Jet the dog had bean alone for quite awhile now but he never felt upset or lonely, maybe from time to time but not very often, but when ever he did feel lonely he would remember the same thing he said when he left that day, 'it was only for the best'
He was an eyesore at best matted fur, over grown claws and dirty feet, not the first thing to want to see on a monday morning
Injury wise got even worst than what he looked like, he had a unusable back leg after walking under the path of a few bricks dropped by ralph, the pads of his paws where cut and bloody from treading on jagged bricks whilst living in the dump, burns all over his back, and small cuts all over the edge of his wings
Yes, wings
They where scarlet coloured dragon wings that where half the size of him but where strong enough to keep him in the air for over 2 hours, but he mostly kept them neatly tucked away neatly on his back
Somethings during a game he would just sit and watch what was going on.
He also liked to walk round the apartments as well sometimes, dodging and avoiding bricks falling from the top of the building, he'd got much better at it since he learnt what could happen if they landed on you
But what would of happened if one brick In particular did hit him
Well that's a different story
It was a warm tuesday afternoon near closing time with only a few kids milling around the arcade
He was randomly waking round, trying to clear his head of all the problems and the stress in his life, slipping into a dream land for only a second
But a second was all it took to changed his life forever
Suddenly he felt a blunt,heavy object land right on top of his head, sending a shock of pain throughout his entire body
He brought his paws up to his head to rub the bruised area when he found out it wasn't a bruise
It was bleeding like mental more that he had ever seen leave his body that ever before
"Son of a..." He muttered "that really hurt"
He felt his stomach turn at the sight of the blood he didn't know weather It was because of his extremely bad Hemophobia , or if it was just the coppery smell and slimy feel of it clotting on his paws
He felt bile force its was into his mouth he didn't know weather to swallow it or spit it out, so he closed his eyes and hoped the pain would subside and settled for emptying the contents of his mouth onto the grass next to him
After he opened his eyes, everything was fuzzy, he had double vision and nearly missed the game over signal and the short man in front of him who was quietly watching him
He panicked he didn't know what to do, he had never bean caught by anyone who lived there so his mental instincts told him to get out of there as fast as he could
he stumbled to his feet only to find himself collapsing under his own body weight, he felt the blood run down his face and into his mouth, he could taste the copper and brick dust, by this point he had given up
When he felt a hand touch his back he tensed up, afraid the person would hurt him
"Don't worry I won't hurt you, you don't need to be afraid of me" said the man
He knew that voice, he often heard it when he was walking, it was felix
Then suddenly ever thing went black and he could not remember anything after that, until he woke up that is