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Third Person

As he was told, he set the bomb. It was small but powerful, and would do the job. As he left the building, he took one last look around to make sure no other person was inside. Once a safe distance away, he clicked the button on the fake phone. He watched as the building lit aflame and slowly burned to the ground. He knew the sirens probably set off. He also knew that the police wouldn't believe his story. They couldn't grasp that their precious Company was evil, was plotting to take the world over.

Snap.

He saw them the same moment They saw him.

The boy ran as fast as he could. His red eyes glimmered in the darkness. Otherwise, he was covered in black.

"Get him! He went around the corner!" They yelled. They wanted him, dead or alive. They raced after him, guns shooting. He ducked and dodged best he could. Left and right, up and down. But, somehow they did not get him. He rounded a corner.

Far away, another soul worried deeply about him. She knew there was only one way to save the boy, but either way he would be lost. His memory would be gone, but she was sure he'd find it again one day. Wouldn't he? She thought so, knowing he was smart. His body? It would be altered into something entirely different. All she really knew was that it would be better than if he was killed. She focused herself, and created the portal.

Deep in her mind, she also knew that They had evil shadows in every world. He could still die, even through the portal. But for now, he would be saved.

He rounded the corner, too fast. But, instead of smacking into a wall, he fell into darkness...

They stopped as the portal closed. All except one, who swore revenge and threw himself through.

"Craig will finish it." One of Them decided. There was nothing more They could do. They retreated.

The Boy, Now An Umbreon

He awoke to the waves lightly touching his... paws! He had paws? He couldn't move, he was too exhausted. He wondered how in hell that happened. He was in so much pain that he knew he wasn't dreaming, so he figured it must be real...

But how?

He didn't have that much time to wonder, as he fainted a few moments later. Thinking took it out of him.

He awoke a while later to a shadow falling over him. It hurt so much to move...

He knew he was screwed.

Or was he?


Ooh, cliffhanger! Hope the first chapter was exciting!