You get a choice here, Tommy. Stay or leave... || Raccoon + Winged/hybrid Innit

The First Meeting

Warnings... Blood, hinted violence, bad fathering >:(

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   As Tommy ran, he could feel his legs aching. *I don't think I can do this anymore...* he thought to himself as he turned into an alleyway with a sharp turn. His whole body hurt like *hell*, especially his chest. It hurt as if he had run miles upon miles. He ran all the way through the alleyway.

   "Shit..." he mumbled as he backed up into a corner. he slowly looked up to see the man who fostered him just the night before, and who stabbed him with a kitchen knife in the stomach. Tommy shut his eyes tight and held his hand to his stomach with one hand, the other he placed in front of his face to try to block any kind of attack coming his way. *Well, this is the end. whoo-hoo! Life was enjoyable while it lasted.* He started thinking, slowly opening his eyes when he heard miscellaneous footsteps.

   Then, all of a sudden, someone shouted, "Hey! What the hell are you doing!? Leave the kid alone!" Tommy looked up, seeing a short man with short blonde hair and WINGS? He looked to be in his late 30-40's. He shook his head and took the distracted 'father' as a chance to run. He tightened the grip on his stomach and bolted out of the alley. He saw two other people, what seemed to be a piglin hybrid and a *human?* Never mind that, he had to leave and fast. he tried to run past them, hoping their reflexes weren't fast enough. Sure enough, the piglin grabbed his arm, pulling him towards them.

   By reflex, Tommy shifted his wings in between him and the two tall people. The human --- no, Brown haired man --- looked shocked and mumbled something subtly audible.

   "How can he have two origins, Tech?" He whispered to the pink haired piglin. *His name is Tech? That's odd...* Tommy thought. He brought his wings closer to himself to act as a shield. Suddenly, a sharp pain from his stomach made him slide to the ground. This time, he held his stomach with both hands. The two men stood there, shocked, but immediately went to help.

   "Oh, shit! Are you okay, mate?" The blond who rushed over said. He saw how Tommy curled up holding his stomach. "What happened to your stomach? Are you okay?- Never mind. let me see." he stated.

   "I- I'm... I'm f- fine.. d- don't worry..." Tommy replied sheepishly, not letting go of his stomach, but he moved his wings back to behind him, letting them in. My new family.

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   Tbc, you bitches

Word count: 444 words

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