Fantasy Vs Reality | The Tear

33: Last Call

~~A/n: Hey guys, this is the future me who proofread this! As I read through I realized just how many errors there were in this book, and while it's a little late to change too much stuff now, I had to slap some stuff together to make it at least a little better than it's previous state. Anyway I hope this is better than its original form. Cheers and peace out fam! Enjoy the rest of the story~

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I could feel the force of the giant shard as it approached, death coming off of it in waves, coming closer every moment. Any second now... and our lives will have been for nothing. There was movement as the ground gave a horrendous shudder. Something large was rising slowly out of the ground, splitting and breaking apart the very soil we were standing on.

Marcus and I stumbled over, attempting to skitter away from the large thing coming out of the ground. 

"Is that... a gun?" Marcus asked in disbelief as the object rose it's nose high into the air, it was definitely a gun. The biggest gun I'd ever seen. The gun turned slowly, and rose up the barrel. It took aim at the massive piece of sun and fired. A laser shot out of the nose of the enormous gun as it began to cut a hole in the shard, I figured the gun was trying to shatter it, to make it not hit as hard. A figure dashed out from under the gun. Keeping within the shadows, but within speaking distance... Fifi?

"Come on! The gun can't do everything for us! Get over here!"

Marcus picked me up princess style and lifted me off the ground, racing towards the person who had spoken. "Come on!" The figure called.

It was Fifi. She leaped forward, grabbed me and dropped me down a hole. There was another figure just before I was tossed down. It was a straight drop. The drop went on for ages, and I screamed for a good portion of it. I looked up to see Fifi, Marcus, and someone else just above me as we sailed down the tunnel.

As we fell the tunnel shook. I didn't feel any of it being up in the air and away from the walls as the tunnel grew larger for a moment, but I could tell that the force of the shard would've possibly killed us as it rang through the tunnel as we continued to fall. The walls warped slightly and I glanced up seeing that the tunnel way up above us was crushing together. At least we were falling at a swift speed, but was it fast enough? Parts of the tunnel fell so fast that it struck into the walls and blocked the rest of the debris... for now.

The tunnel slowly began changing directions as we continued to fall, it went from straight drop, to a steep slide, to a slide that felt safer than a child's playground slide. I slowed to a stop with Marcus and Fifi softly bumping into my backside.

We all stood up a little awkwardly and silently. I had to lean on Fifi's shoulder. The figure who was with Fifi walked in front of us, and he turned around to get a good look at us all. He was an average height, male deer, shaded a color of deep brown with fawn markings on his hands, stomach, inner thighs, and the bottom half of his face. His fur was extremely short, and his eyes glowed a warm amber. He had broad shoulders, a thin waist, powerful back legs with jet black hooves, and a small, fluffy deer tail. His horns were caramel brown and glinted in the dim light and each horn had three points on his head.

Light was coming in dimly from the tunnel farther ahead.

He was wearing a large, black beaded necklace with white paint marks and symbols I recognized as slightly altered Penwisk words and symbols. The middle one stood for leadership, and the two smaller symbols on the sides stood for loyalty and honor. He was also wearing torn pelts that hung around his waist and had a mild, green-blue glow to them. There were animal skulls hanging on one side, and satchels full of what looked like herbs on the other.