I could hear Mika's feet come to a halt, but I only slowed to a jog. My breath was coming out in short pants, but I couldn't stop moving. Not when Mika's identity and life were on the line.
Out of the gloom came the sound of two muffled voices. One was Mika's, without a doubt. The other was unfamiliar. An abrupt, pain-laced scream cut through the stillness. My blood went cold. I stumbled into a dark hall where Mika was clutching at a gaping wound in his shoulder, his dismembered arm at his knees. A tall, stately man stood with his back to me.
"Oh, dear me, it's just the same as the first time you tried to run away, isn't it?" he asked rhetorically, mockingly.
I pulled out the gun that I always kept at my hip and fired.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
A Shadow From The Past
Fanfic* This story can also be viewed in Espanol* After the plague and the death of the Hyakuya Orphanage, the children must go their separate ways; Mika to royalty and then to the dark alleys, and Yuu to a secret society of rebels. They met on the stree...
