'The Pure Ones'

Chapter Three

Toshiro's POV

"W-what? Is this a joke?!" I ask, biting my lip. Erai tilts his head, "Do you really think an elf would joke about death?" He laughs as I shake my head a little. Elves are portrayed as nice people, I wouldn't think they would joke about this. Anyway, they aren't really nice people, I see. I back away from him a little on his bed, as that was where I was sitting.

I hit the wall, right by his window. Erai crawls onto the bed and grabs the collar of my shirt, pointing the knife at my throat. With a crazy smirk, he starts to speak. "Any last words? It's only polite to let get one last say." I breathe heavily as I lift up my hand shakily. I grab the knife's blade, but don't press my hand too hard. "T-this knife...It's..." I stop, leaving Erai confused. "What the hell are you trying to-" I use my other hand and grab the handle. I move the opposite one as well and turn the blade facing him quickly. His hand overlaps with mine as he removes it from my shirt and to the knife.

"It's supposed to go through me, right? What if it happens to go through you?" I question, managing to hide my fear. He keeps his eyes on the knife, not speaking. I grit my teeth and push forward, which he just quickly backs away. "W-Well?!" He looks up from the knife upon my voice coming once more. Erai yanks the knife upward, causing my grip to loosen.

"Hmph. Nothing, because it won't even occur." The dirty blonde responds and yanks the knife entirely from my grip. I stare at him, my eyes widening. His smirk come back and he waves the knife teasingly. Before he could kill me, I crawl away from the corner the moment I got to. I turn around and kick him off the matress.

The window.

I turn around and push the window upward. Then, I push the screen off and look off the edge for a split second. It's a pretty far jump. I breathe out and stick my head out first. Before I could escape, a hand grabs my arm. I stick my head back in and turn around. His grip grew stronger on me. "L-Let me go..." I let out a little whimper, showing my fear of dying.

I don't want to die.

He laughs a little, shaking his head. "I can't do that." He answers, his voice showing slight exhaustion. I bite my lip and kick his head. His hand slides down my arm, his nails digging into my skin. I didn't notice before, but they were quite sharp. It caused a deep scratch in my left arm. "A-ah..." I stare down, watching some blood seep out of my skin.

I hate blood so much. It shows that someone got hurt. And.. that pain quickly follows.

I kick him again and again, until my arm escapes. The first chance I got, I jumped out the window. A scream escapes my lips as I decend closer to the surface. I shut my eyes as I hit the ground, pain going through my body. I stumble as I stand back up, almost being on the ground once more.

I run to a nearby forest and stop right by the entrance. Grabbing my right shoulder, I grit my teeth. Did I break it? Mostly likely, my shoulder was the first to hit the surface, cushioning the rest of my body from injury.

I hear a sound and quickly run into the forest. I have no clue if it was Erai or something else, but I can't take any chances staying in the open. I fail to pay attention to the ground below me and trip on a tree root. I roll down the hill that was in front of me, getting scratches from the nature around me. I soon stop.

Clenching my fists, I try to lift myself up. I fail to do so from the lack of energy. Listening to the bugs around me, I lay there completely motionless. Soon, another sound comes to my ears; voices. I let out a plead for help just as my vision starts to blur.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yeah, it came from over there.."

"It's a boy!.. Call an ambulance!"

That's the last I heard before I blacked out.