Fuck titles

 My name is Fell. I’m 33 years old.

My favorite color is blue. She made the text that color just for me.

I’m from Ontario. I came here because I was trying to run from the fucking Tailor

I love the Wolf. She made me strong and taught me how to fight. She’s the reason I’m even fucking alive right now

 

 

Something is wrong. I know it’s all true but why doesn’ it fucking look right?   

Fell isn’t doing so good

I’m not sure she really knows where she is half the time. She zones out every now and then and gets this confused look on her face, like she’s lost. She flinches every now and then too. I’ve asked her about it, but she keeps saying that it’s nothing, which is bullshit because I KNOW she doesn’t flinch over “nothing”.

I may not know exactly what she’s going through in there, but it’s getting worse.

At one point, Wolf went into their room to check on her. A second later, I heard Fell scream. Wolf came bursting out of the room; telling me to watch her, before heading outside. Fell sounded terrified; like she had never seen Wolf before. It took me a while to get her to calm down and come back to reality, but eventually she did. Once I was sure she was okay, I left to find Wolf.

I didn’t have far to look. She was leaning against one of the cabins.

“I told you to watch her.” Her voice was quiet and broken.

“I did. She’s fine. Now I’m worried about you”

She took in a long breath “She didn’t know me, Hart. It is getting worse fast… I couldn’t protect her and I can’t help her now.”  She sighed and wiped at her eyes. “Maybe I was wrong… Maybe… Maybe you should take Scratch’s offer if it still sta-”

“Fuck no!” I cut her off “Are you shitting me? Do you hear yourself? What, you think we’ll be any safer as proxies?” she looked surprised at my interruption but didn’t stop me “Being a proxy didn’t protect you from Carmine or us from Osprey. Star looked for us, sure, but he would have stopped if he was ordered to. The organization clearly wasn’t concerned.” I continued “If we go back, assuming the tall guy doesn’t murder us immediately, we could end up mindfucked like Star and used against you. I’d rather be dead than to be stuck like that. Besides, there’s no guarantee that he could help Fell, let alone if he actually would. We’re in this together, Wolf, so snap out of it because Fell still needs you and so do I.”  

Wolf looked away for a little while, but eventually turned back to me. “You’re right. You’re right…” She said, finally. “I’m sorry.”

I offered her a hug and she took it. “You’re still helping her fight this by being here.” I said, quietly “That’s how it looks to me, anyway”   

After a couple of minutes, we went back inside and found Fell waiting for us. Thankfully, she recognized Wolf this time and started apologizing. Wolf hugged her and told her that it wasn’t her fault.

I know Fell is strong. She has to keep fighting. She has to make it through this.

Fucking fuck

Fucking stupid shit

My head is fucking killing me. It’s hard as shit to stay the fuck awake but I need to not be asleep. I can’t risk it but I keep seeing shit out of the corner of my eye and its fucking annoying

I’ll find a way  to get you back for this you shitsack cunting fuck that was disgusting.

I just have to keep focus on the Wolf and I’ll fuckin  do it

Fuck you all

The Mute, the Bandages and the Emo

If you’ve seen this, you know what happened. You know why Wolf is angry. She’s not alone either. I may not have any fancy powers, but you don’t get to pull that shit on my family and think that I’m not going to do anything about it.

If you’re stupid and haven’t figured this out on your own, I was the sniper. I was keeping watch in a tree when the denizens appeared. It didn’t take me long to spot the three assholes and, between the bandages and the LARPing sword, figure out which one was Franky. After getting off two shots, I slung the rifle over my back and got down out of the tree as fast as I could. I knew that at least one of them would come after me. The movement in my lookout spot proved me right. I took cover behind another tree, quietly took the gun from my back and chambered another bullet. That’s when I heard the sound of something heavy hitting the branches above. This guy was leaping from tree to tree like an animal, pausing only to look around, obviously trying to spot me.

I tried to take advantage of one of those pauses to fire again. The bullet passed through the space where he had been. The dude had pathed out. The noise in the tree behind me told me where he had appeared. Without wasting time looking back, I started running. I could hear him jumping through the trees behind me while I tried to put some distance between us. That plan didn’t work out as he was suddenly right in front of me. Instinctively, I slammed the butt of the rifle into his masked face and took off in another direction. From there it was a game of cat and mouse until Wolf screamed. I started running toward the noise while Franky apparently pathed over to bail out the loser and his sidekick. By the time I got there, Wolf was already kneeling over Fell. The campground was littered with dead art projects and scorch marks that used to be denizens.

Fell has been in and out of consciousness since. Wolf tried to pull some of Kelevra’s Azoth out of her, but she could only do so much. She has mostly been keeping watch over Fell since, but still comes out to help with the clean up every now and then. I’m glad for the help. It was a good idea to fix up the cabins and to make all those art projects, but man is it a bitch to clean. I hope that the clean up is giving her a break from worrying about Fell but I doubt it. I know I can’t stop worrying about her.   

Fuck you Kelevra. Fuck you Malik. You’re both going to get what you deserve