Chapter 1

Injured. That's how you found him. He must have fallen from a great height. He was bleeding. Badly. And must have a few broken bones but he was alive, Thankfully.

You, gently, picked him up. Judging by the amount of light, you probably make it back just before dark even carrying someone who is twice your body weight.

You began walking slowly forwards. Continuously looking back at the injured boy. His bright red hair was drooped over most of his face, luckily hiding the wound across his forehead. Which you bandaged before setting off.

He wore a red and blue patched uniform top. With a rip mark on his back where something used to be. With a lot of armour on his shoulders, arms, legs and chest.

'He must be a fighter.' You thought. 'Or have a very overprotective mother.' You chuckled to yourself.

You reached half way of your journey and the sun began to set. "I'd better hurry up!" you said to yourself. Picking up the pace you made it back to your home. But only just.

You carefully placed the boy on the bed in the far corner of the room. He seemed familiar, but you couldn't figure out from where.

You needed find a light crystal or make a fire. To just give a little light. You rummaged through five different drawers until you found a small light crystal in the back for your dresser.

You grabbed it and sighed. "Last one" you said in annoyance. Looking over your shoulder at the boy sleeping on your bed. Smiling to yourself, you shut your drawer and walked over to him. The moonlight creeping in the window illuminates the room.

You take no notice of the moon, and carefully attracted the crystal on to a piece of string, dangling down from the ceiling. A dim orange light came from it and you looked at the state of his wounds. They were bad but they weren't too serious. You grabbed the first aid kit from the self above your bed.

Carefully you moved his head to the right to look at his ear. It was stained red with blood, a deep jagged cut running from the top of his ear to the corner of his mouth. You picked up a small pair of tweezers from your trouser pocket and picked out little pieces of metal and dirt. Before finishing you lifted the boy's head lightly, placing a towel underneath and reached for a wooden bowl with rain water inside.

Placing the bowl down by your side and rinsed the bandages before placing them on the wound. Afterward you moved away from him with the medical gear and dimmed the light of the crystal. Taking one last look at the boy, smiling to yourself, you whispered "Sleep well." Before disappearing into another room.

What do you think?

Should I continue?

Well I dunno, I was reading alot of Jack Frost X Reader fic's and I noticed there wasn't any AerrowXReader fic's so I decided to change that.

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