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Lucy's POV~

Sting and I exited the abandoned building. We were now walking back to the guild. Sting is right next to me. Which is really awkward because neither of use said a word since we left the building. We weren't even a mile near the guild! And my legs were giving up on me. They felt as if they could break any minute.

My feet were dragging onto the unswept rocky trail way. Tress filled the sight. It was very dreary due to the lack of natural moon light. I wallowed behind Sting I was very short compared to him. Actually I was a very short person. I got it from my mom. I look exactly like her but younger of course. My mother died in a very younge age.

My father was a happy man. At least when I wasn't around. I remember once when I was a child I was very slender. Because my mother passed away and I began losing my hunger. My father thought I was in the right shape. But my aunt insisted. That's when I was home schooled. Both of my parents passed away.

A small chuckle escaped my plump lips. "What are you laughing about pint-sized Blondie?" Snickerd Sting. He stopped walking causing my face to collide with his broad back. My nose begain flaming with pain. I jerked back. Sadly there was a decent sized rock on the floor behinde me. I feel over straight on my butt.

I scrunched up my nose. Causing my nose to bolt with pain once again. I quickly brought my hand to my nose. I felt liquid drip out of my hand. I removed my hand from my now busted nose. Cranberry red dripped out of my hand. Down to my arm. I look up giving sting a shepish smile.

"Woah did I do that?" Sting asked astonished with a beamed smile. I slowly nodded. He chuckled while he grabbed my blood free hand helping me up. He turned around and started walking again. I reached over to my cloak pocket pulling out a small fabric peice. I rubbed it onto my hand cleaning it. And I brought it up to my nose. I pinched the top of my nose bridge.

My feet still hurt and my legs oh don't get me started. I asked sting if we were almost to the guild he said no were almost there. Why can't almost be a shorter time.

My legs finally gave in I collapsed onto my kness. Awe poor kness. A strong pain tingled up my spin. I removed the fabric from my nose to the lucky o me it stopped bleeding. The cloth was now drenched in scarlet red blood. I threw the fabric into near by bushes. Sting went to a halt and turned around.

"What now?" He huffed.

"I'm tired" I complained.

"So..?"

"Can we rest?"

"Hahaha~ No"

My eyebrows knitted together. "Why not?"

"Because I wanna go to the guild already!"

"Well we are only going to rest for 5 minutes plllllllsssss my legs are killing me I've been running and jumping for 3 hours today with no rest! Now this!" I pouted.

"Why were you running aroun-"

" ze-" I had a mini heart attack I almost spilled. Crap my mind quickly scattered around looking for a excuse. "Well you know how I'm wanted and stuff." I quickly cover over.

Sting turned around his back facing me and squated down. He then put both of his hands to the side. It looked like he was going to give me a backwards hug. I laughed in my head. "Are you going to get up or what?" Sting grunted. I chuckled "S-sure"

I climbed onto his back. To me his back was like a mountain. I hugged his waist with my legs. (Lol.) I wrapped my arms around his neck. I was very very very sleep. I felt sick. Yuuck. It wouldn't hurt to fall asleep right? I leaned my head onto his shoulder. Before I could close my eyes I saw a dark figure next to a tree in the corner on my eye.

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