And he swirled into the past.

He jerked awake, silently cursing. It had been a year since he last had a flashback. Grian looked around, then groaned. He had experienced this one several times before. Him and his brothers were about 12 and 10 respectively. (If you're confused, Jimmy and Joel are twins.) They were sitting round a campfire. Grian didn't remember the date, but he knew what was going to happen off by heart. This was the night his dad died.

He looked to the left, perfectly timed to watch his mother run in, holding back giggles. She had red powder all over her- not that it was very visible, as Pearl wore read anyway. Her eldest son grimaced, but his brothers, naive boys that they were, immediately went over to the women- he refused to call her 'mum'- and started asking her questions. "Where did you go?" "What'd you do?" "Did you take that red stuff from daddy?" 

Grian knew what was coming next. He would hear a shout from the direction his mum had come from, then the sound of footsteps, fast approaching. 

Of course, you should never assume something in a fanfic. Especially not one written by me. 

'what a weird thought' he thought. (I have no remorse for the  fourth wall.)

The shout came as usual, but instead of footsteps, there was a twanging sound, and an arrow appeared right in his chest. 

It hurt.

No, that was an understatement.

It hurt a lot.

The person who had shot the arrow spoke. 

" You cheated death once. You will not again." 

He knew who had killed his father, and this was their voice. 

Normally he wouldn't be scared.

But this time he was.

Because

He

Was

In

The

Same world as them.

***

What might have dampened his spirits more was if he could see that right  now a figure was tiptoeing away from the door, shaken over what they had just seen. 

They hadn't meant to peek under the door, but they had, and now they had to shoulder the burden of knowledge. 

And this person was sure they couldn't alone.

And this person's best friend was the admin. 

(Dun dun dunnnnn!)

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