#yall can thank camscendants for that design change

[descendantofthesparrow]

Too late

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Harriet raced through the void like streets of the isle, taking every shortcut she could to get to her fathers ship as quickly as she could. she prayed to every god that she wouldn't be too late, that her father hadn't accomplished his mission yet.

she stormed onto the ship, ignoring the fact it was empty and crashed into the captains quarters, stepping back at the body in the middle of the room, drained of blood and life. “no” she whispered, had she been too late? had she lost her brother to their fathers cruelty?

she heard whimpers and sobs from the bathroom, and she ran inside, covering her mouth to see her brother, her 14-year-old baby brother-sitting in the corner, covered in blood and bruises, curled up and shaking. “Harry?” Harriet called out quietly, frowning as Harry’s eyes met hers-red-, with a brand new set of fangs resting in his mouth “Hettie” Harry cried, snot and tears running down his face as Harriet kneeled in front of him, taking him into her arms and holding him close as he sobbed.

“i-i tried to stop him-but-but he-he” Harry choked on his breath, burying his face into Harriet’s shoulder as he slumped into her side, his arms shaking as he death gripped her shirt and waist. “i know, i know, im sorry, its not your fault” Harriet hushed him, curling her fingers into his blood-soaked locks and holding him tight; she had to get him out of here and clean everything up, or there would be no doubt in what their dad would do to Harry. “come on, lets get you out of here, clean you up” Harriet picked him up with ease, his form curling further into her side as she half carried him out of the room. 

“but-but he told me ta clean up” Harry whispered, sniffing as Harriet wiped the tears and snot from his face with a handkerchief “ill take care of it, just let me get you somewhere safe buba” Harry nodded, pressing his bloodied cheek to Harriet's shoulder, soaking her top with blood; the wounds from his fathers claws already healed over to thin scars. 

“you promised you wouldn't let him do this” Harry muttered, his mind clouded with pain and fear. Harriet clenched her eyes and fist, pressing her tongue to her fanged teeth. “i know, I'm sorry-i failed you.”

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Harriet is the first to find her newly transformed brother, who had undergone the same forced situation she had been put through only a few years back-and she had sword she wouldn't let it happen to either of her siblings. unfortunately, she's too late.