My Short Master

The End?

"Sorry mutt, you're not making it out alive."

"Wait! I'm owned, you can't hurt me."

"Like I haven't heard that one before." He ran at me wielding his massive claws. I jump back and manage to avoid three attacks before being hit. The blow knocks me off my feet and throws me several feet. I'm bleeding but I must get up. This dance continues until I've reached my limit.

"Please, believe me." Tears role down my cheeks. He just laughed and charged at me one final time. He threw me and I heard ripping. My leg's cold, my pant leg had caught under his foot. It has ripped so my thigh showed, revealing the tatoo marking my owner. All nobles mark there half bloods with there own symbol. Levi's was two wings together, one blue and one white. These are known as 'The Wings of Freedom.'

Gasps and shocked chatter filled the air. Someone, probably a medic, came and looked at me. I was declared dead without my pulse even being checked. It was reasonable though. My breathing is so week that you can't see it, I'm soaked in my own blood, and I'm to weak to move at all, I can't even open my eyes.

I'm picked up and tossed over someone's shoulder, probably Pesto's. I'm carried and tossed into what I think is a cart. It began to move, I listened to the horses trot as we moved. The cool afternoon air is cooling my skin, I truly seem dead. After several minutes we stopped.

"Mr. Ackerman, I'm sorry."

"Oh, God! This is all my fault."

"What's your fau- No! You got my brother killed!" Poor Mikasa. I heard her cry as I lay still, unable to move. I heard her sobs slowly cease, I knew she was walking away. I was picked up and carried again. I heard a door and then warmth hit me, I'm being brought inside. I'm brought into a room and laid on what seems to be a bed.

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry." I feel his tears falling onto my cheek. He gently kisses my lips and my tail starts to wag weakly. He gasped and put his head to my chest.

"You're alive."