YOU'RE BEGINNING TO DRAG THE ONES YOU LOVE DOWN // Caesar

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

why, why does fate make us suffer ?

At first, Caesar pressing himself against Atbash surprised her, and she flinched at first. Eventually she relaxed, briefly relishing in the moment; she remembered whenever Caesar did this a lot whenever they were younger, venting about how frustrated he was at the world. He did it often, especially after he was caught stealing things and he was lucky he wasn't whisked away for being a thug, and she tried to get him to understand that. But alas, her attempts were futile and obviously never worked.

That didn't mean she didn't wish things did though.

Whenever Caesar moved away from her, she blinked at him before wincing as he threw his arm in the air and released a fireball - the sight of the flames reminded her of the flames that burned both of her homes down, ironically caused by the same person beside her. Atbash opened her mouth to respond to her brother whenever she was suddenly knocked over. Claws dug into her scruff and she grit her teeth in pain, at first trying to squirm in Stryker's grasp. Her remaining eye snapped open at the sound of a familiar, bittersweet voice and both fear and anger filled her.

"We have nothing to-" Atbash was cut off in her response as Stryker slammed her back down, pressing against her chest. There was a snap as her ribs broke under his pressure, causing Atbash to inhale sharply - of course, making her pain worse as she did so. She tried to glare over at Caesar as much as she could, suddenly realizing why he was acting so sweetly before.

Of course. Why would he ever change? Maybe if she wasn't in pain, nor already feeling anger thanks to Stryker, Atbash would be hurt by Caesar's actions. But as of this moment? She was understandably angry at her younger littermate.

bio | female | loner, no group

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