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Dark Destination 1 :
L i t t l e B o y
小 さ な 男 の 子
Someone........ Help me!
The little boy continued to run through the thick black forest, dodging bushes, rocks, and tree stumps.
He tucked his doll underneath his purple shirt while covering the scar that was on his shoulder. The blood would not cease to stop bleeding, the more he ran, the more it bleed and even his power was unable to heal his fragile body. He was still a child who's body that couldn't heal itself fast enough.
He didn't want to die, not yet. Not now.
He promised to wait forhim,to watch the Xenuol Zhyta tonight as a family reunion. He was the only family he had left.
His father died while protecting his him, his mother, and his older brother from their enemy. His mother died after giving birth to him and was eaten alive, only having a few minutes to spend time with him and his brother.
The little boy ran deep into the forest, beginning to hear Mekanisiun howl louder and louder.
He tried to run as fast as he could, but he was slow and still small. He couldn't run as fast and there were little chances of him outrunning a Mekanisia, especially a whole pack of them.
He couldn't give up, he had to keep going. He knew that he mustn't give in. Not this time. He wanted everyone to live, even his brother.
He wanted to see him just one more time, just one more. He knew that he wasn't going to make it.
Finally, Mekanisiun catch up to him. The whole packed jump onto him, biting him until his soft pale flesh ripped. The little boy screamed in agony, he couldn't take the pain.
Suddenly, the Mekanisiun stopped biting him as soon as they heard footsteps.
The little boy laid down on the floor silently, keeping his doll underneath his shirt, hugging it. He mustn't let them see it, he mustn't!
The boy heard loud footsteps walking toward him, immediately stopped, only a feet away from him.
"Little boy," said a woman's voice, "you're such a pain, aren't you?"
The little boy gulped, starting to cry. He was scared, he wanted his brother to be with him, he wanted his brother to protect him, but this time he couldn't. This time, it was his turn to protect his brother. He didn't want him to die knowing about the truth.
"Any last words before you go to the afterlife?" she asked.
The boy slowly opened his dried mouth, at first he was scared of speaking, but spoke the words anyway since he won't be here much longer.
"Fuck you, you fake........" he said.
The lady gritted her teeth, the smirked. "What a picky shit you are. This is your punishment for messing with me."
She loudly clapped her hands together, fingertips touching the other, then turned them. She quickly separated her hands, clenching her fists, thumbs touching each other. She pulled them apart, revealing a sword handle, then the sharp white blade that came out of her hands.
The boy then smiled, gripping the doll hard.
He didn't want to die yet, he wanted to be with his brother. He wanted to spend time with him, maybe become an uncle if his brother was willingly to have kids of his own. He wanted him to draw a picture of their mom and dad, he missed them even though he haven't quite exactly met them or saw what they look like. He suddenly had an image of his brother smiling at him, calling his name, arms opening up for him to run into it and hug him.
He wanted to see him one more time.
The boy saw the lady raise her sword over her head, right above him.
The boy closed his eyes, biting his lips, hugging the doll.
Mama, Pa,he thought to himself,I don't want him to die, I don't want him to die. What should I do?
He immediately saw an image of a women standing right in front of him smiling. Her long golden hair that scattered around her. Her gentle, light peach hand reach out for him, holding her palm out, waiting. The little boy didn't understand at first, staring at that hand that seems to shine brightly. Then, it hit him... he understood what was happening. She was going to help him. He immediately took ahold of her hand, knowing that maybe there was a chance of his brother's survival.
Lady Nytara... he whispered to himself, quietly inside his mind. She simply smiled and nodded.
The boy opened his eyes, blood dripping from his eyes down to the ground. Suddenly, a star mark appeared on the ground, drying up on the ground as quickly as it could.
The lady cut the boy in half, head through his stomach down between his legs,blood flying everywhere forming a blood of pool and red markings on the trees.
The lady quickly left, tucking her sword back into her hands, retreating along with the Mekanisiun, leaving the body on the ground.
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