A\N: not so fun fact: Sven hit Ice with a damn chair once...she almost died.

Demo was running, smooth sailing.

..okay, she tripped a couple of times, but that never stopped her.

EVER.

she had to get to them first before that figure does.

Demo didn't see the figure clearly, but she swear, that she it have a tophat.

clearly, it was either after Sven or Burt.

why would it after Sven?!

he's not a toppat....right?

Demo is sure that Burt can't just make friends with someone that's a toppat!

but that could be possible.

then she tripped over a tree root, sticking out of the ground.

"SHIT-" she screamed, and stood up.

fuck, she was sick of this.

she sniffed the air.

she smells...smoke.

wait the fucking second.

she ran towards the smell of smoke.

and she a fire. a campfire.

not just that.

Sven's and Burt's bag.

she made it back.

but why weren't they there?

are they...already dead.

nah, they can't be.

no signs of blood anywhere.

she can track there scent from their bags, she decided to smell one of them.

she sniffed the first one, it smelled alot like.. Sven.

bruh.

she sniff the air, but only faint of the scent she could smell.

that could mean they are somewhat far.

but al least not too far.

she followed the scent.

hopefully she wouldn't find Sven alone.

she bet that Burt is with him as well.

Sven and Burt were walking through the woods, still looking for Demo.

"do you think we're close?" Sven asked, making Burt square his shoulders.

"i'm not sure." 

with that, there was silence.

well, until they heard a gunshot.

"holy-" Sven felt his skin jump, pulling Burt behind him.

"where the fuck did that came from?!" Burt's eyes were already wide, but he had a mad look in his face.

"don't know. and i don't wanna know where that came from." Sven pressed his grip on Burt's hand, hating that a gunshot randomly popped out of nowhere.

"do you think someone shot Demo?!" Burt started to shake, worry started filling up his body.

"no, i don't think so. let's just keep walking. or we'll get shot by mistake."

Sven suggested, Burt liked the idea. so he nodded.

so they kept on walking forward, ignoring any sound that may spook them.

while they were walking a figure in the distance was looking at them. creepy.

"do..do you see that?" Sven pointed at the figure, making Burt gasp a bit.

"yeah. why do you think it's standing there. why is it staring at us?!"

Burt was shocked. seeing someone standing there and staring at you was creepy enough.

it started walking towards them.

Burt tapped Sven's shoulder.

"S-Sven, let's just go back." Burt suggested for them to go back, and Sven wasn't sure what to pick.

either to stay, or walk away.

"yeah..let's go back." Sven agreed, making Burt relived.

they started walking back, but they can still hear footsteps behind them, that figure was still following them.

Sven had enough of this bullshit.

he turned around to face the figure, and he was a steps away from them.

"what the fuck do you want from us bitch?!" Sven cussed.

the guy pulled out a gun, aiming it to Sven.

and Burt froze.

he had ballistophobia and hoplophobia, he would freeze

(A\N: how the fuck do you say that?! fuck)

"holy shit.." Burt whispered under his breath, trying not to make the figure hear his words.

"Burt get behind me." 

Burt couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"but-"

"now Burt."

Burt had not choice but to go behind Sven.

he felt like he heard that from somewhere but doesn't remember where.

the figure still had it's gun aimed at Sven.

"Sven, don't move.." Burt whispered.

Sven didn't move, unsure what the figure what's to do.

"don't hurt him." Burt growled. loud enough to make the figure look at him and point his gun and Burt.

Burt froze again.

having a gun point at him is scary. in Burt's point of view.

"shot, and i'll make you regret it."

there is no taking back on what he said

the figure couldn't decide which to point the gun at.

"c'mon let's just leave.." Sven turned around to leave.

as well as  Burt.

then the two heard heard another gunshot.

Burt turned around, to see Sven having a gunshot in his chest.

"SVEN!" Burt yelled, he felt anger and pain inside himself.

he grabbed a nearby stick and threw it at the figure's forehead.

it dropped it's gun and Burt picked it up.

he aimed it at their chest and shot the gun three times.

the figure was dead.

Burt dropped the gun, and ran over to Sven.

"Sven, are you okay?" Burt asked, Sven had his hand covering the bullet hole.

"i-i don't t-think so.." Sven was shaking badly, and Burt felt tears and fear.

"n-no..this can't happen..it can't!" Burt sobbed, holding Sven close.

"it's okay Burt...i-it's okay.." Sven whispered, Burt shook his head.

"n-no..it's not!" he hiccuped between sobs.

"DEMO!! WHERE ARE YOU??" Burt screamed while sobbing.

Demo heard that yell.

she sniffed the air, she could smell fresh blood and Burt's scent.

she ran over there.

but she saw that the figure she saw was plain dead.

and Burt sobbing with Sven in his arms.

she walked over to Burt, and licked his check.

"what..what the fuck happened?"

Demo asked, Burt just kept on sobbing.

"i-it...*hic* s-shot Sven.." he sobbed.

Demo was too late. but at least Burt was safe.

"c'mon, we are not too far. let's get him healed up." 

Demo said, and Burt go up, carrying Sven.

once they go back, Burt placed Sven gently on the ground and went to his backpack.

he got out med-kit out.

and went to work with Sven.

Demo watched Burt warp a bandage around Sven's wound.

"he'll be okay.." Demo told him after he was done.

"okay.." Burt waited for Sven to wake up.

but what Burt didn't know..

he killed his own boss..

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holy shit my fingers

they hurt ;<;

eeeeeeeeeee-

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