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~~Two~~

My thoughts get cut off as the man let's go of me and I fall to the ground. My eyes shoot open and I pick up my machete and scoot back into the corner I started in.

Looks like I've been given another chance to protect him.

The man gives me a confused look as someone else walks into the room.
They have black hair, chocolate brown eyes, and also glasses. They also look slightly Asian. When he walks into the room, he looks all around until he spots me.

"She isn't Mort cérébrale, is she?" He asks. The brown haired man shakes his head. "Why does she look hostile then?" The brown haired man shrugs.
"I think I might have scared her."

As the two men only a few feet in front if me talk , I stand up and hold my machete out in front of me, ready to strike.

"I'm not afraid to stab you, back up." I growl at them. They both look at me and throw confused looks my way.

Why do they look confused? Maybe they're just trying to lure me in with they're 'human emotions' to make me feel sympathy for them. They're the worst type of Cannies.

Then the Asian man's eyes light up with....realization? "You looked in her eyes, right?" He asks. The glasses guy nods. "Maybe she doesn't know about the thing." I furrow my eyebrows.

What the hell are they talking about?

"Oh..." Glasses guy says, trailing off.
Asian dude turns to me and raised his hands into the air like he's under arrest. "We aren't going to hurt you." He says. "We're just like you, normal people trying to survive." I don't even budge.
"Maybe she's crazy." Asian dude whispers to Glasses guy, but I can clearly hear him.
"Excuse me?!" I shout.
"Hey guys what's- oh hey." A lady with brown hair and cocoa eyes walks in and stops mid-sentence when she sees me. "Did you idiots scare the poor girl!" She scolds two men. They both shrug.
"We haven't tried to hurt her." Asian dude says.
"Bull!" I say, cashing everyone to turn and look at me. "Glasses guy over there took my gun and pointed it at me!" I say, trying to spare time before I meet up with my family in the after life.
"Ethan!" Cocoa girl shouts.
"What? I did it cause I thought she was Mort cérébrale!" He defends himself.
"What does that mean?"

I've never seen Cannies leave someone alive so long unless they were torturing someone. Then must be normal, right?

"Mort cérébrale is what we call the psychos that roam around murdering people. It means brain dead and we thought it sounded pretty cool." Asian dude says.
"You mean Cannies?" I ask, lowering my machete.
"Cannies?" Cocoa girl questions. "That sounds adorable." She smiles.

I completely lower my weapon when out of nowhere, the closet flies open and Leo jumps out. Before anyone knows what's going on, he has stabbed Glasses guy in the calf and Luna had bit Asian dude. They both scream and grab onto their hurt leg as Leo runs over to me and hugs my leg.
Luna stands in front of us, growling at the three people.

"That's why she was so hesitant on trusting us." Cocoa girl says.

Glasses guy pulls the very small, almost toothpick like, knife that Leo normally carries and throws it on the ground in our direction. Asian dude lightly rubs his slightly bitten leg. Both men look at me as I pull Leo closer to me.

"Lee! I told you to stay into the closet until I came and got you!" I say in a scared and worried tone.
"I know, but I didn't want you to die like-"
"She has a kid?" Some guy cuts Leo off mid-sentence as he enters the room. I glare at him.
"And a puppy!" Both Cocoa girl and Asian dude squeal. I give them weird look as I stare at the new man. He has brown eyes and curly brown hair covered by a grey beanie.
"Is someone going to tell me what's going on?" I ask. They all look at each other before Noodle head speaks up.
"We came looking for a place to rest at. We've been running around all night and are almost out of food."

I know the feelings.

"Alright." I say, still a bit skeptical about them.
"I'm T-"
"I know who you are." I cut him off. They seem odd. "You're Glasses guy, Asian dude, Cocoa girl, and Noodle head." I say, pointing to each of them as I say the nickname I've given them. Leo giggles. At this point Luna is sitting in front of us, calm, but she's still ready to attack if need be. Glasses guy behind to chuckle.
"Um, actually I'm Tyler." Noodle head says. "And that's Mark, Amy, and Ethan." He points to each person as he says their name. A wild golden retriever suddenly appears.
"Chica bica!" Mark shouts and hugs the dog.
"That's Chica." Amy tells me.
"Are their anymore of you that are going to come out of the clown car?" I ask. They laugh.
"Nope, only us five." Amy suddenly looks really sad. I nod, not caring all too much as of why she looks that way.
"I'm Y/n, this is Leo, and that's Luna." I say. As I go to point at Luna, I see she and Chica are sniffing each other.
"Is this you and your sons house?" Ethan asks, looking around the room.
I chuckle and shake my head.
"First off, he's my little brother and I'm only twenty. Second, who stays in one place during this day and age?" He shrugs.
"Seems like you're doing quite fine for yourselves." Tyler says, gesturing to the food on the nightstand.
"That's the food we couldn't fit into our backpacks." I tell him. "You can have some of it if you want since you mentioned running low." Amy's eyes light up.
"Really?" She asks.
"Yup. Just don't take it all."

She nods quickly and pulls Mark over to the nightstand to pick out which snacks they want. Meanwhile, I hold onto Leo's hand and head towards the closet. Both Leo and I grab our bags and throw them over our shoulders.
We then walk over to the table and grab the few things they left and head for the door.

"Where are you going?" Ethan asks as he opens a small bag of stale chips.
"We're heading out. Off to find a different place to stay at for tonight."

I call Luna over and we go into the living and are about to walk out the front door when I feel a hand rest on my shoulder. Turning my head, I see Ethan standing there with Amy, Mark, and Tyler behind him.
"
don't you join us? We wouldn't mind having you guys around."

I study the guys face. He looks sincere, but sadly I don't want to make friends.
You make friends and you'll someday loose them to a Cannie who never looses their thirst for blood literally and figuratively.

"We're fine. Besides, there's a place we need to get to before May."

Turning back to the door, Leo and I walk out the small house and head on our way to where we need to be.