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You scrambled to your feet and tried to run, only to fall to your knees from a searing pain in your ankle.
"Shit," You hissed to yourself, sending a heated glare at your ankle, only to stiffen from hearing someone walking closer, crumbling leaves under their feet.
"Aww, did the little one trip and hurt themselves~?" You couldn't recognise the voice, but could hear a british accent in his voice. You growled under your breath, looking up to glare at your pursuer; if you were going down, you weren't going to make it easy for them.
You gasped though when you realised how close your pursuer had become without you noticing, being able to see his oddly coloured eyes shine with amusement. Your pursuer reached for your cheek to only have you slap it away harshly, trying to hide the fear which was starting to bubble to the surface.
"Oh dearie, you're so hurt~ You need to get those cuts cleaned up~!" His bright blue eyes seemed to show concern, the pink swirl in them appearing to disappate slightly. You looked at him shocked; was this really the person you were running from this entire time? You had heard a scream coming from an alleyway nearby, followed by a manical laugh, which had caused you to start running earlier, and when you heard footsteps following, you continued running, leading you up to this point.
"Y-you're not here to hurt me?" You asked, feeling relief wash over you when the man shook his head, only to have that relief replaced by intense pain from your ankle, your adrenaline leaving. You winced and let out a whimper, reaching for your ankle before being scooped up by the man, causing you to yelp and look at the man in surprise.
"I'll take you somewhere safe to tend to your ankle~" The man didn't appear hindered by carrying you and you were glad the pain in your ankle lessened slightly, so you relaxed, letting this unusual yet friendly man carry you.
"What's your name?" You asked, curious and wanting to strike up a conversation, not wanting silence to fall between the two of you, it making you feel uncomfortable.
"Just call me Artie~ Now you should rest dearie~ You spent quite a long time running away from me~" You nodded, feeling your eyelids droop until they closed, falling asleep easily.
You didn't notice him saying you were running from him.
"Shit," You hissed to yourself, sending a heated glare at your ankle, only to stiffen from hearing someone walking closer, crumbling leaves under their feet.
"Aww, did the little one trip and hurt themselves~?" You couldn't recognise the voice, but could hear a british accent in his voice. You growled under your breath, looking up to glare at your pursuer; if you were going down, you weren't going to make it easy for them.
You gasped though when you realised how close your pursuer had become without you noticing, being able to see his oddly coloured eyes shine with amusement. Your pursuer reached for your cheek to only have you slap it away harshly, trying to hide the fear which was starting to bubble to the surface.
"Oh dearie, you're so hurt~ You need to get those cuts cleaned up~!" His bright blue eyes seemed to show concern, the pink swirl in them appearing to disappate slightly. You looked at him shocked; was this really the person you were running from this entire time? You had heard a scream coming from an alleyway nearby, followed by a manical laugh, which had caused you to start running earlier, and when you heard footsteps following, you continued running, leading you up to this point.
"Y-you're not here to hurt me?" You asked, feeling relief wash over you when the man shook his head, only to have that relief replaced by intense pain from your ankle, your adrenaline leaving. You winced and let out a whimper, reaching for your ankle before being scooped up by the man, causing you to yelp and look at the man in surprise.
"I'll take you somewhere safe to tend to your ankle~" The man didn't appear hindered by carrying you and you were glad the pain in your ankle lessened slightly, so you relaxed, letting this unusual yet friendly man carry you.
"What's your name?" You asked, curious and wanting to strike up a conversation, not wanting silence to fall between the two of you, it making you feel uncomfortable.
"Just call me Artie~ Now you should rest dearie~ You spent quite a long time running away from me~" You nodded, feeling your eyelids droop until they closed, falling asleep easily.
You didn't notice him saying you were running from him.
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-.-' This is way too short... Why must writer's block hinder me so much~~ (and this took me way too long to write something for as well...)
Anyway, I hope this wasn't too horrid...
(I hope I can start writing down the rest soon... Inspiration and I hate each other though... And I apologize for any spelling/grammar errors...)
Intro: [link]
Anyway, I hope this wasn't too horrid...
(I hope I can start writing down the rest soon... Inspiration and I hate each other though... And I apologize for any spelling/grammar errors...)
Intro: [link]
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