Hi everyone!! This is a new story... you can pretty much tell that. There's not much to say so... here's the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Long lets blurred as they churned to keep going. Light footsteps stealthily tapped the ground while the tall male dashed behind trees. More blood spilled from numerous wounds with each beat of his pounding heart. He left his enemies behind a long time ago but the "fight of flight" syndrome still lingered in his body. He was out in the middle of no where so he felt he could be a little less careful. No one was around which was exactly how he liked it. He sucked in a breath when he caught sight of a figure. Apparently, he was wrong. He ducked behind a large tree and calmed his breathing. He peeked around the tree to see that it was only a woman. A long braid swung down her back as she walked around the little cluster of buildings. She walked briskly as her head whipped around constantly to analyze her surroundings. He smirked. It seemed that she didn't like to be alone in the dark. He grunted as pain shot through his let. He adjusted to make it more comfortable but pushed around some leaved in the process. He heard a gasp from behind him and stiffened in realization. He slowly turned to look behind him. Farther down the road, the woman had froze and stared at the spot where he sat. Her wide eyes glistened in the dark and mesmerized him. He stayed perfectly still until she decided that there was nothing there. She finally turned around and walked up onto a porch and into a house. He leaned his head against the wall and sighed. He waited there, making sure that no one followed her, before he stood up with the help of the wall. His vision blurred and his stamina drained from him but he shakily walked forward anyway. He crossed the open yard but couldn't go much further. He looked very suspicious just to be walking in people's yards at night with obvious wounds. He thumped against a tree, out of breath, and wondering how he was going to continue. He looked up when he heard a nicker. Not far from him, and white horse stood in the corner of its fence, looking at him. It cocked its head while eyeing him with curiosity. If the horse made a racket he'd either have to kill it or run; and he wasn't in any condition to run. Surprisingly, all it did was lower its head and tap the ground with its nose. Friendly beast. Relieved that the animal accepted his presence, he moved toward the corner fence post. The small horse reached out between the barb- wire with it's muzzle and nudged the man's arm. He tried to touch it but the stubborn brute quickly pulled back and turned around so that he was facing it's rear. As the ,man started to walk the length of the fence, he spotted a small building farther down the hill. He mind started to make connections with the appearance of the structure. Where there was a horse, there was hay. Where there was hay, there was a place to store the hay. Conclusion: Safe hideout.

With his last burst of energy, he took off running toward the newly found haven. Once he reached the door he fumbled with the lock hoping that it didn't take a key or a combination. Luckily for him, it was only meant to keep animals out. The heavy doors slowly creaked open and he smell of fresh hay and feed greeted his nose. He closed the wooden doors behind him right as a wave of nausea swept over him. He groped along the wall trying to reach the back of the barn. He stumbled across the feed sacks and saddles with blurry vision until everything went black and he slumped onto a row of hay stacks.

Alright. That's the first chapter. There's not a lot to it but it tells you what you need to know about the beginning. For the most part anyway. The next chapter should be up sometime next week but until then...keep reading and reviewing!!