↠ Flag! ↳ TW! Minor bl00d, and also any warnings for possible triggers in the story below. ↳ Yep. Here's an animation meme, finally. And one that I finished on my school chromebook. Yeah. ↳ Anyways, this is inspired by a RP me and @Mxd_Lxd are doing on my PF. ( If you want to go stalk it, I mean, I can't really stop you, can I? ) The meme features my character Hunter ( But a wolf bc I can't draw humans on a computer yet, okay? Give me a break lol ) It was a sort-of AU where he and Emory's character, Viko, got brainwashed by their evil dads and almost were forced to fight each other. Buuuttt as if now they got out and aren't brainwashed anymore, so that's good :) This meme is highlighting a universe where Viko had managed to free herself from the brainwashing, and Hunter couldn't manage it, as he was the one they had focused a higher dosage of the brainwashing medicine thing into. They were forced to fight, and lo and behold, Hunter snaps out of it just to witness himself m^rdering Viko, his love, in cold bl00d. ↳ Here, just have this ( All the characters mentioned are ATLA OC's ) : ♠ Hunter walked onto a large stage, which was doubling as an arena for the moment. His brain was blank, but yet at the same time his mind was racing. He looked out over the crowd, a large one, covered in shadows. He scowled at them before looking back to the end of the stage. He stood perfectly straight, in a position much like a well-trained guards. Except he had never been one. He watched calmly as another man walked onto the stage. The man was older than him, and just shorter, with graying black hair and cold amber eyes. That man was his father, Trojan. He was the one who had brainwashed him. If he had been himself, he would have exploded in rage, and probably would've tried to k!ll the horrible man in front of him. Trojan overlooked the crowd, nodding slowly. "Hush!" he barked to the chattering crowd, and almost instantly they obeyed. Once they had, Trojan continued. "We have a couple.. special guests here today. Two benders, quite powerful ones, you might say," he paused, looking over at Hunter. "You may have heard of them. The young man to my left is Hunter, my son. A Firebender." he then paused again and gazed over to his right. Someone was shoved in. A short woman, the same age as Hunter, with tan skin and blue garments meant for the cold. She stood with only her left side visible to him, but when she turned, the right half of her face was covered in scars, the eye missing. "And Viko, a Waterbender." Hunter couldn't remember anything about her, but he could feel an emotional draw towards her. He forced himself to look away as her good eye widened at the sight of him. Trojan smirked slightly. "We had originally gotten control of both of their minds, Hunter being our main target. Viko has managed to break it's hold on her, and now she faces a punishment. Certain de," he looked back over at Hunter. "At the hands of my son." Hunter absentmindedly let his gaze float back to Viko, who was staring at him, horrified. Trojan pivoted on one foot, walking to the back of the stage. With his back turned he said, "Hunter, you have your orders. You may begin." He then walked off the stage. Hunter wasted no time, advancing towards Viko, who backed slightly. His self-modified overcoat with short sleeves billowed out behind him as he lit a massive fire in his hands. Once he got close enough, he gave her a threatening stare. She seemed to study him, before stammering, "Hunter, your eyes. T-They're.. green?" He took the moment she used to pause in confusion to his advantage, lunging. Viko managed to dodge just in time before freezing his arm. That didn't seem to do anything to him. He looked over at the crowed briefly. The people radiated disgust, as they were against the use of Bending, but also excitement and awe. He shifted his focus back to Viko, who was staring at him still. She now had water circling her torso, and her right foot was placed behind her as her knees bent in a defensive stance. He took two steps forward before leaping over her and landing on a pillar of rock he had made rise from the ground, all while shooting fire at her. The crowd exploded as they watched him use two different types of Bends, but he ignored them, watching as Viko was able to dodge most of the blows, but the last one caught her in the shoulder and she let out a yelp, putting the fire out quickly. He jumped down onto her, now in close quarters. She took her chance now, lunging. Her fingers, which had been clenched in a fist moments before, were now tipped with razor-sharp ice. He slid back, but she advanced on him. She jumped into the air a bit, all while swinging her left arm, and caught him in the face. There was a cut over his right eye, and one on the upper corner of the same eye. He didn't allow himself to recoil from the freezing pain, now filled with hot rage. He gripped her by the shoulders before she had time to + CONT in N+C ||
+ || recover and face him again. He hit her with a jab kick to the back, which sent her stumbling across the stage. She lost her footing, but recovered, clearly determined to win this. He was on top of her again almost instantly, fire blowing out of his hands. She blocked that with her water, and then made a whip out of ice. Viko hit him with a kick of her own, sending him stumbling back a bit. Before he had had time to recover, she struck him with the whip. The end of the whip was like a knife, and the tip started it's journey at the middle of his neck on the left side, managing to cut through his coat and shirt to finally be ripped out when it had cut across his whole shoulder. There was a solid line of blood on his arm, dripping onto the floor. Viko seemed to recoil, a guilty look flashed across her face. In this state, emotions didn't affect him, but pain did. He struck again, harder this time. He was able to grab her again and shove her onto her knees with just brute force. She fought the whole way, but no matter where she struck him, he didn't care. He was sure that he was bleeding all over now, but he was so close to his prize.. He reached back, a fire lighting in his hand, aiming for Viko's face. He had started to punch when something clicked in his mind. His eyes had turned from a glowing green to back into their original beautiful silver, as Viko would have called them. The first thing he felt was pain, then he saw Viko in front of him. Time seemed to slow. His left hand was raised in a hook, with possibly almost all the force he could muster packed into it. He saw her looking up at him, terrified and hurt. There were burns all over her body, almost so bad on her face that it looked like the other side of it was scarred up as well. Before he could do anything, he followed through, and Viko fell to the ground. The force from it had sent her blood flying up at him. It splattered on his face, and on his newly cut hands. He looked down at her in horror, his heart racing. He looked back at the crowd, who was cheering. / W-What have I done?! / he thought, looking back at Viko's body. He was sure she was de@d, and he, of all the people, had k!lled her. He struggled not to burst into tears, but a voice behind him made him snap back into his brainwashed sense. "Well done," Trojan says, looking at his wounded son, who he didn't even consider a son anymore. Just a weapon. Hunter stared back at him blankly. He was now trapped in his own body, a weapon to be thrown about and worn down. Later that night, he had been returned to a cell. He had snapped back out of it, immediately falling into a state of grief. "It should've been me.." he had whispered to himself. The last things he had thought of before slipping back into his brainwashed state were two words. Trapped.. forever. ♠ ↳ How'd you like that? Did you cry? Y'know, I'm not even going to get into the topic about their kids, if this had happened- ↠ Credits : ↳ Art : Me! ( @-Boo_Berrixs- ) ↳ Character(s) : Hunter (Mine), Trojan (Mine), and Viko (Mentioned in the story, belongs to @Mxd_Lxd) ↳ Code : @oreopupii ↳ Song : It Should've Been Me by R.I.P (This song s l a p s) ↠ Thanks for reading! ↬ Boo
