I FEEL THE CHEMICALS KICKING IN || Maple's Storage

[MysteriouslyMaple]

Vigenere had always been the responsible one. He had always been the 'leader' of sorts between his two littermates. It made sense; he was born first, therefore he just naturally had a more responsible personality. He was always looking over his siblings and trying to protect them as much as he could. When they got in trouble, he defended them. He scanned the surroundings, making sure things were okay. That's just how he was. He always thought he had a good bond with his younger brother and sister, he thought nothing would tear them apart, he thought he knew what they were doing at every moment.

But he was wrong. Vigenere would have never expected to see Caesar dragged into the King's Court, beaten up and bleeding from recent wounds. The feline stared in shock to see his fellow Soldiers surrounding his younger brother, growling demands at him. Vigenere briefly caught Caesar's eye and tried to connect to his littermate through their minds, but Caesar pushed him away with a glare. Vigenere visibly flinched, flattening his ears. What's wrong with him? He frowned. This was the first time Caesar had done that, and Vigenere would have never believed he would have done it. It hurt. Vigenere couldn't understand why his littermate would just push him away like that. "Caesar?" Vigenere tried again, but to no avail. There was no mental connection whatsoever, just static, as if Caesar had cut off the connection they had.

Two Guards left the scene, shoving Caesar onto the ground. The young demon winced, gritting his teeth as he landed onto the floor. "Caesar!" Vigenere yowled in alarm, jumping forward, only to be pushed back by his fellow Guards. Vigenere stumbled back, shaking his head. "What are you doing? Let me see him!" He growled, but only got a shake of heads as a reply. Something was up, Vigenere could tell by now. He could practically feel the tension in the air, cackling like electricity. Something was terribly wrong, and it somehow tied to him. Vigenere glared up at the people he thought were his friends, before the sound of doors slamming open distracted him.

A Tasmanian Tiger followed the two Guards that had left only a few moments before, a snarl on his face. He was looking directly at Caesar as one of the Guards spoke to him, his facial expression showing how angry and disgusted he was at the young feline. "Vigenere Cipher." Suddenly, the King was looking at him and Vigenere snapped his attention to the Tasmanian Tiger, alarmed. "You are hereby dismissed from the King's Guard. You and your family are no longer welcome in my Court." The King's words were cold, cutting right through Vigenere.
"What?" Vigenere called out, casting another glance at Caesar. What did he do? The King didn't answer him, and focused on Caesar once more.
"I will decide on what to do with him later." The Tasmanian Devil declared with a flick of his ear. "For now, take them both to the dungeons. Alert their family where they are. They will remain there for the rest of the night." And with a flick of his paw, the Soldiers begun to move.

Vigenere let out a yowl as a lion picked him up by the scruff, and tried wriggling in the giant cat's grasp to escape. Of course, this didn't work, and Vigenere was soon too exhausted to keep trying. Eventually, the two siblings were brought and thrown into the King's dungeons, and Vigenere let out a hiss of pain as he felt his body hit against stone. Caesar was thrown in after him, barely having any reaction as he hit the floor once more.

"Caesar!" Vigenere called out, scrambling to his paws as quickly as he could and rushed to his younger brother's side. The smaller feline shifted slightly, glaring up at Vigenere.
"Leave me alone." He grunted. Vigenere only stared in response at first, studying Caesar. He took note of the cuts and bruises all over his brother's body, before realizing who inflicted the wounds.
"Where you fighting the Shaman?" Vigenere asked in shock, widening his eyes. His paws hovered above Caesar's body, almost like he was trying to heal his brother. Of course, that wouldn't work; he had no healing abilities, but still... It gave him a sense of comfort. Caesar, however, once again shifted and moved away from his older brother.
"I did." He growled. "But it's none of your damn business why."
"It's absolutely my damn business!" Vigenere exclaimed. "Especially when it involves me suddenly being kicked out of the King's Guard! What in the name of the Seven Levels of Hell did you do?"
Caesar was silent for a few moments before he answered. "I tried killing her. She ruined our life with that omen." He spoke in a monotonous tone, not revealing anything about how he felt. It was almost as if he didn't care about what he had done, which sent Vigenere into rage. His position, his rank, was stripped just because Caesar believed in some stupid-ass rumor the crazy old witch talked about. The very thing he had been working his entire life for... was gone! All because of Caesar!

"What the hell were you thinking!" Vigenere spat, flattening his ears. "Obviously nothing but yourself!" When didn't Caesar think of himself? Maybe the Shaman was right, maybe he was no longer the brother Vigenere had once knew. "You ruined my life, Caesar! I worked my entire life for this, and now it's gone!" What was Athena going to think? What was she going to do? Oh, love, I'm sorry... How was he even going to explain this to her? Was he even going to see her again?
"I did what was right." Caesar replied and turned his back to Vigenere, clearly wanting to end the conversation. To which Vigenere would comply to; there was no use in arguing. Caesar would never listen, anyway.