Love with eternity
The moon shown brightly through the abnormally dark night clouds. There were no sounds that echoed through the town. No wind blowing, no animals moving, no nothing at all. Aside from the thick mist around the town.
A sudden shriek burst through the night. A woman was being chased by a dozen or so men. A scene most couldn't miss, but yet no one came to her aid. She continued running, banging on doors, screaming for help. Still no answer. The men kept getting closer.
Finally, while banging on a door, a light was flicked on for a moment and a shadow at a window. Then, the light flicked off. She screamed loudly for help. The person never came. She looked over her shoulder and screamed again and continued running once more.
She turned down the street only to meet a dead end. She kneeled down behind a garbage can in the shadows. The men walked into the alley. She briefly looked over the trash can to look at her pursuers. They began calling out to her. She ducked back down hoping that no one saw her.
Unfortunately, one did. He told the apparent leader of the group and he smiled a malevolent smile. He began mockingly calling out to her. Saying that they won't hurt her. A sickening thud came from behind them. He turned to see what the noise was. His eyes opened wide in shock.
The men looked around as well only to find the lifeless body of a fallen comrade. Their feet were soaked in the blood that pouring out of the neck of the man on the ground. The leader yelled, "who did this?". As if in answer to the mans question, another man fell dead to ground with his throat slit as well.
All of the men started to look around in order to find the person responsible. The woman looked over the trash can with fear apparent on her face. A string popped and two men fell to the ground with arrows in their skulls. One by one all the men were dying until only the leader was left standing alone. He was frozen to the spot on the ground where he stood.
All his men died before his eyes, all in 2 minutes! How could this be possible? He thought to himself. "W-who are you?" the man declared. A man about 5'7" walked out of the shadows. He wore a black trench coat, black leather pants and a black form-fitting shirt. He had long chestnut hair that was pulled into a long braid down his back.
The woman was terrified beyond comprehension. She wanted to look away in fear but it was fear that held her in place. She could not move even if she wanted to. She looked over the man, from his long hair to his eyes. But it was his eyes that held her attention most though. They were violet. She thought it unusual for that to be an eye color but it suited him the nonetheless.
The leader pulled out a knife and charged the clad black man. In a fluid movement the violet eyed man wrenched the knife from the attacker, flipped him onto the ground and thrust the knife through the mans throat. " I apologize for you having to see that." the violet eyed man said, " will you be ok?". She nodded wearily. "Do you need me to take you to the hospital or for me to walk you home? Is there anything at all I can help you with at all?" he asked.
She paused for a few minutes then barely whispered," I would like to go home...but I am terrified of more people coming after me. ". Unsure if he heard her or not she was about to say it again when he said, " Whether you like it or not I shall walk you home, ok?" She nodded briefly. He took a step closer and she unwillingly took a step back. He stopped, "Please forgive my rudeness. I am Duo, Duo Maxwell." he said brightly. She thought it odd for him to be so cheery with all the carnage around them.
She felt suddenly, easier, as if she knew she could trust him. She slowly rose from her place. As Duo looked her over he noticed that her jacket was ripped at the shoulder. Her hair was a mess atop her head. She looked very tired, as if she had been running all night.
She began walking then fell to the ground. Before she fell, Duo caught her. She blinked in surprise for a moment. I swear he was just 5 yards away... she thought to herself. Her ankle was hurting badly though. "You twisted your ankle pretty bad." he said in a soft voice,"allow me to carry you home?" she nodded briefly trying to hide her blushing.
He picked her up bridal style and carefully walked over the bodies strewn on the ground. He walked with such fluidity she never felt his feet lift off the ground. It felt as if they were gliding. She quickly realized the speed at which they were traveling. She became increasingly tired.
She looked up into his beautiful amethyst orbs. As if he read her mind he whispered softly," It will be ok, when you awake you will be safe..." she didn't hear the rest of his sentence before she drifted off to sleep.