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This is Chapter 2 of My Blue Moon.
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Yona POV
An ear-splitting, raw, banchee scream vibrated though the fresh morning air. I immediately opened my eyes , confused and alerted. They adjusted to the familiar room and mats scattered unneatly across the ground.
What is going on? Where is everyone?
I've heard crys before, but never like that.
Quickly, I got up and exited through the tiny shack. The gloomy, dense sky hovered over me, reminding me of its sadness and anger. I ran silently towards the castle, worried if someone will see me.
The bumpy rocks beneath my feet slowly transitioned to the soft green grass.
Bam!
A loud, sharp noise splitted the sky.
A gunshot.
Fear creeped over to me.
I felt a tiny droplet on my arm. Then another.
As I looked up at the sky, it cried, unleashing sorrow.
But for whom?
I ran faster. My legs ached. My heart pounded. My lungs greedily took oxygen like a famish person eating a buffet.
I ran inside the castle, no longer caring if someone spots me. I was going to the kitchen where I usually work when I saw people..
My coworkers were lying on the ground with red paint splattered on them.
But it wasn't paint.
It was blood.
And in the middle of the massacre , two people were standing.
Chi, a slave like myself, with an indignant expression on her face.
And Master, with an indifferent look and a gun in his hand.
He aimed his gun at her heart.
Nobody said anything, but I saw Chi glancing my way for a split second.
"Run," she said with her eyes.
My body said yes.
My mind said no.
No. No. No.
BAM!
She crumbled to the floor like a ragged doll, along with the others of the beautiful dead.
Her body fell.
Her eyes closed.
Her heart stopped.
Like a beautiful ragged doll.
"Run"
~My Blue Moon~
I awoke from the cool sensation from the towel on my forehead.
The place was dark, but I could still see things like the small room I was in.
I was lying on a mat with some kind of white fur draped over me. I touched the fur lightly. The soft fabric comforted me somehow.
I removed the towel and tired to get up.
Pain erupted, and my muscles reminded me that they sore. I pushed those feeling away and managed to get on my feet.
Suddenly, I heard the soft bells and turned my head to where it was coming from.
Someone grabbed my wrist.
Panic ushered inside of me.
What is he going to do?
I looked up and saw a tall man with short blue hair wearing a horned skull mask with bells attached to the left horn. He was wearing a blue comfy long sleeved robe with fingerless gloves.
He stared at me.
I stared back at him.
Then, he placed his other hand on my forehead for a coupled seconds.
He put his hands back down and got something from his pockets.
He brought out a banana and a small water bottle and offered it to me. Warily, I thanked him and took it.
"How are you feeling?" He inquired softly.
Suddenly, I remembered the wounds I had from the incident.
I felt the smooth cloth with salve over my injuries on my sides, arms,...and my back.
My back.
He saw my back.
But I pushed the thoughts away for now.
"I'm fine. Thank you for saving me. Without your help, I would have died."
And I wouldn't have cared..
A heartbeat past, then another.
He didn't say anything, so I asked, " What's your name? Mine is Yona."'
"Shin-ah."
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