The Flash Disk

Chapter 3.

Warning:

Blood i guess

Notes:

Let's just jump right into it!

Pov. Tubbo:

Tubbo was running away from his home as far as he could. He didn't want to get caught by cops or whatever they sent after him. He was running through the busy streets of the city, his hoodie was completely wet from the rain.

He didn't exactly know where to go, so he took a turn to a small alleyway. This city have lot of those. Maybe he would be able to find shelter here. Just something small so he can rest without rain pouring onto his face.

He was very tired. He didn't sleep normally for like 2 weeks and now it was like 3 Am and he was running outside,in the rain, trying to get away with crime. He felt like passing out every second. But he really didn't want to sleep in the open.

So he continued his way through the alleyway. His feet started hurting. He didn't have any more energi to continue. So he settled in some old, big enough, cardboard box. 'Better than sleeping in the rain.'

It took him a bit, but after a while he fell asleep. But not for long.

He woke up. It was still dark. But that wasn't nearly as bad as the thing that woke him up, the sound of guns shooting. 'What the hell? Did they find me that fast?'

He could hear lots of footsteps coming in his way. He standed up the fastest he ever had and ran in the opposite direction. His head was spinning from the fast action but that didn't slow him down.

He was running through the alleyways like it was some kind of labirint. At this point he had no idea where he was. He already ran through so many, that he completely lost a sense of direction. Though better to get lost than shot. It's not like he has a place to return to anyway.

The footsteps were starting to get quieter. But he wasn't slowing down. As he was running an impact forced him to stop entirely. He bumped into someone.

He fell backwards by the strong force. 'Auch'. He looked up on whoever he had encountered. There was a tall guy towering over him. He had dyrty blond hair, plain white clothes and a gun.

'Holly shit! Is he one of them? Is he gonna shoot me? Am i gonna di-'

But to Tubbos surprise he picked him up and pulled him away. 'Wait, why hasn't he shot me yet?' But he wasn't complaining as he noticed some armored guys trying to get a good aim at them. But the guy tugged him behind the corner in time so they missed. The bullet missed his face by milimeters.

They were running through the alleys as the shots rang behind them. Tubbo's wrist started hurting from the strong grip of the tall guy. But despite their situation, they were at least a bit lucky. As they turned around another corner they finally saw an exit of the alleyways.

They ran out of the alley back to the busy city streets. They ran into a big crowd of people and acted innocent . When the soldiers ran out of the alley they didn't seem to notice them. 'We're lucky that they haven't noticed us with this guy's height and very unusual clothes.'

He then pulled him back to the alleyways. They were walking for a bit. Neither of them said anything. The guy then out of nowhere collapsed on the ground.

"Wait! Are you alright?" But nothing was said in return. 'What am I supposed to do? Well I can't call a hospital. I shouldn't be asking others for help otherwise I could get caught. Should I just leave him here? But he was running from those guys also, so maybe he knows something.' In the end he decided to stay with him. He would ask him some important questions when he wakes up.

So Tubbo sat there, looking at the guy. He just now noticed he was bleeding. There was blood all over his arm. 'How did I didn't notice this before? They must have shot him, poor guy.' Tubbo looked inside his bag and pulled out a small medkit. He then took a piece of bandage and wrapped it around the bleeding spot. 'Better than nothing I guess.'

'But like... who is he? They were clearly after him. I was almost convinced that they sent the forces after me. Does he have something to do with the place I hacked? Well I will hopefully have some answers when he wakes up. Hope he is not gonna kill me or something.' Tubbos thoughts were running wild. But he was already too much tired.

So tubbo got a comfortable sitting position and waited for the guy to wake up. As the sun was starting to appear he was slowly falling asleep. He lastly glanced over the flash disk on his neck before he fell asleep.

But he can't have even one goddamn sleep, becouse not that later after he have fellen asleep a screaming woke him up again.

Notes:
Hope you enjoyed.
I'm tired.