Arataki Itto

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(YAY A DIFFERENT PERSON)

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I coughed and sputtered up sea water. My vision was blurry and my air ways were startlingly clear if any mucus or snot.

I was in an awkward position on the sand.

I could barely feel my fingers or feet. I just focused on breathing.

I gripped onto something cold. A rock I think.

I still can't see much.

My vision finally cleared as I tried to sit up.

My head was pounding. I groaned and looked around my surroundings.

A beach with a tall ledge surrounding it.

Something caught my attention.

A person standing far away from me with a bunch of other people.

"H-HEY!"
I shouted.
My voice cracked as I tried to scramble up from the sand.

They looked over. I waved my arms in the air.

They soon started to make their way over toward me.

I picked up my pace in running down the beach.

My Kimono sash was slightly loose around my waist exposing part of my shoulder.

These Men were wearing more Mondstadtian clothing. Some were blonde and others had visions.

It struck me. Isn't there still a vision decree?

I looked around at the men.

"Who are you? State your name."
His tone was violent and demanding.

His men surrounded me one by one.

My heart began to race.

"My name is Y/n L/n-"

"A L/n?"

"Yes-"

"The sky- Clan!?"

"If that's what we are to Inazuma then yes?"

The man stepped closer to me. He lowered his hand. I expected to help me up but I was mistaken.
He slapped me then gripped my face in his grubby hand.

I was on my knees in front of this man and his goons.

"You will go for a lot of money. Your Dads rich. We'll put up a nice bounty for you."

These people definitely weren't good people. I clawed at the mans wrist with my broken nails but they didn't do much in terms of him letting me go.

"HEY!"

The men looked behind me.

I wiggled out of the mens grasp to see a larger man charging towards us.

He had horns and white hair.
Holding a giant club.

He was charging towards us with a very fast pace. I looked over towards the men and half of them were already running down the beach away from the man.

"HEEEYAAAAAAAHG!"

The horned man bashed through the men in one hit.

They went flying left and right.

I looked up at the man.

"Wow! What total pieces of crap. Who the hell would pick on a defenseless traveler?"

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