Pet From Today Onward

CHAPTER ONE

Run.

Get away.

Don't let exhaustion take over you.

Those three things kept repeating in the boy's mind like a mantra. His breath was coming out in short pants, his short legs aching from all the running. But he wouldn't allow himself to stop. Not with those two chasing after him.

His star shaped hair was swaying back and forth from the wild wing, his golden bangs making it harder for him to watch his steps or his surrounding for that matter.

He could hear his chasers just a few meters behind him and his baby mind couldn't help but wonder what he had done to deserve this. His huge amethyst eyes kept darting from one direction to another, searching frantically for the fastest route that would lead him home.

He turned sharply on the first alley that came into sight and a horrified expression took over his face. A dead-end!

"Got ya." a voice said from behind, causing him to whip around and then take a few step backwards. Two men were blocking his one and only way out.

"What's with all that running? We only want to have a little talk with you, kid." one of the men said, a wicked grin making each way onto his face. The other man let out a crazy, drunk laugh that only made the little 8 year old boy step back farther until his back came into contact with the wall.

"Oh, come on. We just want to have some fun, there's no need to be so afraid." the man said again just as the both of them slowly closed the distance that separated them from the boy.

The second man grinned wickedly before reaching out his hand to take a hold of the boy's arm. "No! Let go of me!" the boy yelled and kicked, trying to break free from the other's grip.

"Shut up." the man hissed while tightening his hold, but the boy only screamed and struggled more. "I said shut up, you little filth!" the man shouted and raised his other hand, smacking the boy across the face with such force that sent him flying backwards.

The kid gasped in both surprise and pain as his head collided hard with the brick wall before sliding down on the ground, black spots dancing across his vision.

"You moron! You didn't have to hit him!" the first man shouted. "Whatever. Just get the hell out of here before anyone comes down after hearing his screams."

The boy's vision was blurry, his head spinning. Somewhere in the distance he could hear the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away, but he paid to all of them no mind. The only thing that worried him was that thick darkness that seemed to cloud over his senses and for some reason, resisting didn't sound so appealing.

More footsteps, these ones more elegant, almost inaudible.

A form covered by shadows walked towards the boy on the ground, regarding him at first with eyes so intense and fierce, before kneeling down next to him after a moment.

The stranger could hear the boy's soft breathing and even though his eyes were closed, the man had no doubt that the boy was alive. Hunger clouded over his eyes at the sight of those veins pulsing at the boy's neck, so tempting and oh, so irresistible. He licked his lips in anticipation before leaning down, his eyes never leaving that pulsing spot.

And then, the unexpected happened.

Slowly, wearily, the boy's eyelids flattered open, catching the stranger's gaze with his and holding it. For a moment, none of the two could look away, until the boy's eyes closed again just as slowly.

But the damage had already been done.

And as the boy fell back into the world of unconsciousness, into that world of darkness, two things stayed printed into his memory.

The sound of flapping wings.

And red. The darkest shade of red he had ever seen.

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