Zanmau

Chapter 1: Zane's Plead

Aphmau's POV

I heard a voice calling me. I swung my eyelids open and I found myself laying in my bed with my sword on my nightstand. I gasped for breath as I shot upright and grabbed my sword. "Maybe it was a dream" I whispered to myself. I heard the voice call me again and this time I could make it out "Aphmau help me". How did he know my name? I slipped on my shoes, careful not to wake my roommates Laurence and Garroth. I put my sword in my sheath that hung on my back and tiptoed out of the room. I followed the voice into the forest. I sprinted as fast as I could deeper and deeper into the forest. All I could think about is how mad Garroth and Laurence would be if they found out what I was doing. I knew how dangerous this was but I didn't care. The voice made me feel... Weird. Safe even. After about 20 minutes I came up to a clearing where someone in a black cloak was stand lifelessly. "Hello?" I said in a strong and clear voice that sounded more confident then I really was. "It took you long enough" He growled in a deep voice. "Wait I know this voice" I said and took a step back in surprise. "Your-!" I started but he cut me off by grabbing the head of the cloak and pulling it down till I could make out the face. What I saw scared me more then I thought it would. "Z-Zane?!" I yelled and fell back in terror and surprise. "What is wrong with your... skin?" I asked? Zane's skin was pale, well paler then normal. His eyes were lifeless. "Aphmau help me. He is hurting me. He has-" He choked on the words "He has hurt you".