The Flow Of Time (ahit reader insert)

Chapter 2 REWRITE

"Yes. Mafia leaves now." After answering your question the man resumes his walk leaving you to your own devices. You stand there watching as the man's figure becomes smaller and smaller with each step he takes. 'What...what do I do now...' You wondered about trying to process the info you were given. Staring at the man your eyes drift from his figure to the various buildings on your left. 'Maybe I should try to look for help.'

You brush off the remaining sand that was left and took off to mafia town.

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Now any sane person would never think of walking through a town that's filled with criminals. I mean the town is literally labeled mafia town unfortunately for you, you had nowhere to go nowhere to get help but there. From above mafia town looked colorful and beautiful but on ground level was a different story. Entering mafia town you thought it would look like what you saw but nope wandering around mafia town you would see trash everywhere in some places it was so bad that you honestly felt like gagging(Not to mention the times you swear you saw cockroaches scurrying about). Throughout the buildings, some were in perfect pristine condition while others seemed abandoned and torn down a lot of walls and buildings were just coated to the brim with graffiti. It was filthy and seemed like your average big city but just way worse.

Okay, the town overall sucked but oh maybe the people aren't so bad. Wrong. Stepping foot into the town you were in disbelief. Around you were people but the thing was that they all looked like the guy that helped you. At this point, you felt like your brain was fried with the overwhelming questions you had. 'How on earth do these people look the same? Are they somehow all siblings? Is anyone here even a girl?' Before more questions could pile up you snapped back onto the task on hand. Now wasn't the time to question you needed help. So you with every person that passed by you asked and called for help only to be ignored, yelled out, and even have an empty can thrown at you.

Sighing in defeat you slump on the wall. You felt annoyed with all those people that you just wanted to lash out but given that you were a small teen compared to those tall, buff people you would have ended up on the floor if you did lash out. Even though you felt annoyed there was one emotion that was more prominent. You felt alone. What would you do now where would you go? Was there anyone other than these people that could help you?

You slump lower and lower on the wall until you were sitting down on the dirty floor though you didn't care at that point. You watch as people walk past you off to do other important things than waste their time on you. As you stare you feel something by your side. You turn your head to see what it is only to see a crow? (Or at least what you assume is a crow) It seemed to be interested in you as it started inching its way closer to you. "Oh hey, little guy." You spoke softly. The crow looks up at you with its beady yellow eyes. "You don't look like any crow I've seen before," Reaching down you cup the bird in your hands bringing it up to eye level. "Still your pretty cu-"

*PECK*

All of a sudden the bird jumps up and pecks your forehead. "OW! MOTHER OF GO-WHAT THE HELL!" You shout in pain. The pain from your head causes you to drop the bird to caress the bruise. The little thing scurried off probably to cause more mayhem. After grumbling out some more not so friendly words you got up from your position but you felt like something was missing. Instinctively you pat a certain area on your uniform there you realize what was missing. The little shit stole your council member badge. Once again you went on a tirade of not so friendly words.

Yep mafia town was the absolute worse

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"Now what am I gonna do." You sigh, rubbing your forehead in thought.

After that fiasco, you ended up at a quiet spot in mafia town, sure it was still dirty as the other place but there weren't that many people, and thank goodness there weren't any crow's insight. Currently, you were resting on a table and chair you found. You didn't want to just sit down and do nothing though, you wanted to try to seek out help and guidance again but after what happened you were still pretty bummed out. 'Uh, who needs those people I can find a way to help myself. I don't need those people's help.'