1: Cold and alone

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(Zane's POV)

It was early December and I was curled up in a ball trying to stay warm luckily it hadn't snowed yet but it was still really cold the only thing keeping me alive was the warmth my clothes provided.

It had been a few months since I left the nether. The whole time being alone except when I first left and was taken to Phoenix drop but that was only a day or two.

as I thought to myself I curled into my mask in hopes it would warm me up, unfortunately a mask on my face wasn't going to warm my shivering body.

my eyes were heavy but I was scared, scared that if I fall asleep I wouldn't wake back up. But alas the body gets what it wants sooner or later and I fell asleep on the cold hard ground in the little cave I have been calling "home". Still shivering, no fire, no blanket, no nothing. Just me and the cold stone floorings.

~time skip~

I woke up but didn't bother opening my eyes. I heard something in the distance hoping it was a wolf or something that could kill me and save me from this pain I stayed still. Breathing enough to let whatever it was know that I was food and was up for grabs.

It came closer, and closer to me until it was right at my side. I stayed put and braced myself for impact shutting my eyes as hard as possible. And it was an impact but not one that I had to worry about it was soft and warm... it was a jacket?.. why?.. who's there?..

I tried opening my eyes or protest, maybe even kill whoever it was. But the warmth of the jacket kept my body from moving away from it instead I just nestled into the warmth.

I felt hands go under my legs and back picking me up and cradling me in there arms there warmth was enough to calm my heart that at one point during this whole ordeal started racing. After a few moments they started to walk I let out a Yelp at the sudden movement. They stopped once more. Tightening there grip to ensure I wouldn't fall. Then they spoke in a soft whisper calm and sweet

"Shh... it's ok... It's all ok... I promise... I'm right here... I'm not going to hurt you..." I instantly knew the voice and I cussed myself out in my head for everything,

allowing myself to drop my guard, falling into his warmth and protection like I was a little kid again, not running when I had the chance. What is this? Why are you showing kindness to me? After all I did? Why? I know you haven't just forgiven me... So why play with my heart...

Garroth..?

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