Ash's POV
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The night the scientists broke into the mansion and whisked away half our group, my eyes were opened. All this time, I thought we would be safer in a group, where we could look after one another. I was wrong.
Living together like this, we made ourselves easy to find, easy to capture. We were essentially sitting ducks, waiting for the slaughter. Half of us were taken, and only half remained.
While everyone was rushing around, worrying about their friends and plotting a rescue mission, I found myself sitting on the large, plush couch, all by myself, feeling nothing. I like some of the members of the club, really, I do. I hated the thought of them being dragged off to who knows where and having who knows what happen to them. I just couldn’t find it within myself to feel.
As I sat on that couch, I could feel something pressing against my chest, making my heart throb and ache with every pump. I stood, walked to my bedroom--the only bedroom I had ever had--and started packing. I hoped for the best for all the captured creatures, and somewhere inside of me, I knew they would be okay. They had all the rest of the club worried sick over them, planning to rescue them and keep them safe.
Me, I had nobody. Nobody had ever looked out for me, so I had learned to look out for myself. Although I truly believed the club would be reunited and everybody would be okay, it was too dangerous for me to stay. And so, I did the only thing I knew; I walked away before everything could blow up around me, leaving me with nothing but ash.
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Sorry, guys. I know it's been a while, and this is really short.
Everyone's characters have been so brave and have stepped up to the plate so well! Unfortunately, Ash isn't quite at that point yet. She has a bit of growing to do, but I'm sure she'll come to her senses eventually. Feel free to bash her as you will! Oh, and people still think she's a dude for the most part :)
