I curl up as tight as I can over the vent, trying to soak up every bit of heat. The street of Earth are freezing compared to the Waste-land, but it's a little friendlier down here so I'll talk what I can get.
"Hey kid, you want a place to stay and all the food you need?" A warm voice slinks from the entrance of the ally. I startle and jerk up. A silhouette of a person blocks the ally and my plan a escape.
Slowly I get up and creep backwards to the pile of junk that leads over the wall. It just barely holds someone as small me, so he should have an issue.
"What do you mean? I'm fine. Leave me alone."
"Don't lie to me! You're on the streets," He snarls, voice no longer warm." You can come willingly or I'll take you by force." My eyes widen, he's not kidding. I take off, my damaged body barely slowing me, and climb up the junk.
There's an odd swish of sound and suddenly my soon-to-be kidnapper perches lightly at the top. I freeze then fly into action and throw pure magik at him. That creep takes it like a snowflake landed on his shoulder.
That swishing sound is the last I hear before I'm out.
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My life is a blur of pain and tests and darkness. So much darkness that soon me and it become close friends and it's comforting.
Then as if that wasn't enough I'm thrown into the heat of battle. My mind and body in so much pain and twisted beyond help. That's what I thought, then I met Kestril, Melodi, and Range. They showed me the stars light and the moons love.
They were ripped from me two years later. It's all my fault. I wish I could die, but I can't. Now I just wander, alone and so, so tired.
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Experiment FOX
FantasyDusk has had life's worse. Born into the generation where inter-dimension and world travel is normal and seeing an alien or creature of lore is an everyday occurrence. Dusk Rochel lived on the streets, got experimented on, thrown into a war, and eve...
