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Chapter 16: New trouble just up ahead

[GRADUATION CHAPTER BASH 1#]

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3rd PoV

He furrowed his brows. Where was he?

He was just at- how did he come here?

He saw a river close by. Taking fast strides he stared into the calm dark water of the river.

He still looked the same. His eyes glowed a bit and he still was bloody, but otherwise... still the same.

It was only then that he noticed the bat in his hands. And the 60 knives in his jacket - those certainly weren't there before.

Not knowing where he was, or what else to do he decided to follow the river, until he came across something weird.

It was black, with dark smoke lightly emitting from it, whispers seemed to come from its inner core where the orange pigments glistened in the never ending fade moonlight above.

The thing was a passage as it seemed. It connected his side of the river to- whatever the hell was beyond it.

The raging river protested against the realm of the Fog as he set a foot on the weird passage.

He heard the whispers for real now, he wasn't just imagining things. Maybe he wasn't completely mad after all... at least not yet. The whispers weren't saying anything, they were just that, whispers.

He crossed the river and squinted into the patch of thick forest in front of him. He was always a curious one.

It didn't take that long for him to find something. The bright orange light of the campfire alerted him of people up ahead.

He crept closer and hid behind a tree. He had to be extremely careful. He just wanted to watch at first, his attire wasn't exactly „stealth-material".

A few boys, a few girls, an old man and- was that a gremlin?

His eyes trailed over to a hearty laugh. It sounded light and friendly and yet strong and fiery. His yellow orbs caught sight of her.

She was so pretty.

Her back was to him, but he could still see her adorable face as she turned her head to look at the black woman sitting criss cross slightly behind her.

Beautiful hazel hair and mesmerizing dark brown eyes, that held the windows to her pretty soul. She wore a short black sweater, bandages covered her exposed middle before her black cargo pants took over. Her boots stirred dirt up as she kicked her feet into the ground.

A girl close by had told another joke. She looked... average compared to her. A southern chick as it seems, probably American. Unlike him.

Back to his new muse. She was astonishing, stupidly pretty. He fell in love with her at first sight.

He was absolutely sure that her screams would be as beautiful as the rest of her~

He chuckled, before fishing one of his knives out and flinging it at her.

Luna felt something poke her back. „Mh."

It stinged a bit, like a mosquito bite. Another bite. She dipped lightly forward. She tch-ed. Slightly annoyed.

Was Ash throwing pebbles at her again?

She turned her head. Nothing. Another bite. Enough!

„Ash stop throwing pebbles at me." she hissed out.

„I'm over here bitch."

Luna looked up. Ash was sitting on the other side of the campfire.