Time skip to the future!

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He needed to stop somewhere, and fast Anderson could feel his legs begin to ache, so he sat under a large tree that was close to him. He surveyed his surroundings, hoping that the people who were looking for him weren't close by. 

If they were, they would have the best opportunity to catch him at his weakest. The tree he was sitting under lived in a small,  fenced park; filled with different colored flowers and weeds that were entangled around each other and the wired fence. 

In the middle of the park was a small playground, consisting of a small, almost rusted out of existence metal slide. Next to the slide was a swing set, both of the little purple swings it had were busted and laying on the floor. It looked as though no one had been there for a long time. It was good enough for him to rest for a while, he didn't have to worry about someone walking by and noticing who he was.

 He needed a plan if he was going to take on the people looking for him, they had already taken everything of his. His family, a few friends, and Charmy. He needed to find her, she should have never came with him in the first place! He could have never denied her anything, she wanted adventure and they were having fun until she was taken. 

Charmy. That was the thing that was mostly stuck to his mind, although he knew that after this was done she would insistence on having another adventure and giving him a heart attack. He would get her back, but for now he needed rest, well that and a shower, but they could be looking for him at his friend's houses, any one of them would gladly give their life for him. He'd rather not have to ask that for him. 

He knew that once this was done everyone would be scared, and his family would go back into hiding for another five year. This wasn't fair, he wanted to scream, but he knew that would attract attention to him. When this was done he'll ask Charmy if she wanted to go into hiding with him, he didn't want her to be alone, not when she wanted to see the world.

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