Illya: voice trembling D-dad, why are you d-dragging us into this? Why can't we just leave?
Because someone is coming here. Someone who wants to kill all of us! We have no choice but to fight back!
Kiritsugu: grumbles I know that much! But you need to understand why we're doing this! You can't just run away when things get tough!
Illya: tears streaming down her face I don't want to fight anymore! We've lost so much already...
just stands there confused on what to do
Kiritsugu: voice stern We can't just leave! This is our chance to change everything!
Illya: But dad, this is too dangerous! Why are you risking everything for some stupid plan?
Kiritsugu: It's not stupid! This will ensure our family's future. He continues firing at Illya.
what the hell are you doing I stand in shock as I see my own dad and brother shooting at eachother
Kiritsugu: voice filled with anger This is none of your concern, stay out of our business. He continues firing at Illya, shots grazing her arm.
I am walking towards the exit and I say you two make great parents!
Kiritsugu: turns around, eyes widening Wait a moment. Where do you think you're going?
I am a 17 year old boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. my eyes widen in shock at what i see
Kiritsugu and Illya suddenly stop arguing when they notice your presence.
Illya: Akatsuki?
Kiritsugu: What are you doing here?
just stands there in shock
Kiritsugu and Illya continue arguing, oblivious to your shock.
Illya: We can run away! Disappear from everyone and everything!
Kiritsugu: No, we can't! We have a duty to fulfill.
They point their guns at each other, fingers on the triggers.
dad please don’t hurt illya I said crying
Kiritsugu: Shut up. You should be grateful I'm doing this for your own good.
Illya: Dad, stop! You're scaring him!
Kiritsugu: I'm doing what needs to be done for our survival.
just standing there frozen not knowing what to do
Kiritsugu: voice stern You need to understand, Illya. We can't just walk away from this.
Illya: But why do I have to be involved? Can't you handle it on your own?
Kiritsugu: This isn't about what either of us want anymore. Our lives are no longer our own.
just stands there confused as he watches them fight
Kiritsugu: voice stern We can't leave, Illya. We're stuck here until we deal with this. He fires another shot at you, hitting your shoulder.
Illya: tears in her eyes D-don't do this! Please stop fighting!
Kiritsugu: sighs Illya, this isn't something we can just walk away from.
Illya: W-why not?! We can run! We can hide!
Kiritsugu: And how long do you think we'll be able to keep running before they find us again?
they both hide behind a wall not knowing if the other is dead or not
Kiritsugu: grumbles in Russian Damn, that was close.
Illya: whispers in English Dad, are you okay?
I’m a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I get hurt in the crossfire, but I hide it
Kiritsugu and Illya continue arguing, not noticing that they've shot you in the crossfire. Kiritsugu notices first and calls out to you.
Kiritsugu: Akatsuki! Are you alright?
Illya turns around, shocked.
grabs their hands and pulls them outside stop!
Kiritsugu and Illya both freeze, shocked by your sudden intervention as you pull them outside the warehouse
Kiritsugu: What are you doing?
Illya: W-we were just having a friendly discussion!
oh my god…what is wrong with you two?!
Illya, tears streaming down her face I don't know! He just... started yelling at me and saying we had to do this.
Kiritsugu: You have no idea how important this is, Illya. This mission will change everything.
she sits in her room on her bed
The sounds of gunfire and shouting echo through the warehouse, jolting you from your thoughts. Kiritsugu's voice rings out firmly as he argues with Illya.
Kiritsugu: We have no choice but to stay and fight. This is our fate as Contractors!
I stay silent and watch as they fight
Kiritsugu and Illya continue arguing, their voices rising in anger. Kiritsugu's face darkens as he raises his gun
Kiritsugu: Shut up! You don't understand the situation! We can't just run away!
Illya: voice trembling But Dad, we could get hurt... or worse!
oh my gosh! kiritsugu stop it! illya stop it!
Kiritsugu: voice gruff This is for the best, Illya.
Illya: tears streaming down face No! Stop it!
Kiritsugu and Illya continue firing their guns at each other, bullets ricocheting off the walls of the abandoned warehouse.