Cry looked around outside of his hiding spot, emerging from the alley. 'His' laughing had ceased, melting into the fog. A sprinkle fell from the dark sky, the grey clouds rolling in, which wasn't a good sign to the young man that stared up at them. "Fuck... I gotta get out of here..." Cry muttered, and began walking through the streets, tensing up as he looked around each corner, expecting 'Him' to be standing there, his hand wrapped tightly around his precious little bloodstained knife.
The sprinkle of rain had evolved into a downpour, fat drops of icy water coming down in buckets. Cry was soaked instantly, and had barely made it out of the village. "Goddamnit." Cry cursed, and jolted violently as lightning shot through the clouds, a roll of thunder shaking the sky shortly afterwards. The twenty-three year old bolted, running and leaping in a rush to get out of the angry rain. In his hurry to do so, he tripped, falling hard on his knees and hands. "Shit!" He coughed, scrambling to his feet as he heard 'His' laughter - right behind him. Then, as Cry attempted to get away, a sharp pain in his side prevented him; 'He' had his knife blocking him. "Aw... Isn't this cute... Ryan wants to run away," He spat, and Cry felt him up to his ear, breathing on his neck. "But you wanna know somethin? There isn't a way away from me." Cry was pushed on the ground, and the opposite quickly sat in front of him, folding with his knife.
"I wonder how'd it feel like to get stabbed." He laughed, and plunged the knife into Cry's shoulder. "FUCK. What the hell, that- you FUCKER!" He screamed, attempting to get away a second time. Of course, he failed, and stabbed in his lower back. In a few seconds, Cryaotic was unconscious, his mind spinning. The man who stood next to him was armed, insane, and just plain fucked up.
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A/N;; Okay, Im sorry its short, but I'm eleven. Plus it's seven in the morning and I need some fucking coffee. I promise the chapters will get longer, gradually.
[Also, I'm not a dumbass, I know a stab to the shoulder + lower back won't make you pass out, but I kinda have a writers block on the first chapter. Three+ comments for next chapter.]
