A TMR ONESHOT

Hey guys! I finished reading The Kill Order. Fabulous. So this is a oneshot based on it.

WARNING: Be prepared for le feels.

- DeeDee - a.k.a Teresa -

Our village was happy.

My family was happy.

Since as long as I could remember. My mom loved each other and my brother Ricky. I was always fussed by them, being the youngest in the family. I had always been praised to be intelligent beyond my years. I was said to be special.

I didn't think much about that. Not until it started raining. Raining darts.

There was a huge berg above our village and people in masks and suits were firing at us.

The whole village was in chaos and everyone was running here and there and screaming as people got shot. Frantic, I searched for my family, aching for my mother's safe arms. I ran towards my house but I couldn't find them anywhere.

"Mom, dad" I screamed.

"Dee-dee!" I heard my brother Ricky yell, and I turned to see him hiding behind the well. I ran into his arms, comforted by his presence.

"It's alright", he whispered, running a hand through my hair.

"Mom", I whispered.

"Dad."

"I'll find them", Ricky promised, as he got up.

"Stay here Dee-dee. Stay safe."

I nodded and watched hm mingle into the crowd. I couldn't help but get scared. What if Daniel got shot? What if Ricky couldn't find mom and dad?

Suddenly I heard a scream. Mom.

I took off, towards my mother, forgetting Ricky's instructions. My worst fears came true. Mom was beside my dad, sobbing. He was shot, not dead, but shot.

"Dadda", I whispered.

My mom's eyes landed on me.

She muffled her sobs and hugged me.

"Dadda will be okay Dee-dee", she assured me.

"Have you seen Ricky?"

I nodded. "He went to find you. I'll go get him."

And before my mother could stop me, I ran into the crowd, to find Ricky. There was a lot of pushing. And I dodged the falling bodies, trying not to look at them. I had to find Ricky.

But before I could find him, someone grabbed me. It was a man. He looked delirious. I screamed at him to drop me but he just laughed. He held me as a shield and yanked at my hair. I screamed again, tears running down my eyes.

And then my breath was knocked out of me. I was on the floor and I saw my brother, wrestling with the man who had held me. He knocked him out with a rod he had managed to lay his hands on.

The next second he was by my side.

"Dee-dee, you alright?" he asked.

I sniffed and nodded.

"Momma and Dadda are there", I said.

"Da-dadda is shot."

Ricky crouched beside me. "It's okay Dee-dee, I-"

I never got to know what he was about to say.

Two meaty hands grabbed his neck, and started squeezing. Ricky thrashed and I screamed.

Someone was trying to throttle my brother. I tugged at the hands but they wouldn't budge. I was hysteric and my vision was blurry. I tripped on something. The rod.

I raised it and banged it at the man's head. Once. Twice. Blood oozed out but he didn't leave Ricky until I hit him thrice.

"Ricky", I sobbed, worried for my brother and horrified at what I had done.

"RICKY!"

I shook him hard but he didn't move. Tears blocked my vision and I sobbed on his chest,wailing for my brother to come back.

That was when I was shot.

Pain flared inside me and I gasped, unable to take it.

Let it end here, I told myself. Let it end.

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Days later, I woke up. My wound hurt but I was safe and sound.

Most of the villagers had gone crazy. There were tearing at their hair, clutching out their own eyes.

I shuddered and trembled as I tried to find my mom and dad.

They were there. But dad was bad. Really bad. He was screaming at mom when he was awake, scratching her when he had the energy. He said there were things inside his head and in the end he banged his head against a wall until he couldn't feel them.

Then mom got ill. I looked after her. I tried to help her. But she screamed at me. Said I was a devil and I wasn't sick. I should have died and dad should have been alive.

The villagers started noticing. They hated me. They wanted o burn me and sacrifice me. But I hid. I hid on top of trees and in the bushes. Sobbing. Crying over Ricky. Mom. Dad.

I cried until I couldn't cry anymore. My eyes were dry but my heart ached. My wound still hadn't healed. But it had made me a cast off. I wanted to die. I wanted to be with my family.

But I remembered Ricky's words.

Stay safe.

I came out of my hiding. The villagers had gone. The whole place was in ruins. My stomach rumbled. I hadn't eaten anything since days. I looked but I couldn't find anything.

I lay in the ruins for a long time until I heard voices and footsteps. I saw people. A man, a woman and a boy and a girl.

They were afraid of me. I could see it. They were sane and they didn't want to go crazy.

And I didn't want to be killed by them.

But they were kind. They asked questions. They asked about Ricky but I didn't want to tell them about what had happened so I told them that Ricky ran away with the others. It was much better that way.

I cried when I talked about mom and dad but they didn't mind. They comforted me. They were good to me. They wanted to take me with them. They fed me and the girl took great care of me. She reminded me of... mom.

At night, I was awake when everyone was asleep, thinking of Ricky and mom and dad.

I looked up at the stars in the sky. They had said they would be there whenever they would die. Then I could wave at them and that they would always be with me.

I waved at the stars.

"I miss you mom, dad and Ricky", I whispered.

"But I'll stay safe. I know you are happy there and I'll be with you there someday. I'll talk to you every night", I promised.

"I'll fight. I'll fight till the end."