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Thank you to readwithcats (love the name) for the review: You guess correctly! Yeah, Allen is a boy, and this is not a gender blender/reverse fanfiction. So yeah, definitely not Allen. You will found out! I promise.
My white knight carried me for hours I assume, for the next time she put me down, the sun seemed to be about to rise.
My white knight set me down on some grass, and as I idly thought about how it poked my skin, my white knight was tending to injuries I wasn't aware I had.
Before I knew it, my white knight had torn off her cloak and covered me in it, probably to shelter me from the cold. She was moving her mouth, probably talking, but I remained deaf to the world of sound. Instead I thought about how young she looked, like a teenager, not much older than I.
She spoke for a while nonstop, before picking me up and sprinting toward… the ocean? No, a bridge of light that was building itself as the sun rose. I could see demons gathering and chasing us as we ran, and my last sight was of sunlight touching the forest tree tops before my Knight jumped off a cliff taking me down with her.
To my immense surprise, My white knight RAN ON LIGHT! I had no time to digest this, as she ran up the Light path to the clouds. Wait, was that a… Golden Gate?!
I could feel myself starting to lose myself, but to immense surprise, my White Knight clutched me tight. As if to hold me together to keep from fading into the dark. It was strangely comforting, like being wrapped in a blanket.
I didn't notice people running back and forth behind the gate, or the demons catching up to us.
I did notice when my White Knight slid between the closing gates, the momentum carrying me forward as well.
My arms hit the ground with a low bam, and pain laced up my arm like a snake. I turned onto my belly from instinct, just in time to see the gate doors close with a bang inches from my face.
My hearing started to come back, as I heard the White Knight coughing beside me. I hadn't noticed that she was injured, and tired. I turn to her, opening my mouth to apologize and question her when I froze with surprise.
The girl before me had long white hair, down her back in a clumsy ponytail. She had bright blue eyes and scratches all over. What caught my eye was the long scar, starting on her forehead as an upside down star, going down the left side of her face, over her eye. She was panting, clearly out of breathe. Sweat created a sheet of liquid on her pale skin. She truly did look like an angel.
Just as I thought this, she looked over at me. I wonder what she saw. A little girl with very long hair, longer than hers, but dark blackish green like an olive. My skin is normal, not tanned or pale really, more like in between fair and bronze. My eyes are dark purple, almost blacker than my hair. I was a mess, hair tangled and dirt everywhere. I didn't even want to think about my ugly broken legs, taunting me with their scars.
My embarrassment was interrupted when someone called out to us. "Hey are you two okay over there? You're not hurt are ya?"
I didn't know how to respond, conscience of the blood on me and the White Knight. To my relief, she turned to the man running up to us and said "Yes, she's hurt. Please see to her injuries, I did what I could."
I blinked. Did she? I remember her taking her robe off and looked at the scattered pieces tied around my arms and legs. Oh, she stopped most of the bleeding. Huh.
"Hey, you okay?" I look up to see her worried blue eyes on my face, like I was the most important thing right now, not the demons banging on the gate or the man screaming for medics. Just me. I felt… important.
"You responded by looking up, can you hear me? You can nod." She continued, moving closer to me. As she scooted over, I saw her left arm for the first time. It was burned from the shoulder to the tips of her fingers, and was clearly scabbing. She didn't move it to help her scoot over, could she be just like me? Injured and having an unmovable limb?
She was still watching me, until I remembered she asked me a question. I nodded and spoke "Yes, I can hear you now." i flinched at the sound of my voice. I sounded like a sick smoker.
She smiled like I accomplished something. That was the last thing I saw before the medics shot my arm with something that pulled me into sleep's open arms.
Okay! Now we can start to get somewhere! Did you catch my hints as to who they are?