Yes I know I said I wouldn't start another story until I was done my first but hehe... I sort of came up with this plot here and I was on the computer at the time and well... these things just happen. Anyhoo... I'm not sure which one but I think "In Shattered Silence" will have to come down and be put up later unless I get more reviews for it. Anyway here's this new story!

Healing You
By: A. J. Seawiel
Chapter 1: Flee

An ashen faced male sprinted down the street, two men in hot pursuit. They were mounds of muscle and the younger man knew they were out for blood. Jets of green light grazed his shoulders, burning through his robes. Wincing from the pain he continued, faster, down the cobbled streets of London. How he wished he'd passed that Apparition test, then he simply could've escaped.

He sent a stream of red-orange light over his bloody shoulder and heard a man fall with a thump, stunned. The blonde man smirked, one down, one to go. He took a hard left into an alleyway.

"Shit." He cursed as a brick wall appeared in front of him. The man turned around and looked about trying to find some means of escape.

"Malfoy!" the huge man yelled to the blonde, "you can't out run me forever."

The man called Malfoy looked up at the gates of metal above his head and a simple plan formed. "Well, I can try." He shouted back. Malfoy mumbled a spell and silvery ropes shot from his wand and attached themselves to the rusty gates. He jumped and soared up and onto the platform. The man below him growled and pulled out his own wand.

Malfoy looked around and found that another rusty ladder led from the platform to the rooftops. He began to climb it as a shot of green light nearly collided with his right hand. Climbing hurriedly he avoided most of the jets of light, save one.

Malfoy had almost reached the roof when he felt it hit his kneecap, it felt as if he'd just fell into a cauldron of fire. Without his knee he couldn't run even if he used the rest of his strength to reach the roof. The last thing he heard was the mechanical laughter of the man below him waiting anxiously for his prey to fall.

Malfoy didn't have much of a choice, he couldn't hold on to the rusty bar any longer and felt himself slip off and fall to his doom. Only, he never felt the impact of the stone ground, he felt flesh beneath him. Malfoy sat up and realized he'd landed on the man. How lucky could he get? The man wriggled beneath him and stood up, knocking Malfoy to the floor. His luck had just run out.

"I told you, you couldn't run away. Now look what happens when you fuck with the Sorcerers." The man punched him with a skull-shattering blow to the chest. Malfoy choked and felt a rib break. Another blow and he saw small dots before him, his eyes becoming hazy. He tried to stand but the pain in his knee kept him from it. He ducked the next punch but felt the next collide with his sore knee. Tears of pain began to flow from his eyes and he heard the man laugh.

"Had enough pretty boy? Why don't we end this now then?" He man punched him in the head again and drew out his wand. Malfoy fumbled for his wand, he was fighting the blood he knew was enveloping his brain. If he was going to die, so was this man.

Malfoy didn't hear what happened after the sirens. He didn't feel the hands of a brown haired beauty force little life back into his body. All he felt was the coldness of near death and the warmth of life.

"Malfoy, can you hear me?"

Yes I know, really short but it's a rather interesting start don't you think? Please review and tell me what you think! Peace out!