Eternal Protection.
Prologe::
I ran. I couldn't stop. It was as though my mind and my legs, were no longer connected. My breath was coming heavily, and quick. My lungs felt as though they could burts. And yet, I didn't stop.
Not with him behind me.
Landon. The man with the deep green eyes. With the baby blonde hair. The lean but bulk figure.
And the man with the really long and fast legs! I thought as I continued to run.
I turned suddenly down an ally opening.
Shit!
It was a dead freaking end. Of all things that was what I had to encounter. Not a fence with barbed wire, not more people, and not the police. A stupid wall. The one thing I couldn't from.
I heard his foot steps behind me. He was slowing. Getting closer. Then I knew he was right behind me. I had no where to run. So, instead of surrendering like a normal person, I wirled around and went for a punch in the face.
I got it all right. Left a nasty bruise, and may have drawn blood, I can't remember. All I know now is that it hurt like hell.
My head still throbs cause of it sometimes.
Yeah I failed misserably and hit the air, giving him time to hit me.
After making sure I wouldn't go after him again, he grabed both my arms and backed me up against a wall.
"Where is it?" he hissed into my ear. I held my my flinch and answered him.
"Your brain? Don't have a clue." I know, stupid response right? Well he thought so too.
"Cute Lara. Very cute." He released my arms, but didn't move back. Instead he traped my in the circle of his arms, giving me to room to duck and run. His face was inches from mine, and I could feel his breath on my face. It smelt like pine trees. As though it was to match the colour of his eyes.
"What am I going to do with you Lara?" He wondered aloud. I shrugged. Or tryed to. Not to easy when you traped in an ity-bity circle.
"Try letting me go? That one always works." My bad humor was starting to annoy him, I knew.
A low growl was starting to eminate from his thoat.
"Damnit Lara!" he hit his fist off the wall behind me.
"I swear to you if you make this harder than it needs to be, he'll get hurt."
My eyes widened at the threat.
"He was promised eternal protection!" I exclaimed. He shrugged in return.
"Not my problem. Only the messenger remember?" I snorted.
"Yeah, well ever heard the saying, 'Kill the messenger. It tends to send a message?'" I asked as I kneed him right where he hurts. As he keeled over, I made my escape. I ran out of the ally, and into the open street. The sun was just coming out and people were waking and getting ready to leave for work. I was now safe. He couldn't follow me now. To public. And besides, The sun was out. I smiled.