ProLog
A young boy, no older than six, ran through the park with tears streaming down his face. The were at it again. Tormenting him, teasing him. It was as if they had nothing better to do except make his young life hell. They were everywhere he went; the shops, Kindergarden, even outside his own home. And he had no one to help him. He didn't have any friends, and hardly any family. His father had died when he was 2 and he had no siblings. All he had was his mother. His mother wasn't like the mom's that came to pick up their kids from kindy, all kind and warm. No, she was mean and cold. She was never home, and made him do all the chores around the house. He thinks he knows why though. She wanted a beautiful, bubbly little girl. But she got a wimpy, scrawny little boy. He wasn't even Brave or strong like other boys. She disaplined him a lot, making him walk the five blocks home from kindergarden, doing all the work around the house. All with no reward, no kind words, no sweets or treats. Nothing but more work.
The boy couldn't see where he was going through his tears. He ran straight into a tree, falling to the ground with a thump. He quickly tried to get back up and make a dash for it but was too late.
"We got you now."
They towered over him, being slightly older by a few years. They stared at him with menacing eyes and wicked grins, like lions about to eat their prey. The boy closed his eyes tightly, preparing for the worse. he begged that for anyone, anything, to help though he new the chances were next to none. 'Please!'
"Hey! Fatsos! Pick on someone your on size, why don't you!"
The boy's eyes shot open as he searched for the owner of the voice. His tormenters were staring behind him as if they had just been slapped in the face.
"What did you say! You little brat!"
The boy turned around to find a little girl. She looked younger than him, probably about a year. She had Silky blonde hair that made its way a little below her shoulders. She had big, blue eyes and a grumpy expression across her pretty face.
"I said," She shouted, "Pick. On. Someone. Your. Own. Size! Do you get that, doofases!"
For such a tiny girl, she sure was brave. The boy started to worry when one of the tormenters made their way towards her. He was going to scream at her to run for it. But she did something that surprised him. As the tormenter lunged for her, she quickly jumped out of the way. So he landed flat, facedown in the mud! The girl smiled proudly as the boy stifled a laugh. The Tormenter quickly got up and glared fiercely at the small boy, making his fear return. Though after a glance at the young girl, he changed his mind on beating the boy to a pulp.
"Come on guys, their not even the trouble." Grumbled the tormenter to his friends as they stalked away from the park.
"Are you okay?" Questioned a lovely voice in front of the boy. He wiped around to find two crystal blue eyes staring into his own.
"I-I'm fine." Stuttered the blonde boy as the girl helped him up on his feet, "Th-thank you!"
"It's really fine!" Smiled the small girl, "Can I know your name?"
"L-Len!" He answered, "A-And who are you?"
The girl giggled,
"My name Rin!"
From that moment on, he swore he would protect her...
YAY! Done! That toke forever XD but I probably shouldn't have kept on stopping to watch youtube...
This is a story I came up with while listening to Skillet's Monster. Man, I love that song!
Review? Maybe?
