- Murdered - (RBBS3 AU, Please Read Description)

Chapter 9.5 (Not an Extra) - Taunted (Short)

I said I would try to update this more frequently, so here we are!

Watch me disappear for another few months after this or something lol—

I apologize for any improper grammar, as I tend to write late at night when I can't sleep and my brain isn't working properly 😅

Also, sorry for lying to y'all about the Russo & Albert scene I made in Gacha being Chapter 10 lol
It's chapter 9.5 instead cause I said so
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Third Person POV - Albert
Albert fled down the dimly-lit hallway, anger raging through him like a fast-flowing river as tears slid down his face. Memories tore through his mind and ripped any normal thoughts apart, leaving him to suffer in a void of sadness and despair. Whoever did this would perish below his hands.

Suddenly, Albert heard the low tone of a familiar voice reach his ears. He skidded to a stop and wiped his tears with the back of his hand as he looked up. He noticed Russo, one of the three RB Battles hosts, standing simply standing in the darkness with a grin on his face. Russo started clapping.

"You found me! Oh well. Missing someone, Albert?" Russo asked, dusting himself off. Only then did Albert see the blood spattered all over his clothes. Yet...the blood did not appear to be Russo's own. Realization struck Albert like a train. Russo did this. Russo...killed Denis. Fury washed over Albert like a tsunami.

"You...did this?" Albert said slowly, hesitantly, with disbelief. Before Russo could even reply, Albert spoke once more. "I will kill you. I WILL KILL YOU!" A maniacal, insane smile grew on Albert's face. "I'LL KILL YOU FOR KILLING MY BEST FRIEND!" The smile quickly faded as a pang of sadness struck the Robloxian.

"Try it." Russo told Albert, his own smile unwavering. His eyes, a red glint in them, were hidden beneath the shadow of the dark room. Faint torchlight flickered in the darkness and shone against Russo's face, hiding a certain secret that Albert would soon find out the hard way.

Albert ran at Russo and attempted to leap at him, trying to tackle the blue-haired host to the ground. Yet...when Albert trying to knock Russo to the ground, he...disappeared?

Albert fell to the concrete floor with a thud, his mind spinning. His vision faded for a moment as black dots appeared across his line of sight. He didn't fall unconscious, fortunately, but it still...hurt. Physically and mentally, knowing he couldn't avenge his best friend's death.

"Albert!" a familiar voice called.

"Albert!" another echoed. One...less clear, quieter, lower, too familiar to be true. Tears slid down Albert's face as he remembered all the good times—before all of...all of this happened. He wished he could just...turn back time, rewind to previous days, before everything went so terribly wrong.

But that was impossible.

And that's the cold, hard truth.

There is no happy ending.

THEY WILL NEVER WIN. IT IS ALL OPPOSITE TO NORMAL.

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That's all I'm giving you.

Good luck translating the THICC paragraph of Morse code I just gave you guys lol.

*disappears for a few more months*

Word count: 536 words.