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Dazed, confused, but chugging on.
After a while of hurling himself at the bird, the bird's threatening squawks had turned into cries of desperation. Its bloodied brown feathers started to fade, its talons not far behind. Realizing that the toxin it came from was starting to dissipate, it upped the ante just a little more, lunging forward and drilling Lucky in the forehead. It wailed out to its prey, trying to climb the sky for one last swoop, before fading to the point where it would no longer be a threat.
"We did it, Lucky! Yahoo!" Lupé jumped for joy, hugging the rabbit's frontal lobe. "I knew you'd be able to fend off your predator!"
"Shucks, Lassie, you're the one who got me to fight." Lucky pawed at the dusty ground, smiling at his actually unscathed arm. "Heheh, not even the wounds were real! But, uh, Lassie…" He muttered, looking at the others with blush running wild under his pelt. "...you think the others saw me freakin' out at first?"
Lupé giggled the way girls usually do. "Oh, Lucky, I doubt anyone cares if you got scared. Looks to me like everyone was scared. Besides, you've definitely gotten some cool points back!"
"Or, I could've been flailing around like a moron."
"Oh, Lucky…" Lupé giggled again. "I don't think it looked like anything BUT you fighting your fear."
"I hope so. I definitely was feelin' like a lightweight." The bunny shook himself off. "Even so, heh, for an apex predator, she wasn't much tougher than your average bar drAHAHAAAAAAA-!"
His voice morphed back into a shrill scream as another brown blur swooped in and slammed him into the ground. When he looked up, he saw the return of "Polly", who looked twice as smug as she did in the first round.
"I should've guessed that this gas doesn't wear off so easily." Lupé huffed.
"Whatever, this is fun! I plugged 'er once, I can do it again!" Lucky chuckled competitively, before launching another round of bullets at the bird. This time, however, the bird just dodged them by swooping up into the sky.
"Shit...of course a product of me own mind would learn." Lucky grumped, trying to aim a bit more carefully.
Before he could press his trigger again, though, the bird just shredded his arm with its talons, tearing the Paw o' Death not-so-cleanly off in a small shower of blood. "Gah! God damn...fuck…!" Lucky crumpled to the ground, clutching his stinging arm. The hawk took this opportunity to pin him to the ground, by the neck with one foot, across his back with the other. The latter drew blood, which ran down Lucky's back in thin streams.
Though Lucky kicked and wriggled, his enemy remained tightly latched on. After all, what hawk would give up so easily, after searching high and low? She had followed this rabbit's cries all throughout town, only to pick up the pace once she smelled his fear pheromones. She started to lick her beak slowly, showering him in her spit.
And when Lucky finally realized that his screams about a fake hawk had attracted the real deal?
Oh, the look on his face.
"Uh...uhh…" Lucky couldn't believe how much worse an actual hawk was up close. The beak was sharper, the claws were sharper, even the eyes were sharper than the fear toxin could ever make them appear. The feathers were as devilishly lustrous as he'd pictured in his deepest nightmares. She was just standing there, waiting for this insignificant, inferior creature to make his first pitiful move against her. Unfortunately for said creature, she wasn't patient in the slightest, and she jumped on her chance to strike back after a single punch.
"EEEEE! EEEEE! EEEEEEE! EEEEEEE! EEEEEE! EEEEEE!" Lucky quickly found himself being carried away by the hawk, dangling in the air like a stuffed animal, screaming up a storm.
"Okay, Lucky, I was wrong!" Lupé pressed her paws to her eyes. "Hawks ARE terrifying! This IS hopeless! This IS it!"
"You were just tryin' to help, and I appreciate the fuck outta that! It was nice knowin' you, Lupé! EEEEE! EEEEE! EEEEEE! EEEEEE!" His cries were swallowed by the void.
She'd run out of tears a long time ago, and was now just...sitting there. Alone, cold, hurting. The last time she'd ever seen Jason, and he thought she was insufferable. The last time she'd ever speak to Lucky, and she was so irrationally hard on him. Samus’s last message ended on stutters and flickers. Wesker won, Ganondorf absolutely won. "Hope it was worth it, Megumin."
"EEEEEE! EEEEEEE! EEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEE!"
A very familiar series of cries pierced the air!
"Lucky?!" Megumin stood up in a flash, pinpointing the silhouette of a hawk with a rabbit who couldn't be mistaken for any other. "LUCKY!" This was a good sign that she wasn't completely alone anymore, but that rabbit was going to die horribly if she failed to do anything!
The only problem was, in order to rescue him, she’d have to....gulp...go into the dark world alone...
Maybe it wasn’t worth it. What did she know about hawk hunting? And, besides, Lucky was a real pain in the ass, all selfish and...helpless...but what if she became hopelessly lost herself? Wouldn’t it be in vain out there? It was pitch black! Maybe it was just karma talking, letting Lucky die scared and alone.
On the other hand...he was scared and alone. In the claws of a predator, no less. All along the journey through Blood Gulch, he was scared, and she was there to help him. Was this it? Was she really going to stop helping him when he needed it most, over a mistake she made just as easily?
She was a bad party member, but she was no hypocrite, damn it!
"Hold on, Lucky! I'm coming!" The archmage chased the bird well into the landscape, relying on Lucky's screams to keep herself on the right path.
The presence of pursuers left the bird fairly annoyed. This stupid distress call was going to attract all kinds of obstacles, and it had to end, now! Fortunately for her, there were plenty of things to knock this rabbit out with. All she had to do was fly low enough near a fire hydrant, and bam, Lucky was unconscious.
The avian brought Lucky to her nest on an abandoned building, where she licked her beak again, rubbed her wings, and prepared to do the honors...Only to have a piece of concrete thrown at her wing. When she looked down, she saw Megumin scaling the building!
"I've...already...lost...everyone...else…” Megumin nearly popped something in her valiant efforts to scale the building. "...I'm...not...losing...Lucky...too!" As she climbed, pieces of cinder would find themselves pushed away by her feet, and she was drawn to look down and see the void she risked falling into. Her heart was being strangled by the adrenaline, and her head was ready to implode. Not that she'd let it stop her, she couldn't let it stop her.
The hawk, too amazed to crush the little wizard's enthusiasm, simply allowed her to heave herself onto the roof.
"Leave him alone!" Megumin panted again, swishing her staff around.
The bird registered every little thing from this moment, and a devious plan began to form. The rabbit, who was starting to stir awake, would get his fight after all. She wasn’t going to stand there and let the little girl take away such a sumptuous, meaty bunny rabbit.
Atomic Chucklenuts didn't know if you wanted to help out
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