Shannon stumbled through the darkness, half walking half tripping, he was
so scared. He could feel his heart drilling hard in his chest.
The person behind him was forceful, but not to an extent that it hurt him, only sometimes a jab in the side to make him move quicker.
Shannon kept looking up, squinting his eyes against the black cloaking darkness, looking for Jeff's slender form, but not being able to make it out against the darkness, closing in from all sides. It was almost pitch black, he couldn't see in front of him, and he didn't dare to look backwards to his attacker, though even if he did he doubted it would be any different.
"Please let us be okay, please let us be okay" He was so very scared. He could feel the anxious, nervous sweat pouring down his body, gathering on his forehead. He didn't want to do anything wrong, especially if it would run the risk of him getting Jeff hurt. He wouldn't so much mind if it was him, but he would avoid it if he could. He was not fond of pain.
Jeff tried to pick up his pace, his feet seeming hardly to touch the ground, without running. He easily dogged brambles and weeds, his footsteps light, bouncing off the ground as thought it where rubber. "I should have guessed it was a person' Jeff muttered angrily to himself inside his head, I can't do anything right! And now look what's happened!" He had the strong urge to start attacking his body again, the dirty, unwashed feeling returning to him as soon as he had remembered it, but thought against it. "Not now' he thought, I have to think of Shannon"
He couldn't help but feel slightly afraid for his own well being as well. This was all so confusing, EVERYTHING was confusing right now! "Why me?" Seemed to be one of Jeff's key phrases.
His heart skipped a beat and leapt into his throat when he heard a pain filled cry from behind him. "SHANNON!" He cried turning and about to leap back, attacking Shannon's captor had not crossed his mind before.
"DON'T MOVE!" The person with Shannon roared, stopping Jeff dead in his tracks. He was torn. "Should I attack or not?" He thought to himself, the thought of backing down like an obedient pet not appealing to him. "But Shannon."
With gritted teeth, suppressing a snarl, Jeff reluctantly let his poised leaping stance pass with the small wind that swept up, playing with his hair, dancing with the stars. He tried to relax and didn't move a muscle.
Shannon couldn't hear Jeff moving and he was glad, even though when he looked upon it later that sounded a little selfish. He didn't want Jeff hurt "Anything but Jeff" He would almost rather him injured than Jeff, but some small part of him told his him that if he had the chance, he would sacrifice Jeff any day, if it meant no harm would come to him himself. "No, no I wouldn't' Shannon tried to shake the thought out of his head, I am not like that.I don't think." And suddenly he was unsure.
A rough squeeze to his neck bought Shannon back to reality, and out of his self-consuming thoughts. The awful doubt disappeared and the fear resurfaced. "I don't know which is worse" Shannon mumbled quietly, his voice seeming like a mere squeak.
" SHUT UP RUNT!" Shannon's captor, definitely a man, yelled. Shannon fell to his knees, his breath shortened from a hard kick to the stomach, leaving Shannon unprepared and breathless. "SHANNON!" Jeff cried, leaping back towards his friend.
He was stopped short when he felt a large, strong hand clamp round his throat. He gasped in sudden shock, clawing at the person's hand for freedom, trying to ignore the fact that the hand was getting tighter by the second. "JEFF!" Their where tears in Shannon's eyes now, and he slowly got up, stumbling to regain his balance.
Jeff continue swiping with all the aggression he could muster, but the hand was getting tighter quickly, amongst the shouts of his holder's pain, and was just as quickly cutting off Jeff's air supply. Gasping harder now, trying hard to get in some oxygen through the small opening he had, Jeff continued the assault, letting his captor blood pour down his own hands, but found his strength slowly fading.
The man saw the advantage and gave Jeff's neck a quick, hard squeeze, Jeff stopping gasping for air. "JEFF!" Shannon wailed, hot tears blurring his small vision in the darkness. He knew he had to do something. He got to his feet and ran; spear like, straight towards the man's legs.
He was met with a knee to the face for his efforts and reeled back in pain, feeling blood trickling down his face. "STAY STILL!" The man had regained some order now, but Jeff began scrabbling at his bare hands again, the man giving a shout. "Stop that, you spit fire!" He yelled, kneeing Jeff in the stomach hard.
Jeff's eyes bulged and he groaned, the hot pain searing through his stomach. He groaned loudly and grabbed his stomach and feel to his knees, not moving, trying his hardest to concentrate on his breathing as it came in short quick gasps for oxygen. "Jeff?" Shannon's voice was a terrified quiver. The man's hand was still clamped securely around Jeff's neck. There was a satisfied grunt from him as he said "That'll keep you quite for a bit, you little hell hound"
Jeff winced, baring his teeth into a snarl. He prayed the sun would come up soon so he could take a look at this guy properly.and decide where to attack from first. The thought of making the guy pay brought a sick smile to Jeff's lips.
The pain in Jeff's stomach previously and the pain newly added from this new blind side attack was enough. He drew his hands to his stomach, groaning in agony, pleading to some unknown force that it would all end.
Shannon whimpered quietly on the ground, tears making his sight fuzzy as he scrambled around on his hands and knees sobbing. "Stop your whining, runt!" The man was obviously impatient by then and aimed a blind kick at what he thought was the source of the sobs.
Shannon gasped as the foot connected, but not with him.
Jeff fell limply to the ground, shuddering hard and clutching his face where the kick had landed, his lungs heaving as he tried to breath and cope with all the pain. Shannon let out a small, strangled shriek and crawled blindly over to where he had heard Jeff's body hit the earthy ground. He flung himself to the ground next to Jeff, laying on Jeff's chest and whimpering unstoppably. Jeff petted his hair gently, and whispered quietly "It's OK"
Shannon listened to the rhythmical beat of Jeff's heart, and noticed quickly that it wasn't so rhythmical. Thump.thump thump.thump, thump, thump was what Shannon heard. "Jeff?" He whispered suddenly very concerned for his friend's health.
Shannon yelped as he was torn off Jeff, Jeff's flailing arms to slow to catch his small friend as he was dragged off roughly by the hair. "You are not going near him" was all the man had to say as he promptly discarded Shannon, swinging him by the hair and let going, where he landed with a loud winded thump on the ground two metres away with a low groan.
"You don't talk much do ya?' Jeff tore his eyes away from the direction Shannon had flown to and looked up but was greeted only by darkness, how about you talk? Scream" The man instructed. Jeff suddenly knew the voice, but had a feeling he hadn't heard it often enough to put a name to it.
"I'd rather die" Jeff murmured angrily, trying his best to keep his dangerously swelling temper at bay. "Alright then, how about I give you a little push" His foot was on Jeff's stomach in an instant. "Scream"
Jeff's eyes flickered with the thought of pain but didn't flinch. "Jeff just do it!" Shannon's weak voice floated from Jeff's left. "I know you are hurt" Shannon whispered, hoping Jeff would hear.
Jeff suppressed a shriek as the man pushed down forcefully on his stomach "Scream" Jeff panted, trying to regain his composure, but did nothing. "Jeff!" Shannon pleaded, clutching his aching sides. The man laughed quietly. "Go to hell bastard" Jeff growled quietly with a groan.
"I'll MAKE you scream then" The man said, stepping with his full weight on Jeff's stomach. Jeff's eyes bulged and he gave up, letting out a low- pitched scream, continuing it until he could breath, pain searing through every inch of his body. He could have sworn there would be a permanent dent in his stomach. He screamed with all of his voice, getting louder and louder, the two fierce pains mingled and merged, as Jeff thrashed in pain under the weight, begging silently for release.
Shannon was sobbing at the pain his friend was in, covering his ears and wailing, not wanting to hear Jeff's agony.
The man suddenly stopped laughing when the sound of voices broke through the trees "Shit' He murmured loudly, looking to and fro and then yelling, this isn't over!" and dashing off, leaving Jeff and Shannon wondering what they had done wrong in the first place.
The person behind him was forceful, but not to an extent that it hurt him, only sometimes a jab in the side to make him move quicker.
Shannon kept looking up, squinting his eyes against the black cloaking darkness, looking for Jeff's slender form, but not being able to make it out against the darkness, closing in from all sides. It was almost pitch black, he couldn't see in front of him, and he didn't dare to look backwards to his attacker, though even if he did he doubted it would be any different.
"Please let us be okay, please let us be okay" He was so very scared. He could feel the anxious, nervous sweat pouring down his body, gathering on his forehead. He didn't want to do anything wrong, especially if it would run the risk of him getting Jeff hurt. He wouldn't so much mind if it was him, but he would avoid it if he could. He was not fond of pain.
Jeff tried to pick up his pace, his feet seeming hardly to touch the ground, without running. He easily dogged brambles and weeds, his footsteps light, bouncing off the ground as thought it where rubber. "I should have guessed it was a person' Jeff muttered angrily to himself inside his head, I can't do anything right! And now look what's happened!" He had the strong urge to start attacking his body again, the dirty, unwashed feeling returning to him as soon as he had remembered it, but thought against it. "Not now' he thought, I have to think of Shannon"
He couldn't help but feel slightly afraid for his own well being as well. This was all so confusing, EVERYTHING was confusing right now! "Why me?" Seemed to be one of Jeff's key phrases.
His heart skipped a beat and leapt into his throat when he heard a pain filled cry from behind him. "SHANNON!" He cried turning and about to leap back, attacking Shannon's captor had not crossed his mind before.
"DON'T MOVE!" The person with Shannon roared, stopping Jeff dead in his tracks. He was torn. "Should I attack or not?" He thought to himself, the thought of backing down like an obedient pet not appealing to him. "But Shannon."
With gritted teeth, suppressing a snarl, Jeff reluctantly let his poised leaping stance pass with the small wind that swept up, playing with his hair, dancing with the stars. He tried to relax and didn't move a muscle.
Shannon couldn't hear Jeff moving and he was glad, even though when he looked upon it later that sounded a little selfish. He didn't want Jeff hurt "Anything but Jeff" He would almost rather him injured than Jeff, but some small part of him told his him that if he had the chance, he would sacrifice Jeff any day, if it meant no harm would come to him himself. "No, no I wouldn't' Shannon tried to shake the thought out of his head, I am not like that.I don't think." And suddenly he was unsure.
A rough squeeze to his neck bought Shannon back to reality, and out of his self-consuming thoughts. The awful doubt disappeared and the fear resurfaced. "I don't know which is worse" Shannon mumbled quietly, his voice seeming like a mere squeak.
" SHUT UP RUNT!" Shannon's captor, definitely a man, yelled. Shannon fell to his knees, his breath shortened from a hard kick to the stomach, leaving Shannon unprepared and breathless. "SHANNON!" Jeff cried, leaping back towards his friend.
He was stopped short when he felt a large, strong hand clamp round his throat. He gasped in sudden shock, clawing at the person's hand for freedom, trying to ignore the fact that the hand was getting tighter by the second. "JEFF!" Their where tears in Shannon's eyes now, and he slowly got up, stumbling to regain his balance.
Jeff continue swiping with all the aggression he could muster, but the hand was getting tighter quickly, amongst the shouts of his holder's pain, and was just as quickly cutting off Jeff's air supply. Gasping harder now, trying hard to get in some oxygen through the small opening he had, Jeff continued the assault, letting his captor blood pour down his own hands, but found his strength slowly fading.
The man saw the advantage and gave Jeff's neck a quick, hard squeeze, Jeff stopping gasping for air. "JEFF!" Shannon wailed, hot tears blurring his small vision in the darkness. He knew he had to do something. He got to his feet and ran; spear like, straight towards the man's legs.
He was met with a knee to the face for his efforts and reeled back in pain, feeling blood trickling down his face. "STAY STILL!" The man had regained some order now, but Jeff began scrabbling at his bare hands again, the man giving a shout. "Stop that, you spit fire!" He yelled, kneeing Jeff in the stomach hard.
Jeff's eyes bulged and he groaned, the hot pain searing through his stomach. He groaned loudly and grabbed his stomach and feel to his knees, not moving, trying his hardest to concentrate on his breathing as it came in short quick gasps for oxygen. "Jeff?" Shannon's voice was a terrified quiver. The man's hand was still clamped securely around Jeff's neck. There was a satisfied grunt from him as he said "That'll keep you quite for a bit, you little hell hound"
Jeff winced, baring his teeth into a snarl. He prayed the sun would come up soon so he could take a look at this guy properly.and decide where to attack from first. The thought of making the guy pay brought a sick smile to Jeff's lips.
The pain in Jeff's stomach previously and the pain newly added from this new blind side attack was enough. He drew his hands to his stomach, groaning in agony, pleading to some unknown force that it would all end.
Shannon whimpered quietly on the ground, tears making his sight fuzzy as he scrambled around on his hands and knees sobbing. "Stop your whining, runt!" The man was obviously impatient by then and aimed a blind kick at what he thought was the source of the sobs.
Shannon gasped as the foot connected, but not with him.
Jeff fell limply to the ground, shuddering hard and clutching his face where the kick had landed, his lungs heaving as he tried to breath and cope with all the pain. Shannon let out a small, strangled shriek and crawled blindly over to where he had heard Jeff's body hit the earthy ground. He flung himself to the ground next to Jeff, laying on Jeff's chest and whimpering unstoppably. Jeff petted his hair gently, and whispered quietly "It's OK"
Shannon listened to the rhythmical beat of Jeff's heart, and noticed quickly that it wasn't so rhythmical. Thump.thump thump.thump, thump, thump was what Shannon heard. "Jeff?" He whispered suddenly very concerned for his friend's health.
Shannon yelped as he was torn off Jeff, Jeff's flailing arms to slow to catch his small friend as he was dragged off roughly by the hair. "You are not going near him" was all the man had to say as he promptly discarded Shannon, swinging him by the hair and let going, where he landed with a loud winded thump on the ground two metres away with a low groan.
"You don't talk much do ya?' Jeff tore his eyes away from the direction Shannon had flown to and looked up but was greeted only by darkness, how about you talk? Scream" The man instructed. Jeff suddenly knew the voice, but had a feeling he hadn't heard it often enough to put a name to it.
"I'd rather die" Jeff murmured angrily, trying his best to keep his dangerously swelling temper at bay. "Alright then, how about I give you a little push" His foot was on Jeff's stomach in an instant. "Scream"
Jeff's eyes flickered with the thought of pain but didn't flinch. "Jeff just do it!" Shannon's weak voice floated from Jeff's left. "I know you are hurt" Shannon whispered, hoping Jeff would hear.
Jeff suppressed a shriek as the man pushed down forcefully on his stomach "Scream" Jeff panted, trying to regain his composure, but did nothing. "Jeff!" Shannon pleaded, clutching his aching sides. The man laughed quietly. "Go to hell bastard" Jeff growled quietly with a groan.
"I'll MAKE you scream then" The man said, stepping with his full weight on Jeff's stomach. Jeff's eyes bulged and he gave up, letting out a low- pitched scream, continuing it until he could breath, pain searing through every inch of his body. He could have sworn there would be a permanent dent in his stomach. He screamed with all of his voice, getting louder and louder, the two fierce pains mingled and merged, as Jeff thrashed in pain under the weight, begging silently for release.
Shannon was sobbing at the pain his friend was in, covering his ears and wailing, not wanting to hear Jeff's agony.
The man suddenly stopped laughing when the sound of voices broke through the trees "Shit' He murmured loudly, looking to and fro and then yelling, this isn't over!" and dashing off, leaving Jeff and Shannon wondering what they had done wrong in the first place.