Dylmas/ Newtmas One-Shots

saved by an angel (Newtmas)

Thomas

I groaned and gripped the metal pipe in front of my face as the crank jumped at me with such speed that I became terrified of. It let out a screaming scowl as I pushed it off myself to get back on my feet. Quickly, I scramble up and take off down the long dark corridor underground where I hid from the distroyed city above. I continued running, but tripped by a vine as another crank ripped from the stone walls. I face planted in the dark area as I heard the cackling of the cranks jaw screwing open to welcome me as its next meal.

I flipped to my back and pointed a normal kitchen knife at it as I used one hand to slide back. I soon hit the wall and panic as the crank corners me.

"Shit!" I yell and point the knife forward, readying myself to jab it right into his chest.

Screech!

The crank gurgles zombie like, now in front of me. He raises his arms, about to dig into my organs.

I raise my left arm to cover my face and close my eyes, ready to feel the pain. But it never comes.

Huh?

The gurgles from the crank have stopped and a loud clank of metal falls onto the concrete floor. Causing a jump from me as it made the clank! Sound.

I open my eyes and lower my arm to see a blond boy with the dead crank in front of him and a machete was what dropped on the ground.

The blond breathed heavily from the kill and wiped the sweat from his forehead. I stared in complete aw at the blond.

He was so beautiful.  Like an angel.

Once I noticed the boy has been staring at me for several minutes, my senses come back and I mutter a quiet thanks since the boy had saved me from becoming a meal.

I met the boys eyes and he smiled a nice smile while swiping his machete off the ground and dropping it in a sheath attached behind his back.

"What's your name?" He asks nicely and sits beside me after dusting off his clothes. I glance at the dead crank laying in front of us then glare at him.

"Please don't kill me." My eyes were wide with fright but soon became normal with the addiction of me flushing red with embarrassment when the blond started laughing at that.

"You have got to answer my question, cutie. Or you will pay!" He glares into my eyes as he instantly has his machete against my throat.

"Im. Uh. Thomas. Thomas Edison." I choke out while eyeing the weapon. He retracts his weapon and smiles.

"Im Isaac Newton, Greenie. But friends call me Newt." He stands and I join him.

I was about to ask a question but he threw his arm over my shoulder and led me down the dark hall.

"Follow me and you wont die." He explains as we walk into the anonymous darkness ahead of us.

I would be scared of this boy, but Jesus. He is so fucking hot!

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Just so you all know, this might have multiple parts. This was part one. Vote and comment what you want to happen in the continuation of this one shot in particular and enjoy!