Spoilers, she dies. (One on one) (closed) (stalkers are welcome tho)

Enyln grumbled slightly shifting. Pain flared threw her head as she opened her eyes to nothing but a blur of lights amd color, "Rigel?" She glanced to where she saw someone sitting alone and slowly inched over hoping she wouldn't be seen.

Rigel’s breathing changed to short, panicked breaths as he stared at his bloody arm. He was flayed. Rigel had turned into a walking meal to those men. Rigel started to shake slightly as he whispered without looking at her, “Enyln, you need to get out, just find a way.”

(Honesty just thinking of the ep in the walking dead when they cut a guys leg off, and ate it infrount of him.)
Enyln shook her head, "we're both getting out. I have a plan." She shifted slightly and spoke, "he's infected you know." She addressed the group of cannibals and glared their way, "now y'all are gonna catch the sickness and die." Enyln was trying to be convincing though she didn't even know if they where immune or not.

(I haven’t ever watched the walking dead but lol)
One of the men paled, choking on what he was chewing. But the others… They gave Enyln a dead stare and the old man said, “Do you think we are stupid? We wouldn’t be alive if we weren’t immune,” He took another bite of his -Rigel’s- meat for emphasis, “And besides-“ An incredibly loud thunk sounded, and Rigel jumped. The room became quiet. Another thunk, bringing attention to the wall. Thunk, and the wall splintered. It only took a second for the wall to completely fail and the attacker to break through. A familiar face, a face that made Rigel pale. It was like time stopped as he stared into his mirror. His twin. Rigel’s mutant mirror smiled, and in one swift motion snapped the neck of the old man, who had been unfortunate enough to be closest. That’s when they started screaming. And Rigel could only watch in paralyzed fear.

Enyln felt a scream escape her mouth as she jumped back in horror, "Rigle, Rigel," she was pulling him up even though she was sure her own legs wouldn't work. "Run, Run now come on lets go." She didn't see away around the monster that burst threw the wall but was sure that they could try and out run it.

Rigel’s tugged fiercely against the rope that tied him to a post, but the only thing it did was scrape his wrist. His eyes didn’t leave his brother. Rigel just watched fearfully as his brother shredded the cannibals. He quietly whispered, not to anyone in particular, “Vincent. Gosh, Vincent. Vincent.”

(Oof forgot he was tied)

Enyln was scrambling to untie Rigel but her hands shook making it nearly impossible, come on come on come on. once she got him untied she pulled him up, "sorry about that." She mumbled. Enyln looked for the nearest weapon only seeing her broken bow a stab of regret for braking it over that man hit her but now was no time for any other emotion then fear.

Rigel stumbled up, but his brother turned and he froze up. Vincent smiled that maniac smile, “Going so soon, brother? Just like you did when mother and father got sick. Tsk, tsk, they’d be ashamed. And here I was, saving your and the other scent’s lives.” A glob of ooze fell from Vincent’s chin to the floor, “You, I think it’s ironic. That I am you identical, yet we’re so different now. I’m the Hyde to your Jekyll.” A laugh from Rigel’s brother. And Rigel didn’t even know what to do other than stare in fear.

Enyln pulled up what little courage she had and stepped in between Rigel and his brother, "Rigel. Run." Her voice shook but she didn't move, her feet planted firmly. "Now." She hissed between clenched teeth. Enyln felt fear creep up inside and clinch her stomach. Fear, something you'd feel in a moment like this, some thing she didn't feel enough of. All she could think about was her own brother. How this could have been his own fate.

And it was like Enyln words snapped him out of a trance. He bolted like a rabbit, right out the hole Vincent had entered, sprinting out through the field, pool still dripping off his arm, a trail.

Vincent stared at Enlyn for a second studying her. Committing her scent to memory, before darting back out of the barn, like a wolf on a rabbit’s scent. That blood, that smell. As soon as Vincent had caught whiff of it, he had followed the scent to the barn without stop. And now he was hungry.

Enyln darted after Rigel scooping his bag up hoping the pistol was still there. A small messed up part of her had hoped she'd be killed, but another part, something she hadn't felt in a long time, hoped she wouldn't. Enyln knew her leg wasn't good enough for running like this yet, but that wouldn't stop her. She had to catch up.

Vincent bounded after Rigel, but didn’t get close enough to tackle. It wasn’t because Rigel was fast- no, this was a game to Vincent. Rigel’s heart pounded as he sprinted through the field, fear of tripping with every step. One wrong move, and Vincent would be on top of him. But gosh… Rigel was so fatigued. He just hoped Enyln made it out, that his brother didn’t kill her on the spot. That she grabbed that pistol and shot her way to Paradis. Rigel took a moment to look back, a possibly fatal mistake, but saw Enyln. And then he stumbled. And his brother, of course, got to him before he even fell, clutching his chest and neck. Rigel tried to worm away, but Vincent pressed Rigel against his chest. Ooze dripped onto Rigel’s shoulder as his brother said, “Hello, twin brother~”

"Get off of him!" Enyln had pulled the gun from his bag and had it aimed at Vincent, "now." She hissed out. She'd never tried to save anyone in her life, not after her family all died. But something had snapped, it was like the world was in slow motion when she saw Rigel tackled. She felt the need to protect, it was the only thing on her mind. not again. I can't watch someone I care about die again. She knew it'd push her over the edge, and Enyln couldn't- wouldn't be able to handle that.

Vincent stared at the gun for a moment, before smiling as he rested his head on Rigel’s stiff shoulder, “Shoot at me, run the risk of killing Rigel. Now we wouldn’t want that,” Vincent let out a small laugh, and Rigel stiffened.
“Vincent, let her go. Please,” Rigel said quietly -fearfully- and added, “Enyln, you need to run. I’m as good as dead, I’ll probably be infected.” Vincent let out another laugh at the last few words, then flicked a little bit of ooze at Rigel’s face. Rigel tried desperately to ignore it, but couldn’t stop from clamping up in fear.

"I'd take that risk. But I'm a pretty good shot." Enyln still pointed the gun even if she was unsure. "Plus, what would you gain? It'd be game over. Why not still have fun while it lasted?" Her voice shook but her hands where steady, shoot it, Enyln do it. in her head she panicked and was sure her legs would give out any minute.

“No, no, little girl,” The way Vincent said it, Rigel’s blood boiled, “I’d just have a new game to play. I know who you are now.” And then time froze. Rigel struggled harder, newfound purpose, and he tried to slam the back of his head into Vincent’s. But his twin held tightly, and Rigel couldn’t stop him. Nothing could stop the mutant version of Rigel.

"Who says I'd be a game. I think it'd be easier to just get rid of me now and leave Rigel be." Enyln didn't want to shoot, she didn't want to upset Rigel. She didn't want to take a chance of hurting him too.

“Leave my brother be? Ha! What would be the point of chasing him across the country? I’ve always love the smell of his fear,” Vincent spat a glob of ooze onto Rigel’s face. He stiffened again, and Vincent put a cracked nail onto Rigel’s cheek and raked it down his face, blood and ooze mixing. Rigel just closed his eyes. He was dead, at least sentenced to it. Because if his twin, if the guy who shared DNA with Rigel, got sick, so would he.
“Drop the gun,” Vincent commanded with a snarl, “And then he’s free to go.”

Enyln let out a shaky breath and slowly put the gun down, "now. Let. Him. go." She was ready to lunge for the gun if he made and sudden moves, but she desperately hoped she wouldn't have to lunge for it, that Vincent would be true to his words.

Vincent shoved Rigel forward, and he stumbled a little, eyes still struck with fear. “I’ll see you later, brother~” Then Vincent was gone, already bounding down the field in another direction. Rigel stared at Enyln, his hand shaking.

"Are you okay?" Enyln's voice shook with a fear that didn't quite show on her face. "W-we need to move now. Before he changes his mind." She picked up Rigels pistol and handed it to him along with his bag.

Rigel didn’t take them, lifting a shaky hand to the cut Vincent had made on his face. Blood and ooze were on his hand when he pulled his hand back. Rigel forced himself to look at Enyln, “I’m infected.”

"No- no you're not. You could be immune." Enyln desperately looked for reasons he'd be fine, "my bag- I need something from it. Stay put." She spun around taking off towreds the barn. There may not be a cure, but gosh darn it if she didn't at least try something. Skidding to her knees she looked threw her bag ignoring the dead body's around her. alcohol, disinfect it. She'd found a bottle a while back and had been saving it for some thing like this. Grabbing the almost empty bottle she rushed back to Rigel out of breath and holding it out to him. "Disinfect, the wounds."

Rigel stared at the ground, trying to hide the absolute fear in his eyes, “Enyln, it’d be a waste. That ooze- I’m already infected. Vincent wasn’t immune, in fact I’ll probably turn into something like his,” Rigel’s hands started to shake furiously as he forced out, “It’d be better to kill me before I turn. Then you can make it to Paradis.” Because that dream was dead now, for Rigel. But not for Enyln.

"Gosh darn it Rigel!" Enyln shouted, "it wouldn't be a wast now take it! Please." She shook, "it probably isn't even from you- it could have been your brothers." push a way your fear. she forced the bottle into his hands knowing her own hands where shaking to much. "Please, Rigel. Please." She didn't know why she cared so much. Maybe it was because it'd been to long since some one had cared for her, maybe that was why. Or maybe she couldn't watch him turn into a monster. "Please." She whispered again.

Rigel couldn’t do it. He couldn’t hold in the tears. He furiously wiped at his face, but it seemed to just smear the blood and ooze and tears as he tried to get out, “Enyln, it’s already over, it’s-it’s pointless!” But Rigel wiped some alcohol on his face, for her, but he already knew it wouldn’t do anything. The gash on his face was too large, too much ooze got on his face. He didn’t have a chance.

"It is not pointless!" It couldn't be. Enyln wouldn't let it. "And gosh darn it Rigel if you turn then I'll kill you. But for now you're not. So get a hold of yourself!" its not over. Not yet. she remembered how the fight with her brother went. Shouting. Anger. She couldn't let it happen again. She knew she'd storm off. She knew there'd be a price if she did. "It isn't pointless."

“Enyln, I want to tell you how to get to Paradis, okay. Right now-“ When I still have time “-so you know how to get there. Travel west, there’s a specific constellation I can show you tonight.” Rigel told her, desperately trying to make her see that he was dead.

"Rigel, no. I will not go with out you. And I know it seems stupid but I care about what happens to you, so stop freaking out." Enyln knew she was shaking, but she couldn't feel it. "I can't watch you die." I can't watch someone I care about die again. she faught back the tears by clenching her hands and digging her nails into her palm. That's what it'd come to, fighting pain with more pain.

As much as Rigel desperately wanted to tell her the truth -to tell her that he loved her- he couldn’t, because that’d only make things worse. So he hardened his features, and turned away from her -because he’d never be able to look at her and say these things- and began, “Leave me alone, Enyln. Can’t you see? I’m trying to get you off my back already. I don’t want to carry you across the country, I don’t want anything to do with you.” Gosh, it was so d-mn hard to spit out those last words, but he did. I just have to break ties with you, I just have to let you get to Paradis on your own.