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This fan fic will sometimes miss a page such as going from page 2 to page 4 this is because this story is made to actually be a graphic fanfic meaning I have pics to go with it, these are on my home page on dA (deviantArt) So Enjoy.
Framed
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"I can't believe this is happening its ridiculous." Oslo stated for the hundredth time as he and Diwan crouched in an alleyway behind some garbage, Diwan rolled her eyes as she grew tired of her commander's constant statements of disbelief. "Well it is, so be quiet or they'll catch us." Diwan hissed at him, Oslo gave her a look of shocked disbelief before looking away to hide his anger. Oslo looked at himself in a dirty puddle of water, his uniform was torn and filthy, his face though dirty had managed to remain free of facial hair, he had grown thinner and his powers had grown weaker from malnutrition. Sighing Oslo absentmindedly scratched his head which was now covered in very short almost fuzzy blonde hair, he looked over at Diwan she was also in the same condition as himself. Diwan's hair had grown back at a faster pace than Oslo's though it was still quite short, Diwan's hair was coloured a very light brown if it was any lighter it could have passed as blonde.
Oslo gave up on crouching and sat down, he couldn't believe that two short weeks ago he and Diwan were on the Monolith. The day before he and Diwan had begun to run the news of the murder of a sphere admin reached the Monolith in the late evening. A few hours after the news of the admin's death a messages came through saying that he and Diwan were responsible, knowing that their pleas of innocence would be ignored and that they would be killed he and Diwan ran.
Oslo now sat in a gutter next to some trash that he knew would be where they would be looking for their next meal, feeling utterly depressed and defeated Oslo began to try and figure out who would want to frame him and Diwan. 'I know I'm not the most popular commander in the sphere but… what could I have possibly done to another commander to make him want to frame me and Diwan?' A few more minutes passed and Diwan broke Oslo's train of thought. "Right. The coast is clear, but I think we should stay here for the night." Oslo only nodded in response as Diwan pulled a bag of garbage closer, she then opened the bag and began to search through it hoping to find something edible. Twenty minutes later and Diwan had managed to find a few apple cores and a couple of pieces of mouldy bread, Oslo and Diwan ate in silence before taking turns to drink from the muddy puddle of water Oslo was looking into before.
As the sun set Oslo and Diwan huddled together wrapped in a thin and torn smelly blanket that Diwan had found in the same bag as their dinner, huddled as close together as they could they slept shivering whenever a breeze entered the alley. Autumn was almost over and winter was fast approaching, both Diwan and Oslo knew this block had snow on it in winter and were worried about what they would do.
Oslo woke up early in the morning the sun had barely risen, he decided to go for a walk hoping to fin something for breakfast or even some lost loose change on the ground.
As Oslo walked through the alleyways he saw others like him and Diwan, moneyless broken people living on the streets with only a few that had managed to create tiny shelters. Having no luck in finding anything Oslo turned around and began to head back to where he and Diwan were sleeping, he began to walk slower and slower until he eventually stopped all together. Oslo felt like breaking down as his situation was beginning to get to him, he sank slowly to his knees and stayed like that until something shiny caught his eye. Leaning forward Oslo picked up the shiny thing, after looking at it more closely he discovered it was a fifty cent piece. Standing up Oslo walked quickly unable to wait to tell Diwan about the money he had just found.