Secrets (Shin-ah X Reader)

Chapter 16 The Attacker

Ello mah squirrels!!!

Smexy Shin-ah XD

Sorry for the late update...

I was preparing for a house check for the adoption process and it took ALL WEEK.

But I'm back! *starts singing phoenix by Fall Out Boy because that's all I can think of when I see "I'm back"*

Anyway, ON TO THE STORY!
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Your POV
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We managed to make it to the next village without stopping after that first night, which ended up being a good thing. When we got there, soldiers had already taken over. Arriving any later would have seriously damaged the village, possibly leaving it barren.

I was wandering through the village, away from soldiers, of course, when I came across an older man, doubled over in pain. I walked up to him and placed my hand on his back.

"Are you alright?" I asked worriedly. He snapped his head around towards me, his eyes wide and insane. He had drool coming from his mouth with clenched teeth. He was also holding a clay cup that had some strange smelling liquid in it. "Hey, whats-" before I could finish my question, the crazed man launched at me, grabbing my wrists and throwing me to the ground. I yelped in pain, but quickly got over it and kicked the mans stomach. Not wanting to kill him, I made sure to not kick him to hard.

"What the hell?" I whispered, standing up quickly. I walked backwards, away from the man, until I hit something warm. I spun around, ready to fight, only to see Jae-ha behind me. I lowered my stance with a relieved sigh.

"Jae-ha, thank God." I said with relief. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing, (Y/N)." He sighed. "What's wrong with him?" He asked, jerking his chin towards the now unconscious man on the ground.

"He attacked me all of a sudden, so I kicked him in the stomach." I responded nonchalantly.

"Rendering him unconscious?" Jae-ha asked tiredly. I nodded sheepishly. Okay, so maybe it was a bit harsh. But he attacked me! It was self defense! But if only he was conscious. I could interrogate him.

"My bad." I mumbled. "But nonetheless, I need to ask him some questions. Think you can help me take him back to camp?" I asked checking the cup he had been holding. He didn't drop it even when he grabbed me. It was still clutched loosely in his hands as he laid on the ground. Most of the contents had spilt, but there was still a bit left in the clay cup. I smelled the contents and immediately turned away in disgust. It smelt of a drug I recognized all to well.