Chpt.2
"If you do what I say, I won't kill you." Mirror Master stated and I raised an eyebrow at him. Where did he get off thinking he could tell me what to do? I only listened to people I respected and so far, I didn't respect this guy one bit.
"No." I stated, crossing my arms.
"Listen you little brat! I'm willing to kill you to get what I want so you are going to listen." He frowned. I paused for a moment, trying to think up what to say.
"Tell me what you want me to do, and I'll think about it." I informed and the man looked at me unamused.
"You'll think about it?"
"Yeah, you heard me."
"What part of, 'Do what I say or die' isn't getting through to you!?" he exclaimed and him shouting made me cringe. It brought back some bad memories. However, I tried to hold myself up and I yelled back,
"I don't have to listen to you!"
"Ugh!" Mirror Master huffed in frustration, but then brightened, an idea popping into his head. "If you do one little thing that I ask you, I'll bring you back to your Mommy and Daddy. Would you like that?"
"That's the last thing I want, Mister." I mumbled, glaring at the man. Before the villain could respond, a red blur appeared in the room.
Once the figure was still, I could see a man dressed all in red with a yellow lightning bolt on his chest.
"Kidnapping kids now, Mirror Master? Just when I thought you couldn't get any lower." The man stated, but seemed to be smiling a bit.
"F-flash! How did you find me?" the man questioned, shocked at the heroes arrival.
"Some leads. You're not as elusive as you think you are." Flash smirked with a small shrug. "Now you, ugly, are going to jail."
"You'll have to find me first." Mirror Master smiled, pressing a button on his belt that created duplicates of himself.
However, the Flash was quickly punching the figures like it was all a game, and then hit a solid one, knocking the man out cold.
He then ran up to me and unlocked the case I was in, which made me relax a bit.
"You okay, honey?" Flash inquired, helping me out of the contraption.
"Yeah… I think so." I mumbled, still trying to catch my breath since my heartbeat was still slowing down from being in that enclosed bubble cell.
"What's your name?" he inquired and I looked at the masked man wearily. Could I really trust him? I figured that I probably could since it was just my name.
"Lyf." I answered.
"Okay, Lyf. I'm just gonna take you back to your parents so-"
"No!" I exclaimed, quickly running off. I was swiftly back in the woods, in front of my makeshift home.
"I shouldn't've ran into the city today. I should have just stayed here, where it's safe." I whispered.
Suddenly in a blur of red stood the man who called himself Flash.
"W-who are you? G-G-Get away! Get away!" I exclaimed nervously. I was about to run away when he gripped my hand, making me wince. He was gonna hit me. I knew it.
"Let go of me!" I shouted, trying to squirm out of his hand, but it wasn't working.
"I'm not going to hurt you." Flash stated, his tone gentle and calm, but I wasn't buying it.
"Yeah, like I haven't heard that one before." I grumbled, then finally managed to break free of his hold, and I was quickly trying to run away. However, he ran up next to me, as if my sped was his comfortable jogging pace.
"Listen Lyf, it's alright. I won't do anything to you." Before I could respond, I tripped, making me skid through the land and end up in the mud.
"Are you hurt?" Flash questioned and I stared up at him. I was terrified of him. He could run just as fast as I could, if not, faster. He could hurt me so easily.
"Just leave me alone." I stated, trying to stare up at him defiantly and be brave.
"I just want to talk." He said to me in a gentle voice, and as much as I wanted to believe him, I couldn't let myself.
"Well I… I don't." I said as I stood to run again, but had to stop myself from collapsing again. I felt so faint and my stomach grumbled.
"You ran out of fuel, huh?" Flash questioned, but I shivered, thinking back to how I used to be taunted about food. How I was starved.
"What's it to you?" I questioned angrily. I didn't like being picked on. Before I could do or say anything else, I saw what I had tripped on.
It was a red fox and my heart broke just looking at how it was on the ground, panting heavily.
I was quickly by its side.
"I-I'm sorry!" I exclaimed. I knew how it felt being kicked in the ribs and I knew that from how fast I was running that it must've hurt. A lot.
I could hear Flash walking up to me and my fear of him briefly vanished.
"Will he be okay? I-I didn't mean to kick him. I didn't. I-I'm so sorry." I frowned, but Flash shook his head.
"It's fine. The fox is just a bit winded is all." Flash informed, which made me relax a bit. At least the fox would be alright.
However, my mind swiftly came back to the situation at hand of getting away from Flash.
I saw that Flash was about to say something but I didn't want to hear it. I just wanted to get away from him. He was a problem and I was going to run away from him, just like my other problems.
However, since I was so focused on the Flash, I wasn't paying attention as I tried to run with what little calories I had left, and I crashed into a tree.
With a loud thud, and a sharp pain shooting through my head, everything started to fade to black.
