Dying

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Is this it?

Blood poured from every part of his body. He could barely breathe. His eyes were in a fight with him for staying open.

He coughed again, trying to breathe in something other than his blood.

Before he could do much more, his body spoke for quickly.   

I'm gonna die.

He lost consciousness in a heartbeat.

He slowly stirred awake.

He shifted aching, why was it too much effort to get up?

In a instinct he got a feel for his surroundings. His foot was on a chain as he hung from it. The blood was rushing to his head. He had a few bandages on damage areas, someone had mended him to life but not all away.The patches were messy, rough.

He shuttered as he watched people come in, he felt like he was on display.

How could I have let it get this far?

He was a animal to them. Villains came in, took a close look at him then went to get a drink. Amused a hero was caught and shown like this.

He was on display to be brought.

The hero didn't even know how he ended up in this bar. He wanted out bad, whimpering like a scared animal.

How long had he been here? He grunted as he grew drowsy again. His vision was fuzzy as he watched villains laugh, drink, fight.

He was so out of place. In the corner, with his bright blonde hair and welcoming hero costume. Everyone else with their darker clothing, and hard demeanor.

"Mmm..."

He whimpered in fear as a figure got closer to him. His vision was so bad at this point, he needed to be on stable ground.

"Well, what do we have here?" The voice spoke with venom.

They looked at the price tag.

"And you're affordable." The voice sounded oddly familiar.

It sounded male as he felt him make contact with his body.

"N-no!" Hawks whimpered.

Hawks was no match against the huge hand

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Hawks was no match against the huge hand. He heard the chain un-click with the male's help. His foot was free as he fell into the palm.

The male smirked bringing him closer to his face.

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