WARNING: This chapter contains descriptions of death and violence Do not proceed further if you are not comfortable with the aforementioned things. “He’s all yours,” Halo said, tossing the body to White. He awkwardly caught it. 'He let them get away.' Halo blinked, staring at White. He was staring back at her, looking a little nervous. “...that was... um...” he grimaced, glancing down at the carcass in his hands, “...unnecessarily cruel.” “So? Got a problem with my methods?” Halo snarled. “You know, you could have gone after Oli and Erin, but you didn’t.” She took a step towards him, narrowing her eye. White stood up a little straighter, holding his ground. “Why should I have? I warned you of their escape, but that will be it. I am still a Captain, after all.” He adjusted his hat a little, glaring at Halo as he let Beau’s body hit the ground. Before he could say anything else, Halo had him pinned to the wall, her claws digging into the skin of his throat. “Pathetic,” she spat. White tried to claw at her hands, but she didn’t feel the pain. She only saw the fear in his eyes. The delicious, delicious fear... “Wh-what are you...doing...?” White choked out. “Eliminating any weaknesses,” Halo snarled, grinning. When she was finished with him, she stood there, alone in the blood-soaked snow. She licked her claws clean. 'What now?' she thought. '...about that deal I made earlier-' “I accept,” she said, kicking White’s mangled corpse and beginning to walk away. She could almost see Abraxas grinning in her head. 'Good, good...' 'I need a while to figure something out,' Abraxas said in her head. 'Until then, why don’t we fix you up and then find you some new prey?'
Sorry this is a day late, I'm pretty busy rn Previous Chapter: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1188658757/ First Chapter: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/964292209/ Credits: Art, characters, and story belong to me () Background Ambience yoinked from YT
