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Everyone heard someone screaming from outside.

"Uh...why is there a little girl screaming?" Michael asked the group.

Jean and his family quickly climbed down from Michael and hid in the darkest corner of the room in case something bad was going to happen.

"E.B!!" Guy shouted in realization as he bolted outside. Michellee gasped and immediately followed after her boyfriend. Dave, Louis, McWinkle, and Gluntz strode outside to follow behind the couple. Michael, with Jean and his family perched on top of his head, followed after them while Goat tagged along with him. They got to the backyard and swept their panicked gazes around the yard.

"Okay, where did the scream come from?!" Goat shouted aggressively.

Dave glanced up to notice the assassin hopping down from the tree. "There!"

Everyone saw the assassin, carrying a bag with E.B. struggling in it, bolting towards the stone wall. Louis chased after the assassin, hopping over the stone wall. Gluntz followed after Louis. However, the wall was too high for her to climb. Michael rushed by her and gestured her to come to him. Gluntz sprinted towards the fox while Michael gave her a boost over the wall. She hopped over the wall flawlessly and sprinted after Louis.

Michellee bolted towards Michael while Michael gave her the boost over the wall as he did with Gluntz. She spun herself over the wall and landed on her feet. Michael gestured anyone else until Goat charged towards the iron gate and busted it down with his hooves.

Michael rolled his eyes at Goat irritably. "Show-off."

Guy sprinted passed them while McWinkle and Dave followed after him. Goat and Michael hurried behind them.

~.~

The assassin, who's carrying E.B. in the bag, ran through the forest by the river at the edge of town.

"Let me go! Let me go!" E.B. screamed, punching the bag she's trapped in.

The assassin didn't respond to her screams while glancing behind him to see if he's being chased still. There's no one chasing him. When he glanced back, he noticed Louis hopping down from the tree aside from the assassin and tackling him through the forest. The bag tumbled out of the assassin's grip, causing E.B. to yelp a bit.

"Louis?!" E.B. shouted.

"Hey, E.B! Give me one second!" Louis yelled while fighting the assassin off. It's sudden that another assassin came out of nowhere and picked up the bag on the ground. Gluntz noticed Louis fighting the assassin while taking out her net gun and aimed it at the assassin clutching the bag. She pulled the trigger and the net flew towards the assassin. Before the net captured the assassin, the assassin threw the bag away from him, letting another assassin catch it.

Michellee approached beside Gluntz with widened eyes in shock. Suddenly, the assassin used his blades to cut out of the net he's in and took out two pistols to aim at the two girls. He quickly pulled the trigger but the bullets were intercepted when Guy approached the ladies and used his back like a shield. Goat sprinted beside Guy and took out his own pistol. He shot down the assassin before the assassin can run.

Goat glanced at Guy with a smirk. "Good thing I test you before we ran into this situation."

"Oh, shut up!" Guy growled.

Louis knocked out the other assassin he's been fighting with. McWinkle, Michael, and Dave ran past them to pursue after the assassin holding the bag. Guy checked to see if Michellee and Gluntz were okay. Michellee smiled admirably at him and pecked a kiss on his cheek quickly before passing by him to chase after her daughter. Guy blushed a bit while smiling and caressing the spot where she kissed him. He followed after her with Gluntz running beside him. Louis and Goat sprinted after them.

~.~

McWinkle couldn't run as fast as he used to. Dave and Michael sprinted faster than him at this point. The assassin was getting further and further away from them.

McWinkle had an idea suddenly. "Dave! How far can you throw?!"

Dave pondered for a moment. "As far as I can throw!"

"That doesn't help!"

"Why are you asking?!"

"Can you throw Michael?!"

"ME?!" Michael yelped while looking at Dave and McWinkle.

"Yes, you!" McWinkle pointed at Michael.

Dave smiled proudly. "Wait, I can do that!"

"Good!"

Dave picked Michael up and thrusted him through the air. Michael landed onto the assassin, tumbling towards a steep cliff with sharp rocks at the bottom. The assassin took out his blade and tried to stab Michael with it but the fox knocked the blade out of his grip quickly. The assassin fell over the cliff, with the bag in his loosened grip. Michael grabbed it before it fell with the assassin. The assassin didn't hold on and plunged into the sharp rocks at the bottom.

"I got you, E.B!" Michael informed loudly, assuring.

"Michael!" He heard E.B. shouting excitedly. McWinkle and Dave approached behind him.

"Did you get her?" Dave inquired while Michael got up and lifted the bag that had E.B. in it.

"Yep, I got her." Michael smiled while trying to find the loose end to open the bag so they can let the child out. McWinkle knelt down next to Michael and fumbled with the bag.

"We're getting you out of there, E.B," McWinkle reassured the child.

"Okay," E.B. responded, her voice cracked.

Dave noticed McWinkle and Michael had their backs turned to him. McWinkle stood up to see Michael biting the corner of the bag to rip it open. Dave paced back and forth a bit until he spotted someone in the shadows. His eyes widened while the pistol was aimed at McWinkle.

Dave gasped and charged towards McWinkle. "Look out!"

McWinkle, confused about why Dave shoved him into the ground suddenly, soon realized that a sudden bullet crashed into Dave's chest. Dave collapsed on his knees, his blood soaking his red flannel shirt just a bit. Michael immediately turned his head as soon as he heard the gunshot and gasped.

"Dave!" Michael screamed while both of them noticed an assassin with the pistol approaching them.

The other assassin appeared out of nowhere from the side and knocked Michael back towards the cliff while grabbing the bag. He sprinted before anyone could do anything and hopped over the sharp rocks at the bottom. Michael slipped off of the cliff while McWinkle grabbed the fox by the tail.

McWinkle looked over at the assassin who shot Dave, cocking his pistol. Before the assassin could pull the trigger again, Dave grabbed the blade next to him and slashed at his leg with it. The assassin tripped over onto the ground and wrestled with Dave for a moment. The assassin had the dagger pointed at Dave eventually, about to plunge it into his chest. But Dave was resisting it with a growl. It's sudden, the assassin had his own wrist blade that Dave wasn't aware of and jabbed it into the blue-furred man's chest. Dave screamed out in pain as the assassin slashed it through his shirt, making him bleed more.

Before the assassin could go further, a couple of bullets crashed through the assassin's head. The assassin collapsed on the ground in front of McWinkle while McWinkle noticed Goat approaching the group with a shocked look on his face. Guy, Michellee, Gluntz, and Louis approached the scene while McWinkle lifted Michael back onto the ledge.

Guy noticed Dave lying on the ground, bleeding out on the grass. "DAVE!"

Michellee covered her agape mouth with tears streaming down on her face.

Louis and Gluntz glanced at each other with pure shock.

Guy ran up to his older brother and his knees collapsed on the grass next to him. "Dave! Dave! Come on, no! Not you too! Not you too! Please...Please...I can't lose you the same way I lost Jeffrey...Dave...Please."

Dave could barely speak while looking into his brother's eyes. He smiled softly at Guy and caressed his cheek. "I guess this is it."

Guy began to sob. "Please, don't say that. We're going to get you help."

Michellee rushed up beside Guy and hugged him tightly. She had no words to say at the moment. Her tears were stopping her from saying anything comforting.

"Let's face it, Guy," Dave began softly and hoarsely. "I'll be gone by the time help comes. And...it's okay."

"Okay? Are you even hearing yourself? What about that search for your kids? What about all the things you wanted to do with them? All the things you wanted to say to them?" Guy questioned, gripping his brother's hand suddenly.

Dave frowned and laid his head back down. "I-I don't know." Tears began to unleash from his eyes when he said this. He wept and kept his stare up at Guy. "I-I don't know...I-I just want to see them...at least for one last time."

"No...you're going to see them again. No matter what your wife says...no matter what the court people say...you are going to see them. But...we gotta get you help...we got to. Please. Dave, hold on. Don't give up yet. Keep holding on, Dave. Keep holding on."

Dave grinned softly to his brother. "I-I will. I promise."

They all heard a motorboat rushing through the river, going the opposite direction from where they're chasing the assassins. E.B. noticed Dave lying on the ground with everyone gathered around, tears emerging from her young eyes. 

Goat was the first one who pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the assassin driving the motorboat. When he pulled the trigger, he saw that the barrel was empty. He snarled to himself while looking back to the group. Gluntz noticed what he saw and watched the boat disappeared into the fog.

"We can swim for it!" Gluntz growled with anger and her fists clenched.

"They're too far from us. We won't be able to reach them," Goat stated sorrowfully.

Both Gluntz and Goat glanced back at the group, watching them surrounding Dave.

McWinkle instantly helped Dave up to his feet and strolled with him back to Guy's parent's house with Guy assisting him. Michellee stayed close beside Guy while Louis and Gluntz followed after them. Goat checked on Michael.

"Are you okay?" Goat asked, his voice sounded genuine caring.

Michael nodded his head with a small smile. "Yeah, I'm fine."

Goat smiled back softly and followed after the group. Michael trailed behind Goat.

~.~

They entered through the side of the house while McWinkle and Guy carried Dave over at the couch. Guy glanced up at Gluntz and Louis and noticed that his parents weren't around for some reason.

"Gluntz! Louis! I need you to get the first-aid kits! Now!" Guy shouted, in a rush. "Mom! Dad! We need your help!"

Guy's parents didn't respond. Louis and Gluntz strode into the room where the medical kits were. Goat and Michael stood over Guy. 

"What do we do, compadre?" Goat asked Guy urgently.

Guy looked around the house. "Could you guys look for my parents? I'm sure they're here somewhere."

Jean scurried out of the dark place with a terrified look on his face. "Wait--!"

"Alright. Karen! Robert!" Michael immediately began the search around the house with Goat by his side. Goat called out for Guy's parents' name while Jean quickly led both Goat and Michael upstairs. Michellee grabbed thick paper towels and rushed back over to Guy.

"Guy, I got these to patched up the wound temporary," Michellee informed quickly while handing Guy the paper towels.

"Thank you, honey," Guy replied hurriedly and stanched the blood soaking into Dave's red flannel shirt with the paper towels Michellee gave him. "Hurry guys!"

McWinkle immediately went to the phone and called the ambulance in the kitchen.

Dave watched Guy panicking, growing concern. "Guy."

Guy didn't respond to his brother, too busy panicking and sobbing a bit.

"We found the medical kits!" Gluntz shouted from the other room.

"Although, we ran out of antidote to get rid of the poison!" Louis spoke up urgently.

McWinkle hung up the phone just in time to strode into the room where Louis and Gluntz were. "Just bring the medical kits! The ambulance is on its way now!"

Louis and Gluntz bolted into the living room where Dave, Guy, and Michellee were with a couple of med-kits.

"Here." Louis handed Guy one of the med-kits.

Guy took the med-kit and opened it up to search for a thick band-aid. Tears were in his eyes but he couldn't let them get in the way of him helping his brother.

"Guy. It's okay."

Guy heard Dave's thoughts but he couldn't listen to those words. He had to save his brother. His brother had to have a happy ending. He's not going to die from this now. Guy bit his bottom lip, withholding his tears.

"Can someone help us?!" Everyone heard Michael shouting from upstairs. He sounded desperate. Gluntz rushed upstairs and into the hallways. Guy could hear her light footsteps pitter-pattering across the floor and then...she jerked to a stop.

"Oh no!!! KAREN!!!" Gluntz cried out.

Louis bolted upstairs immediately to see what the commotion was. From the end of the hallway, he saw what it was. "Take them downstairs! Now!"

"Mom? Dad?" Guy called out quietly, his thoughts running into a million different directions. From the living room, he saw what he feared most. Gluntz and Michael carried his bleeding mother, Karen, downstairs quickly and placed her on the couch diagonally across from Dave. She had deep cuts across her throat and stomach. Gluntz stood beside her, tears streaming down on her face.

"No...Karen," Gluntz choked on her tears, her hands trembling.

Michellee covered her agape mouth. "Oh, dear."

Guy whipped his focus back to notice Louis and Goat helping Robert down the stairs. His father was barely alive at this point.

Guy widened his eyes in bewilderment. "Dad! What happened to you guys?! How did you--?!"

"He--came out of nowhere...he--he attacked us. He-he killed your mother---right in front of me. A-And I didn't react fast enough," Robert stuttered, coughing up a bit of blood on his hand.

"Don't talk too much, amigo. Come on," Goat soothed softly while helping Robert over to the couch, across from Karen was laying.

Both Louis and Goat laid Robert down and Louis searched through the medical kit to help keep the pressure on the wound around Robert's chest. McWinkle, Michellee, Michael, Goat, and the mouse family idly watched Guy, Gluntz, and Louis helping Guy's family.

Gluntz nudged on Karen's shoulder a couple of times, almost like a whimpering dog trying to wake her owner back up from the eternal slumber. She put pressure on the wound but her hands couldn't feel a heartbeat. Gluntz checked her pulse quickly with her fingers, with a light in her eyes. But that light faded. She slowly closed her eyes and rested her head on the woman's shoulder. She began to sob quietly, her heart wrenched.

"Oh...Ma," Dave uttered, watching his dead mother laying on the couch with tears rolling down on his face.

Guy glanced over at his shoulder to notice Gluntz crying by his mother's side. His eyes trembled while his tears streamed down on his cheeks.

For years, he's been hesitant to see his parents again, thinking all of those times about how he was a failure in their eyes. Only to find out that it wasn't true at all. The way she reacted when she saw Guy again that one night when both Sam and Guy were trying to get the chickeraffe home. She almost burst into tears and hugged him tightly after recognizing him. And he knew deep down that wasn't fake at all. It's almost like he's the Prodigal son to both his parents. His mother supported all of his dreams and what did he do for her? He didn't want to see the disappointed look on her face but...she never was disappointed in him.

"Guy," Guy heard his father calling out to him hoarsely. 

Guy whipped his tearful glance over at his father.

His father slowly extended his open cut hand to him. "Come here, my boy."

Guy glanced at Dave to make sure he's okay. Dave was barely awake but he gently gestured Guy to visit their father. When Guy's hand was about to release the bandages around Dave's chest, Michellee placed her hand on his. He glanced at his lover as she scooched closer to his injured brother and gave him a stern nod, informing him that she's got it. Guy smiled lovingly at her and lifted his hand away from the wound so that Michellee could tend to Dave's wound. He scooched over to his father and held his hand tightly.

Robert pulled him into a hug unexpectedly and held him tightly.

Guy blinked for a moment. "Dad...you're injured."

"I don't care...I just want to hold you," Robert wept into his shoulder.

Guy frowned and hugged his father back carefully.

He heard his father chuckling sadly. "I-I haven't hugged you like this since you're a child."

Guy hugged his father a bit tighter, still trying to be careful about his injuries. "I'm sorry for being such a failure of a son--"

"No...it's my fault."

"What?"

"It's my fault. I don't tell you boys enough of how proud I am to have you all as my sons," Robert sobbed while breaking away to look into Guy's eyes. He smiled while wiping a tear away from his son's eye. "You especially."

"Dad--"

"I-I'm sorry for all the times y-you think I'm disappointed in you for b-being something you're not--" Robert coughed at the end of his sentence.

"Dad, try not to talk too much," Guy soothed, tears rolling down on his cheeks continuously.

"--B-Believe me when I tell you this...no matter what...whether y-you're an inventor or a p-paint-watcher...you can be a-anything you w-want to be a-and I'll still be proud of you. I-I want you to know that, Guy."

Guy held his father's hand tightly with tears staining. His father cupped his hand and wiped away his son's tears away.

"I'm w-willing to bet that y-your mother was proud of you...all of you," Robert said it with a soft smile.

"Dad...I--"

Robert hugged Guy again, interrupting his sentence. Guy hugged his father tightly again.

"I love you, Guy...and I'm so proud of you," His father whispered to him. "You've accomplished so much. Please, don't give up. Keep trying, son."

"I will. I love you too, Dad...I love you too," Guy muttered, his words coming out in a slur but his father understood what he said.

Guy began to notice his father's hand loosening his grip around his. He dispersed quickly to notice Robert closing his eyes and rested his head against the pillow. He exhaled his last breath peacefully.

"Dave...?" Michellee gently called out. Guy turned his head and saw Dave resting his eyes.

"I-I'm just resting my eyes," Dave muttered, trying to keep his eyes open.

"Dave?" Guy called when he suddenly heard sirens blaring from outside.

Michael sighed in relief. "Finally."

Guy glanced down at Dave. "They're going to help you. Just keep holding on. You're going to see your kids again...you're going to--"

Dave put his strong hand on Guy's cheek and interrupted him. "Do you know what's the first thing any parent wants?

"Of course, they wanted to see their kids again--you--"

Dave brushed Guy's lips with his finger while shaking his head. "The second thing that the parents wanted was to be able to see their kids. The first thing that any parent wants is to see their kids living a happy life--even if it has to be without them. That's what I want to see for my kids. Even if my wife is right about my kids having a better life without me...I-I hope...from the bottom of my heart, that my kids could get nothing but happiness and joy in the world. I hope they grow up strong and compassionate towards others. I hope someday they pursue their dream jobs and keep their worries small. I hope they go through life with a family of their own. I-I want them to dance, play, and always smile. When they're hurt...I want them to heal and let out their cries instead of holding them in. I want them to be happy."

"Dave--"

A group of paramedics rushed through the front door and noticed three injured people on the couches.

"Come on, gather them up!" One of the paramedics as they lifted Karen and Robert onto the hospital beds already placed next to them.

Dave glanced back up at Guy. "There's also something I want to tell you."

Guy shifted his attention back to Dave. "What?"

"I want you to know that I love you, little bro. You and I have great memories in the past. I want you to treasure them all...just as I have. I want you to be happy with the family you have now and cherish them as long as you can...because you'll never know when they're going to be gone. I want you to love others and forgive people who hurt you. I want you to know that no matter what, I'm always going to be there for you. I-I love you, little bro."

"I love you too, big brother."

Dave smiled when he heard those words. A couple of paramedics picked Dave up and placed him on the hospital bed. They kept the pressure on the wound and took him outside towards the hospital. There's not enough room for anyone to go in there with them. The ambulance rushed towards the nearest hospital in Stovepipe Junction. 

To Be Continued...