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"Help! Please, help us!" A voice pierced through the night as two girls were running towards a house. They were both hurt, bruises present over their arms and their clothes ripped in some places.
One of them was a tanned girl with almost orange skin but who looked pretty. Her eyes were a piercing green and were full of fear, and her hair was autumn color. She was wearing a dark blue tank top over the belly with armor-like metal pieces over it, a dark blue skirt with the same metal pieces and long dark blue boots.
Her friend had pale skin, purple hair, eyes of the same color and a red gem in the middle of her forehead. She was dressed into a black leotard that had various cuts over it, revealing her pale skin from under, and black ankle-lenght boots. She had various scratches and bruises all over her body but she was doing her best to ignore the pain she was receiving.
The girls took deep breaths as they reached the house, or what looked more like a mainson house. They looked at it in awe, exhausted, before they started knocking desperately.
"Help! Please, let us it!" The red-haired girl shouted from the top of her lungs, her voice piercing through the night.
"T-there's no use, Kori." Her friend said, her voice slightly hoarse and hopeless. She shook her head, ready to grab Kori's hand and drag her away, when she heard the door opening and a black haired young man came in front of them. His hair was spicky and he had piercing blue eyes than shone with an unreadable emotion. He was wearing a black t-shirt, dark blue jeans and black converse.
One of his eyebrows quirked up at the sight of the two girls.
"Hello?" He spoke, somehow uncertain, and his calm voice, alongside a cold breeze, made the girls shiver. He narrowed his eyes slightly. "Who are you? W-what happened to you?"
The purple-haired girl gasped for air. "W-we... we need y-your help." She mumbled as her vision started to get blurry. She heard her friend call out for her as she collapsed, her body falling on the ground with a slight thud.
"Rachel!" Kori gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. She looked back at the boy, worry written all over her face. "M-my name is K-Kori Anders." She muttered. "This is my friend, Ra... chel. Rachel Roth. Please, you have to help us. S-she can't die!" She said, her eyes wide with fear.
He nodded. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Richard Grayson, but everybody calls me Dick." He said and bent down, picking Rachel up and almost gasping at how easy he took her in his arms. He held her bridal style and walked inside, making a sign to Kori to follow him.
She walked after him dreadfully, wondering if it was a good idea to trust a complete stranger.
"What happened to you, Miss Kori?" He asked, his voice low with concern. "To you both, I mean."
Kori sighed as she followed him into the living room. "It's... a long story. I had a big fight with my dear sister regarding... our family and... she decided to make me obey her and I ended up being... banished from my own home, while Rachel got into a fight with her father who put his people to beat her."
Dick gasped as he gently placed Rachel''s body on the sofa. "Why?"
Kori clenched her jaw, refusing to speak further.
"Look, I understand you don't exactly trust me with this but her condition is awful, and yours doesn't look pretty either. I won't force you to talk, but can you give me something?"
She sighed and sat down next to her friend as he hurried after the first aid kit. She kept her eyes on Rachel's face, making sure the girl was still alive.
Dick returned in a rush, his movements erratic.
"Personal matters, I can't talk to you about them without her." She whispered softly.
He nodded as he started taking care of Rachel's wounds. "Understandable. Alright, I'll wait. Do you have any place to go to?"
She shook her head. "No. We ran away, we are very far from our homes." She sighed and cuddled up on the couch, hugging her knees to her chest.
He nodded slowly. "Oh." Was all that he said as he gently placed Rachel''s hands in his lap, occuppying himself with brushing her hair out of her face. "I guess you don't know anybody here..."
"We don't even know what city we are in." Kori admitted.
"Jump City. As I was saying, as you don't know anybody here I will let you stay in one of the rooms from my house, one for each of you."
She shook her head. "I... we can't accept. I am sorry."
"Listen, I am being nice and trying to get you feel better. From the way you both look, I can tell you can't walk around the streets or you'll get in big trouble." He said his tone both harsh and soft. "I will let you live here as long as you want, with the condition that you won't get me in any trouble, okay? I don't want any of you to get hurt again and you both look like you need some good rest, a warm place and food."
She nodded. "A couple of days, and then I promise you that we will leave you and never bother you again." She whispered, grateful for his kindness.
He looked up at her face and couldn't help but admire her, obssrving how pretty she looked, even with the brusies covering her. "You can stay as long as you want and need." He whispered, his voice slightly hoarse but soft.
She nodded slowly. "Thank you for your generosity." She whispered quite shyly, her voice low.
He nodded and had to fight the urge to go to her and hug her. "You are very welcome." He also whispered, his voice soft.
And that's it. I hope you liked it.
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