Run - Danger Story

Running

The sound of footsteps had stopped... The only sound left was the 14 year-old child breathing heavily ... She witnessed everything... She thought she was safe... She thought she out of sight... She was wrong...She looked through the keyhole of the locked cupboard, she was glad she was so small or she would have nowhere to hide. She thanked the fact she was athletic and a fast runner, or she would have been a gonner. He looked around the room... He went to open the cupboard. No avil. He clenched his knife in his arm and got ready. 'Most probably to break the wooden door.' The girl summarised. Realizing she was right her breath hitched. 'Was this man going to find me? Hurt me?' She twirled her hair around her finger, while focusing on her breathing. She heard the wind. 'Good thing i have the best hearing in my family, maybe it'll knock something over.' Thump her wish was granted. The man look from the hallway the lead to the front door and back to the cupboard. He moved to where he heard the sound.

She took this distraction, to act. She quietly unlocks the door and gets out and locked it again she step on to the cold floor with her shoes her black suit trousers meeting the top of her shoes. She bolted the back door open. As she was running she knocked over tins of different substances. The murder rushed back into see her red locks disappearing around the back door illuminated by the moon. The man shouted every curse word he knew in french, he ran after the girl. *Bing* The girl has gotten a text, as she was running, she reads it and gasp and she change direction like a sly cat, Alya: A guy murde my faimly adn hes after, you im safe. 'she most probably messed the words she was terrified.' She deducted. She glanced behind her, he was gaining ground. She ran faster, she pushed herself to run faster. Her black suit help, as it was not restricting and it blended in with her dark surroundings. Her eyes were luckily accustomed to the darkness. She wore her detailed multi-coloured metal necklace like a loose bracelet. She grabbed a pole and climbed up it using her training in parkour to get up with ease, it had also helped ther the pole also had small platforms that she could use for grips.. The murder had a lot of trouble, by the time he got up she was out of sight.

She had jumped into a abandoned, rotting building and waited for a few rays of sunlight to hit her body, though the holes in the walls, before leaving. It seemed the man had given up and left, she walked down a street and saw a TV say 'MISSING: Angelina Kawmii, her family was slaughtered and caused a bloodbath. The youngest daughters' body was not found and there was no traces of her blood.' Tearing up she walked down the street near to where she hid and protected herself last night. She saw a old man sitting down with a newspaper covering their face, thinking it was safe she sat down putting on a black fedora, she had stolen from a stranger on her head. She scanned the area. Just checking if anyone was watching her. She was still very insecure about last night she wasn't going to let her guard down. She stood up when a man in his 50's angelina deduced. Came up to her, "May i have some help? You see i'm new here and i need a fast route to the shops can you show me one?" He asked obviously faking kindness. "Sure sir." she lead him around a few building and the fastest way to get there is through an well known alleyway, but something about him seemed familiar... She couldn't put her finger on it, she took him through the artificially lighted alleyway and the man gave a smirk. The girl suddenly pieced together who he was and the sound of metal hitting concrete echoed in their heads until, he...

A/N: Sorry for not uating i broke my writers block and wrote this. YAYY! Also the name: Alya is from Miraculous Ladybug. Please do not take my work and call it yours.