised at how a lot of beasts are not capable of facial expressions."

It'd be fascinating if it weren't for the fact those things turn people into wooden puppets.

"They're quite the unique beast, no?"

"Regardless," Skara says, gathering the attention of everyone, "it's probably best if we hide for the meantime. Let's scour the building for any supplies."

"Aye aye, captain." Jerbo salutes. He leaves up a stairwell with Barcus in tow. The demon sends a side eye to Viney and before she could react, he's already gone.

Weird.

"Well," Skara begins and Viney turns to her. "where we should we start?"

Ah. Right. Barcus knows because of couse he does.

Gay. Gay. Homosexual. Gay.

Shut up, Barcus.

She feels a chortle in her mind before it fades away. What was she doing again?

Oh! Right, a place to start.

"How about a kitchen?" Viney suggests. "I know I'm hungry after that ordeal."

"No kidding." Skara giggles. "I hope they have some cake in here."

Viney laughs. "Here's hoping."

Skara draws a circle and a ball of light is brought to life in the palm of her hand. She smiles at her which has the troublemaker darting her eyes, uncharacteristically shy-like.

Okay, Vernal. Just you and who is probably the prettiest girl you've ever met scouting a random building for supplies. You got this.

She doesn't expect the bard to hook her right arm with her left but hey, she doesn't mind.

Just don't look into her beautiful silver eyes and say something embarrassing. Easy.

She's so got this.

(No, she does not.)

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