Filling in the Blanks - Red, Yellow, Blue, and Green - Pt. 2

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This is a part two to a writing I made based on Alan Becker's AvA and AvM. There's more of an explanation in Notes and Credits. I recommend going to the first bit, because your missing a lot of context. <><><> Cornel, who was struggling just as terribly when he finally made it to me, grabbed me and began to drag me out of the smoke. When we made it out of the smoke, we made a run for it, vaulting out of the figure’s sight. Despite me still choking on the smoke, once we made it to a safe enough region of this odd and unfamiliar landscape, I began to chant, rushing the words. I pulled out the wand and waved it until it began to draw an outline of light. When it was complete, Cornel and I stumbled through the portal, and I collapsed. I would survive, but without proper care, I wouldn’t be able to stay in the tab forever. I did not know my own fate, though I sensed there may be something more waiting for Yellow here. I continued coughing up the black smog. Cornel wasn’t so terribly affected. He set a hand on my back and he smiled timidly at me. “We do this together,” I finished the last part with him, “no matter what.” “I’d follow you to the ends of the earth. Why would I let that end when facing what might just have been the embodiment of death?” “You wouldn’t. That’s why-” I coughed, “-why I chose you to walk this road with me.” We just sat there, thinking through everything that had just happened. Thinking our thoughts in the peaceful silence of each other. Memories came to me of when it had all started… Memories when we embarked on this grand adventure to the PCs of the land that once lay above our reach. 'The prior quiet of that day when I said those first words…' '“One day, we are going to find a way up there. I know there are others just beyond our reach.”' '“Huh. Perhaps you are right. And… even if that is not the case, I’d still follow you to the ends of the earth.”' '“Why shouldn’t we at least find a way to start now?”' '“How?”' '“We won’t get anywhere if we don’t start anywhere.”'' Now we just stared at each other, for there was no real sky above us. Who needed that when there was a much better view of our future here. No matter how much longer this chapter of it may last. We’d always do this together. <><><> [YELLOW:] <December 24th, 2011> [YELLOW:] <December 24th, 2011> “Come on, Blue!” I said, looking down at my new little brother who struggled to escape my arms. “Sit still, would you?!” He only looked up with a defiant smile. Green, who was only about nine months old at this point, tugged for Mom’s attention. Mom, since a few months before, had seemed weaker than usual, though she tried to downplay it. Even still, I could tell something was wrong, but I didn’t want to worry my younger brothers too much. Mom spoke softly, playfully raising an eyebrow, “Green?” Green, in response, just took a fighting position with an eager smile. The tall, nimble figure kneeled in front of him, even still, she towered over the much younger and smaller figures, such as myself at the time. She extended a fist, smiling in return. Green “fought” her hand, seemingly proudly, until he finally attempted to scramble over top of her arm clinging to it, still a foot or two off the ground. She lowered her arm, so he could dismount the exhilarating “ride”. Mom stood once more leaving Green be, despite his wistful look. Blue finally finagled out of my own grasp, clumsily over to Green with an eagerness to fight. I followed as well. I was a little taller than Green, who was barely taller than Blue, to the point where it was near impossible to notice the difference. We all assumed our own somewhat absurd-looking fighting poses. Both Green and I were careful with our newer brother who caught on quickly to our habits of sparring. I quickly noted the stance of Green, my main competition, which suggested he might start with a kick, probably at me, for he also noticed where the real competition was for himself. A simpler one with little coordinated style or strategy. I was the only one who really experimented with different ways of doing things. Instead of a kick moving only forward, I sometimes tried going from the side. I shifted my gaze to Blue, who seemed as though he thought that he might just charge, again, in my direction. Still a little mad at me for trying to hold him… but I don’t want him to get himself hurt. But, that doesn’t matter at this point. Blue often took to just charging at one of us. That I quickly caught on to in the few days he has been with us. It is much simpler, to be fair, and requires less coordination, which is something we all lacked at this time. I decided I would first work to counter Green’s kick, forcing it to the side. With the right accuracy, I could use his momentum against him, perhaps even eliminating that part of the “competition”, as I’d phrased it a few times before. Perhaps… Unlikely, though not impossible…