Just Another Nameless Ghoul

2.

no ones pov

It was an ordinary day for Rust. He got up, grabbed his backpack, and guitar, and ran deeper into the forest he lived in. He knew this forest like the back of his hands.

He ran for a few miles, until they needed to catch their breath. He stopped at a small pond in the forest. He decided this will be today's rest stop, and sat down in a tree that curved inwards, making a type shelter.

He set his backpack down and held his guitar in this hands. Before they knew they were a ghoul, they were an ordinary person. He had soft, and slightly pale skin, with freckles dotted across his face and body. Fluffy, short brownish-ginger hair, that he kept well. And beautiful Amber eyes.

He loved metal and rock, no matter what got mixed into those genres. Their favorite band is Ghost! Well, atleast it was before they had to run and hide in this forest so he wouldn't yet hunted down and killed by humans.

Humans don't have a very big liking to Ghouls, and he knew this. He also knew that the "Nameless Ghouls" weren't some stage name for the people, they were actual ghouls. So thats why he had  taken time out of his life to move to Sweden, to try and find them.

He didn't know what else to do. But right now he's living his best life in this beautiful forest. He doesn't feel connected to it in anyway, he just lives here for now.

He held their guitar in their hands and started playing the riff to different songs. He would hum along to them, but suddenly stopped when he heard steps running towards him.

Panicked, he got up, threw this bag over his shoulders, along with his guitar. He climbed the nearest tree and looked down to see who was running towards him.

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R

usts pov

"Hello? Is anyone out there?" A voice had called out.

I guess I didn't climb onto a sturdy branch, because it snapped and broke off of the tree.

I screamed a very high pitched and shrill scream and hit the ground with an audible "Thwunk" sound.

I got up in a panic to make sure my guitar and belongings weren't broken. When I was done I looked up and stared at the person who ran up to my spot.

Oh my Satan.. I was just staring at one of the ghouls from Ghost-!!
And to be more specific, I was staring at Mountain!!!

"M-mountain???" I stuttered out in amazement. I couldn't tell if he was surprised that I could tell who he was or not,  but he looked down and helped me up off of the ground.

"You're coming with me, its not safe for you to be out here with your face showing." He grabbed my arm and began running somewhere, in which I'm going to assume as the church thing everyone stays at.

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A/n: 499 words, I hope you are enjoying this story so far!!