Survivor (Zarry Hybrid AU)

Prologue

The man's jet black hair blew back from the wind as he ran from the small hut in the woods he had been residing in, to the darkness of the woods. He held the trembling boy in his arms, carrying him bridal style, as he ran past countless trees. He knew. He knew that they would eventually find him but he hoped it wouldn't be this soon. He was wrong. He had hoped that he would have a little more time. That hope had brought him to another game of cat and mouse. Him being the mouse. But this time he wasn't so sure he could escape the cat.

'They won't get him. I won't let it happen a third time.'

He thought to himself as he leaped over another log, nearing his final destination. He was starting to get tired but he couldn't slow his pace. He moved his gaze to the small boy in his arms. He looked close to tears but he wasn't showing any weakness, not even to the man above him. The man felt pride in the boy for this, which is nice given the current situation they were in. The man lifted his gaze back to the woods as he neared the end of the woods. He quickly glanced over his shoulder to see that no one was following him but that didn't make him slow down. He could very faintly hear the loud barks of dogs, probably sent to find him.

After a bit, he heard three loud, but not anywhere near him, bangs of pistol shots. The man grimaced as he imagined the three poor souls who lost their lives simply because they wern't following orders fast enough. One of the mans friends had actually gone that way. The man who killed him had no remorse, he just killed or tortured simply because he felt like it or that he was in need of some entertainment. The man also had a lot of power which made him even more dangerous. This only made the man tighten his grip on the boy and pick up his pace.

As he reached the end of the woods, he settled his gaze on the small community and a small wave of hope for the boy rushed through his body. He kept running and eventually ran into the back of the first small store he saw. It was convenient because the back alley of the last store led straight into a quiet neighborhood.

'Exactly where he needs to be.'

When he ran through the alley and reached the open gate that led to the neighborhood, he heard a few more gunshots but this time they were much closer. This made the young boy in his arms hold on tighter and let out a small whimper. The man quickly but gently shushed the boy and rushed through the gate and ran to the house which number he had memorized long ago.

'Just a few more streets and he'll be okay.'

When the man came face to face with the house where the boy would finally be safe for more than a day, he actually let out a sigh of relief. He quickly rushed up the driveway and the steps to come up the front door. The man quickly put the boy down and knelt down to be face to face with him, but he also wanted to memorize the features he would never see again. The man could easily see all of the emotions in the young boy's eyes. Fear mostly, confusion, sadness, but also anger. The boy was mad at the man for leaving him like this but he knew it had to happen. The man quickly started explaining because he knew he didn't have much time.

"Okay, what's going to happen is, I have to leave you with these people, they're nice and they'll take care of you. You will live with them and treat them like family. I have to go but you have to promise me four things." The boy nodded obediently, tears welling up in his eyes but never falling. "One, you will not forget your training, no matter what happens, you will keep training yourself. Two, you will have to try to forget about me and enjoy your new life with no worries. Three, you will not try to find me. Four, you will try your best to keep your differences hidden. You can't trust anyone with that secret. Do you understand?"

The boy nodded again, setting the rules in the back of is mind. Though he knew that he would never be able to forget him.

"Good boy, now come here." He said while holding his arms out and savouring the last time he will ever get to hold the boy. "You're a good boy." He said one last time while slowly adjusting the boy's beanie and standing. The boy whimpered finally letting a tear fall, realizing that this is the end. He caved in and hugged the man's lower body tightly.

"I love you daddy." He cried as he nuzzled into his fathers stomach.

The man felt himself tear up as he patted the boys head. "I know. I love you too Zayn. Don't forget that." He said as he reached into his left pocket and pulled out a small black pistol. Zayn looked up in confusion as his father handed him the gun. Zayn immediately put it in his right hip like he was taught to. "Use that only when you need to. Stay safe my little kitten." He whispered as he put a shaky kiss on Zayn's forehead. The man finally slipped away and avoided his son's eyes. His sadness was too overwhelming. The man slowly walked away, not looking back as he started to slowly jog to the woods on the left side of the house. Zayn watched his father run away into the woods but also caught his father's hand going to his hip and pulling out another pistol but this time silver. Zayn slowly calmed his sobs to a minimum before finally pressing the doorbell.

**This chapter along with the first nine was originally written by @BellaBomb ! vote comment show your love!**