ᏕᎥᏝᏉᏋᏒ & ᎶᎧᏝᎴ - Klance AU

ᎥᏖ ᎥᏕᏁ'Ꮦ Ꮧ ᎷᎩᏖᏂ, Ꭵ ᏰᏋᏝᎥᏋᏉᏋ!

''It's for self defense, be safe.'' She said and turned around towards the door of her room, which was downstairs.

''I didn't see nor' hear anything,'' She spoke out with an amused tone and disappeared around the corner.

Lance smiled and put the knife into his bag, while he slipped out of the house.

Once he was outside he took a deep breath, the fresh night air filled his lungs, swirling around. Lance looked into the distance, seeing some fighters of the A-team guarding the area's. Lance cursed under his breath, as he hid behind another house. He peeked around the corner, they were right in front of the entry to the forest. The side road Lance always took. He sighed, there needed to be another way. He glanced at the trees beside him, as he had no other choice than to go through the towns forest, and pray he didn't get caught.

He sneaked from tree to tree, trying to find his way and orientation. After a good ten minutes he got to the border, but of course there was a brigade there. How the hell would he get in? There was no way he could sneak past them—

''Misses McClain? What are you doing here, at this late hour too?'' One of the fighters asked. Lance glanced at them and saw his grandma standing there, oh so innocently.

''Oh, I couldn't sleep so I went for a night walk, but I can't see clearly, it's too dark. So I kind off lost my way sweetheart,'' She spoke out fluently.

''Oh, we'll escort you back home!''

''Oh thank you, honey! You're too nice,'' The old lady praised and started shuffling away, the fighters following her gradually. She was a real trickster.

Once they were out of sight Lance sprinted to the other side, ''Thanks abuela,'' He mumbled to himself, hoping the moon and stars heard and that they'd bring the message to his grandmother.

–

Lance had been walking until sunrise, he didn't know where he was going, or what he was doing. At this moment he didn't even know for sure if he had heard the noise hours ago.

''This was a stupid idea,'' He cursed to himself.

''What in Odin's name am I doing,'' He stopped in his tracks and ran a hand through his hair. Closing his eyes and sighing once again. He gave up, he didn't know where he was, nor' why he had even attempted to go somewhere, when he didn't know where somewhere was in the first place.

Suddenly he heard a groan, and his eyes snapped open. It wasn't a regular groan, it was a grunt, a loud painful grunt.

Lance followed the noise until he he stumbled into something. It wasn't exactly into something, but not over either. Lance rubbed his forehead and looked down, a huge footprint— paw-print was seen in the muddy ground. Lance's heartbeat picked up its beat, and his throat felt dry. He got up and brushed the sand off of his pants. He followed the signs of destruction, broken trees and bushes all waltzed over.

Suddenly he heard heavy breathing, which wasn't human at all. He followed it, hoping whatever was making these sounds wasn't going to kill him. But he doubted it.

Lance wiped some forming sweat from his forehead, it was like the temperature had picked up greatly in a short amount of time. The louder the noise became, the warmer the air around Lance felt.