Sylvers pov
I walked on the cold snow, the sound of crunching Beneath my feet a quiet rythem. Untill I heard a blood gurgling scream.
"What the hell was that??" I dropped the bag of firewood I had on my back before running towards the sound.
my knees aching and my heart spiking with pain because of the sudden movement. 'i hope I'm not too late..' i thought as the cave peeked into view.
I heard it clearly. I peeked my head inside just to see a man sitting on the stone floor, blood spilling out from their stomach.
I rushed to their side. "Are you okay?! Well clearly not but how can I save you?" I stuttered out, he smiled. Giving me a chuckle
"Drop it... I'm as good as dead. Cough but, i have one thing to say... Never trust the capital..." He coughed out blood.
he brought his hand up before conjuring something that looks like a gun, but it's red and slightly deformed.
Like combining a gun and sword.
"Have this.. it's my strongest weapon, do whatever you want with it. I just don't want it in their hands." He breathed out quietly, almost silent.
'hss this old man gone crazy?' i looked at his body before sighing in defeat and picking the weapon up and sliding it into my coat.
I swept his body off the floor of the cave. I took him a fair place away from home and properly buried him.
"You screamed like the world was ending, and just say that you're as good as dead? Are you mad..." I facepalmed as my gaze fell on a fairly big looking stick.
I picked it up and planted it above the patch of dirt and snow. "At least you have a semi proper grave." I turned around, and immediately went back home.
"Oh yeah, the firewood.." i remembered the bag that I had dropped and made my way to it and sweeping it off the ground.
I put my arm around the strap, placing it gently on my back. I looked back just to see a bird. And got an idea.
"Oh yeah, might aswell see what this does." I pulled out the weapon from my coat before taking aim and planting my foot into the snow.
I held my breath as i focused on the target and... Bang! "I missed horribly.." i said that aloud for whatever reason..
I tried again, this time without the overpreparation. And successfully managed to take it down.
"Lucky shot." I moved towards the birds body and picking it up, and before i could do anything to it..
the weapon vibrated hard. before red like artires reached out from it and snatched the bird, dissolving it into dust.
"What the fuck" i looked at the weapon in slight horror but a new feeling crept up on me. "Why do i feel like I'm in the beginning of a really bad anime plot"
"Well whatever..." I shrugged and turned around and going back home. Before hearing a voice come out from the weapon "feed me" it said.
"No I fucking won't." I continued moving forward for like two minutes before realizing what just happened "I'm sorry did you just talk?!"
I pulled out the weapon from my coat once again, scanning it very thoroughly. "Okay fine, you didn't fall for my act.." the weapon said, i can almost hear the dissapointment in its voice.
"Well Yeah duh who believes a talking gun.." i almost spat out. Before calming down..
"ugh fine, then.. what should i call you? Red tentacle monster?" I tilted my head, pondering the name.
"No! What the fuck gave you that idea??" It argued and I didn't quite like it's tone.
"I'll name you rose for now. Be on your best behavior." I smiled triumphantly as i looked down at the weapon.
"Y'know i Evolve and we both get stronger if you kill something using me, but i can also get stronger by just laying around. Blood production and all." It added for clarification. Slightly annoyed aswell.
"Oh shut it, don't guilt trip me into commiting genocide." I ignored the weapons speech about serving or something, i didn't listen. And continued putting firewood into the chimney.
'i mean i won't complain if it turns into a red haired girl with F cups. But that's gonna prove I'm in a bad plot of an anime...' i pondered, hand on my chin and everything.
I could feel it staring at me. "What?" I said to it. "I can hear your thoughts you pervert, have you ever talked to a real woman?" It spat out once again.
"Okay rude..." I sulked in the corner and just placed firewood where it should be thrown. "That was a dirty move." I looked around and before i could finish...
"I don't care." It said. And i just turned back around.