One shots |TrashmanXSnekboy|

Escape

No long explanation before this, Just Warning: ANGST, torture, abusive/uncaring living situation, every thing you'd expect for an exam paper, being beaten close to death, knocked into unconsciousness, slight kidnapping. I think that's everything, but Please comment if ive missed anything, cos I cant really tell

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Fast. Fast. I need to be fast. He might catch me any moment, No. I know he is, he's going to catch me and take me back he- he- he- No.

They are not going to find me. I'm free and they don't even know I left.

The sun is slowly rising behind the grey clouds. They won't start looking for me for a few hours yet. I can see the border, with its shifting hues, Light pastel blue subtly changes into a darker midnight blue and finally to a deep crimson red. The main colours of the 'heroes', Morality, the healer, Logic, the planner, and Creativity the strength respectively.

Close, Close I'm so close. I've almost made it, That is until I hear something big, angry and fast approaching.

No, No, No. How could I have forgotten about the monsters in these woods. He can control them, see through their eyes. If it sees me he'll find me for sure and all my work will have been for NOTHING!

I'm still running, my breath quick and shaking. I try to remove my jacket that is concealing my raven wings. I clasp the jacket in my hand and push off the ground.

Just a little further, Then i'm free.

Free from him, Free from the tests. Free from this awful life.

My wings work harder at that thought. The border is so close now I can almost feel the warmth and light.

I softly land on the ground a few steps away from the border separating the heroes from the villains. Remembering where I'm going to be. I shrug on my jacket and hide my wings, the only thing that could indicate that I don't belong on that side. All of us on this side have animalistic features: a snake, an octopus and him, looking back to the castle, its black walls high and strong.

I sigh, taking the final steps and.. The overwhelming feeling of warmth and comfort that washed over me brought me to my knees in the lush green grass.

I hear footsteps ahead of me and out of fear I hid in a nearby bush not knowing who it was.

They wore a knee-length tan skirt with a light blue button-up, Morality. From what I remember them telling me He was the reason we got cast out to be forgotten, but, he doesn't look malicious or even like he could hurt anyone.

I look down at my outfit to check for marks before I introduce myself to Morality, only to find that the whole thing was different. My once black jacket now had purple stripes instead of grey, my shirt and trousers have also changed to purple and black and lastly my shoes instead of being black and grey checkered they are plain purple.

Suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around my shoulders, a second pair of gloved hands covered my eyes and mouth, 'Where are the other two?' I thought as I heard a muffled snap, and the feeling of teleporting. When we appear the ground is quickly connecting with my face and most of my body as I'm thrown to the ground.

I just lay there, unmoving, already having accepted whatever was going to happen the moment the first pair of hands touched me.

"Get up."
What?
"Hurry up, Get up. Go to your room and stay there, he's very angry. You are just lucky it was me who found you, not him. If he had I can imagine you'd be able to move for a while."
"Why? Why are you being kind, You never usually do that, it's normally passive aggressive comments."
"It's not kindness, It's boredom, and I can't let you hurt Cephy by abandoning him."
"But I can't stay here, you said it yourself just now. He beats me close to death every time I mess up even a little, or just if he's in a bad mood."

He sighs, "Please just go to your room. He's going to be annoyed if he checks in there and you aren't there, you also need to change out of that outfit."

I walk out of the room and start to head to my room but I bump into someone. Someone tall and in orange. Oh sh*t sh*t sh*t. I'm really going to die. Oh well I suppose it is punishment. He looks down at me and grins, he grabs my arm and drags me to a room.

-Time skip about two hours-

He looks down at my almost lifeless body, my eyes squinting trying to see through the curtain of blood leaking from the gash on my head. Everything hurts and with one final kick to the stomach everything goes black.