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Enderian sat on her bed with a razor in her hand, and she was cutting her wrists whilst crying. Her tears were miscible with their blood, and Enderian stared at her communicator as she talked to Isla and Netherum. All she could hear in her head was, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please forgive me, Rae, Isla, Netherum, Perix."
She heard the door creek open,
"Enderian?" two voices spoke in unison, and she recognised them: Netherum and Isla. Both people take a few steps in.
"h-hi,,," Enderian mumbled in shame and puts the razor to the side whilst standing up.
Netherums face falls, and she flicks their fingers- disintegrating the razor into nothing as he runs forward, pulling her into a hug, using his tail to put pressure above the injury, slowing the bleeding.
"Oh ‘derian-" Netherum spoke sadly, and the conversation continued.
I-I’m sorry…. I’m so sorry.
"Hey, hey- it's okay, it's not your fault." Nethrum held her tighter. "It's not your fault-"
"But it is! I’ve done this to myself!"
"Shh—just shut up for a minute and let me comfort you, please?" Netherum looked up at her. "Can I take care of the cut? We don't need it to get infected."
Enderian sits down slowly as Netherum starts talking.
"Do you have a med kit I can use?"
"Yeah, it's on the top shelf in my closet", Enderian replied.
Netherum grabbed the kit and walked back to Enderian.
"This is kinda deep, so this is gonna hurt- just deep breaths for me."
Netherum starts to carefully clean out the cut.
A loud sound comes from near the closet, and a sharp dagger lies on the floor.
"U-umm yeah." Enderian hopes Netherum doesn’t notice the dagger.
Her head darts around before looking back at Enderian.
"Do you have any sentimental attachment to that dagger?" Netherum asked as she looked between his sister and the dagger.
"N-no, of course not"
Enderian shittily lies, but Netherum doesn't push further than her sister is comfortable with. "Okay," she replies. Netherum uses his power to completely dull the blade as he starts to wrap her sister's wrist in a bandage.
"I won't destroy it," Enderian nods at her sibling, and Netherum ties off the bandage in a neatly and well-practised manner as she has done many times in Enderian and Fable's fights.
"I'm gonna stay with you for a bit, okay?" Their tail flickers from side to side behind them, subtly using the destruction power to blunt every sharp object.