Chapter 03: Sneakers & Collectors

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Suddenly, it opened.

I crouched down, and stuck my hand inside the hole.

I felt a box. I took it out of the hole, and shut the door.

I opened the box, and l took out my most prized item that I own.

My tennis racket. That's right. I play tennis. If I took the strings off and connected them in a F shape, it can be a sort of weapon. Pretty handy if you ask me.

(AN: Fuji's racket on side. The black "spaces" are where Fuji's name is.)

I went to my dresser and took out a tennis bag that was hidden behind it.

I stuffed my tennis racket and some of my clothes in there.

Once it was all secure in there, I ......jumped out of my window.

I know what you're thinking, ' " Why would I jump out of a window, I cound die!? " ' ....Right?

Well, I only live in a two-story house. And my rooms window in at the front.

And well...yes, it was a quick and sort-of easy escape...I just really wanted to let sister know that she'll never get me again. Because I am free.

I made a very loud thump when I landed.

I saw my sister look outside the kitchen window, where I was.

I smirked at her, and waved my hand in a "cya" motion.

I started to run to where Tezuka was, but...I heard glass shatter.

Not daring to look back, I kept on running.

Then, I was in pain.

I fell to the ground.

Touching my back, as best as I could, I felt a knife stuck into it.

'Why does everybody like knives so much?!'

Deciding to leave that thought for later, at a safer time, I got up, ignored the pain and the knife in my now bloody back, and ran to Tezuka.

His eyes were all O.O

I ignored his...uh..fear Ithink, and, grabbed his wrist, and rand the oppisite way to Tezuka's house.

"Um..are you alright? And..why are we not going to my house?"

I was panting heavily and sweating, while, Tezuka here, was just fine.

It took me a minute to figure out what he said, because, my head was hurting. A lot.

"Because....my sister would follow us most..likely. And, if she found where I was staying at..not..only would I be in...danger, you and your..family would be...too. I...don't want that to..happen. And, i'm taking a very long way..to..get to your house."

I think he nodded. I wasn't sure. My mind was going haywire. My heart was beating loudly. And I couldn't breathe very well.

When I finally made it to the corner, I shoved Tezuka into the ally-way and gave him my bag.

"Listen...don't follow me. Go back to the...house. I'm going to...get her off my...tracks...it won't be long before she passes here...so..go...NOW!"

And with that, I pushed him foward, and kept going the way I was, not following him.

'If I wanted to help Tezuka, the least I could do was to get somebody who wanted to kill me, and soon after, Tezuka, was to keep him and his family safe.'

I just hope he doesn't go anywhere near where I was.

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Tezuka's POV

Just as Fuji pushed me away, she ran straight, never looking back.

I was extreamly worried for her. Her own sister just threw a knife into her back, which, I will add that, was still there.

She was leaving a trail of blood. As if..leading her sister away from me and my family forever..

My eyes widened in relization.

"She's going to sacifice herself for my life..?...Why..." I whispered.

I stood up.

'I'm going after her with the police after I drop her stuff off at my house.'

I nodded at my..not very accurate plan.

'Don't worry Fuji...you won't be alone in this dead world anymore.'

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Like? Well...I know it's not very long, but....it seemed like a PERFECT place to end.

Oh..XD sorry for all the "gore" things in there.

I like gore. Idk why. And, I am best at typeing gore things into stories.

I bet I could make like..16 books filed with GORE ONLY in them..XD

Yea..be scared...my mind is messed up....blame Ochimaru. He was the one who started all the "expiraments".....

Yea...

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