Hi, it's me, Cake here. I'm back. Sorry about not writing very much lately. I've had so much homework and have been getting ready for Christmas. But, today I have something a little different.
(F/n) = First Name
(L/n) = Last Name
Run: A Shuu Iwamine Fanfic
Blood... so much of it.
It won't stop.
The blood won't stop.
Footsteps stepped across the ground, echoing throughout the city street in the darkness. My own footsteps. I stopped, realizing I was alone. That I had run away from the home I was lucky enough to have. I wouldn't call it 'lucky' though. I went over to take a break and sit on a bench. I though about everything. I had nowhere to go.
The next thing I knew, I heard footsteps coming towards where I was sitting. The footsteps stopped, a tall figure in front of me. I looked up...
There he was. A tall man with long, brown hair tied back and red glasses. He was wearing a black trench coat. But most of all, he had the most beautiful, handsome lavender eyes that glowed in the moonlight as he looked down upon me.
"W-who are y-you?" I finally managed to croak out.
"..." He just looked at me. Then he said, "Dr. Iwamine Shuu."
"I-I'm (F/n). (F/n) (L/n)."
"What exactly is someone as young as you doing out this late?" He asked.
"I...uh... ran away. From home, I mean."
"Mmmhhh... you know, you should be careful of some people out here." He replied.
"I kno-" He stepped closer. "Eh?"
"Especially from people like me." What was he saying? Wait. I didn't see before, but I saw he had what looked like a... scalple? My legs made me get up and run. He was following.
Footsteps echoed throughout the alleyway. Then, I hit a wall. A wall that signified... the end. I turned he pushed me against the wall. His face, close to mine, pushing the scalple against my neck.
"It's quite a shame, really. Such a beautiful girl, being wated about with me. Such a shame." He licked my neck. *Shiver* "But don't worry," He put his hands uunderneath my shirt on my stomach. "I'll be sure to use you full with me... expirements."
Next thing I knew, I saw red. Blood red.
Blood... so much of it.
It won't stop.
The blood won't stop.
Coated in red, on my lifeless stomach,
In blood red:
Shuu Iwamine
Sorry about the shortness, but it's a one-shot, so what can you expect? Plus I was writing this at school and I wanted to finish it within the period, so yeah. I'm also working on a Cry fanfiction, so stay tuned. (If you don't know who Cry is, he's a youtuber who goes by Cryaotic or Chaotic Monki. And my dad is whistleing Christmas tunes all day now. Right now, he's whistleing Jingle Bells. Which reminds me,
Jingle Bells, Batman smells
Robin layed an egg
The Batmobile lost a whell
And the Joker got away, HEY!