"Wait! Lucy please-" Angelo pleaded, but was knocked aside as Lucifer threw Jamey and Jerry out. "YOU TWO" Lucifer spoke. "Are banned from ever coming back!! You have disappointed and angered me for the last time!" Jamey rubbed his head as he got up, Jerry followed suit with tears running down his face. "Pathetic" Lucifer slammed the door and they were alone. They stood there for awhile, hearing Angelo's crying coming from his bedroom window before Jerry latched onto his arm, sobbing into it. Jamey flinched a bit at the sudden contact, but slowly petted Jerry as comfort. "Let's go" he muttered and headed towards the poverty town in front of them.
Jamey kept walking, he was disgusted with everything around him. The dirty people, the dirty buildings and the dirty ground he was walking on. He hated every second of it, he looked at Jerry who was slowly starting to calm down. He sighed as he looked around, it looked like a bad part of town, Jerry looked around. People were starting to stare, they were probably looking at their clothes, fancy and woven with silk. Jamey quickly pulled Jerry closer to him and kept walking faster, sooner or later, people started following. He glanced at them and immediately knew, they were carrying weapons. They were planning on killing them and stealing their clothing, the people absolutely knew who they were.
Jerry looked at him with worried eyes and Jamey growled softly. This was gonna get ugly, he quickly pushed Jerry in front, urging him to run. They both started running, the only place they were able to go was through the woods. A couple people immediately stopped once they entered, but quite a majority were still in high pursuit. "It's not our damn fault you're poor!" Jamey shouted back at them and quickly pushed Jerry behind into the bushes. Jerry stayed quiet as he got up and quickly started running. Jamey would need to track him down afterwards, but for now he'd have to get away from this festering mob. He kept running, gaining some distance before seeing that everyone stopped.
He slowed down, but was sure that he was far enough, just in case they tried anything. Suddenly, a pack of wolves emerged from the forest and started growling at the people. Jamey smirked and climbed a tree, he was tempted to watch, but he needed to find his younger brother. He made sure to watch the ground before hopping from tree to tree. "Fucking forest" He muttered after almost slipping on moss and vines. Jamey searched for any kind of black hair or silken white clothing. "JERRY!" He yelled out and looked around. He heard rustling coming from a bush, assuming it was Jerry, he dropped down and headed over. "Jerry it's me, are you oka-" he started before a wolf popped out and jumped him. Jamey grunted as it bit on his arm and drew blood. Jamey curled up a fist with his hand and punched it straight in it's eye. The wolf winced and let go, staggering a bit. Jamey held his arm as he slowly got up.
Just then something hard and sharp, impacted with his head and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
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"Jamey" someone whispered. Jamey groaned as he slowly started to open his eyes, but closed them again. "Jamey" they whispered again. Jamey slowly opened his eyes and was immediately greeted with a splitting headache. He felt his head, which was now wrapped in bandages. He felt another hand on his own and he jumped, looking at the intruder. "It's me!" Jerry said as he gave Jamey a big hug. Jamey sighed in relief and pulled away, taking a good look at him. He was all messed up, his hair was all over the place and his dress was basically torn. He had dry blood on his face. "What happened to you?" Jamey asked and Jerry laughed a bit nervously. "I was attacked by animals.. but uh.. they aren't normal" Jamey perked up at that, when he was little, he heard about strange rumors of mysterious people that look like animals in these very woods that they were currently in, but he was small, only a child, So he always assumed it was a myth.
Jamey looked around, finally taking in his surroundings. They were in a big... wooden cage. "You could've broke through these" He looked at Jerry as Jerry crosses his arms. "Excuse me for not wanting you to bleed out. Whoever knocked you unconscious, they almost pierced through your skull!" He looked at him sadly. Jamey felt his head a bit before shaking his head. "Doesn't matter, I'm fixed now, let's break out" He kicked through the bars and they snapped instantly. They both jumped out and heard groaning coming from behind them. They quickly turned, only to find shadows. "I always tell them, don't use sticks, don't use sticks, they break to fucking easily, but do they fucking listen to me? No" A figure emerged from the shadows, Jamey and Jerry were able to see him now. He had a wolf pelt around him and paint over him. Jerry blushed, "Nice hog" He preened and the blue haired wolf man squinted his eyes at him. "Relax Max" a woman emerged, she had pointy ears and more clothing on her, she also had a bow on her back. "Your father will deal with them" She grinned at them, especially Jamey. Jamey squinted his eyes and was struck with realization, "It was you!! You knocked me unconscious!!" He growled, but was held back by another person that suddenly emerged. The woman laughed, "That's what you get for punching my boyfriend you dick!!" She growled at him, the one called, Max, nodded and pointed at his blackened eye. Jerry tried to grab onto Jamey, but was held back by another man. He had a purple cat felt. "You're coming with us to see the king" He told them. The woman smiled, "When you're killed, tell Satan, Trisha sent you"
