Leo was running down a narrow alleyway. He hadn't gotten very far and he was tired. His breathes were short and ragged, he was drenched in sweat and his clothes were ripped. Everyone else had been… 'Taken out' and he was the only one left.
It was too dark to know where he was going but he didn't care, just as long as he got away from that-that—thing. What was it? He didn't know and he didn't care.
Leo hit a dead end and that thing was so close he could smell him. "Great, what do I do now?"
"Time to die Leo," Blunt Razor sung, he was taunting him, he was about to kill Leo and he was taunting him. Leo's heart sped up. He didn't want to die, there was so much he hadn't done like, build the most awesome automaton ever (okay, he had Festus but he was just a head attached to a warship now), or kissed a girl or-or become the king of partying or even pull the prank of the century and if he was going to die it wasn't going to be at the hands of a psychopathic monster.
It stopped in front of Leo, he raised his razor high and you could see the glint in his eyes as he slowly brought it down. 5...breathe in...4...out...3...in...2…1…I'm sorry for failing you mum…I'm so sorry.
"*Insert deep breath noise here*," Leo woke up with a start. "That was just a dream...a very, very strange dream…." He took a look around and found the place a total mess. "Oh well, back to work for me."
This is my first fanfic, hope I did okay :)