Plot Twist!.....Not Really....Never Mind....

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Preston's P.O.V.

Sun piercing through my eyes I groaned, snapping my eyes open holding my breath as a fuzzy face was inches from mine.

"Hello!" It chirped backing away from me as I jolted upwards, cold sweat pouring off of my forehead all I could do was stare at the fuzzy creature.


"Hi?" I greeted sounding as if I was questioning instead. Why was I in a.......Oh yeah......How long was I out anyways?....Don't know...

Tilting my head to the side I laughed as I noticed the fuzzy creature watching me like a hawk. Scooching away from the bed of moss I straightened out my knees

Standing up. The fuzzy creature following my example he stood on his back legs with ease. Looming over me by at least four feet.....Geez....Never mind trying to be the big guy...

"How long have I been out?" I asked rubbing the dust out of my eyes. My vision sharpning as soon as my arms fell limp to my sides.

"About a week or two...Maybe three....Bac's don't keep track of time...They keep track of how awesome fish is!" The....Bac? Was it? replied. So I was out for a while.

"What's your name?" The fuzzy creature asked his nose sniffing something. Probably me.....I mean...I don't smell too bad...

"Preston...You?" I questioned a smile dancing onto my face as soon as he introduced himself. Bowing downwards I stiffled a laugh as his small little tail swayed back and forth happily like a puppy's

"My name is Jerome, man of the bacs! By the way Preston, I know you're part mob." Jerome introduced my breath catching in my throat as soon as he said so.

"How do you know?'' I questioned causing him  to cock an eyebrow. (It means raise guys not the other thing nasty Gummy Bears XD)

"Why do you think I smelled you? I don't just sniff the air at random!" Jerome laughed grinning.....Did he know which part mob I was...

"What rank am I? Mob wise I mean..." I wondered worry washing over me as soon as he responded.

"Blood red, you aren't from this realm. Now are you?" Jerome poked smirking. Please don't know which mob I am part of...Please...

"Which part mob am I then?" I chirped cocking an eyebrow as he scrunched his nose thinking hard as he sniffed the air.

"Not sure....You damn are powerful though....Like extremely...You certainly are a boss though that's for sure.." Jerome responded confused and I smirked...

It was a win win....I'll take it....At least he didn't know which one...And he can't find out...Whatsoever....

They'll burn me if I do.....Guilt wrapping around my heart for lying about my sickness I sighed. Jerome watching me as I stayed deep in thought.

No One Can Know...

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