StICh

Lights

My legs are tired as I ran and ran away from those what they call 'superheroes'... soon enough I halted to a stop while kneeling down to catch my breath and in a coughing fit. Ever so slowly I turned around to see if the heroes were still there following me. I saw nothing. Zippo. I was so happy in the moment, or that was until my thoughts disrupted me. Where the heck am I? What if the heroes were still following me. Hiding. Watching me. Would they look at me ever again in the eye after the event that happened, would they just throw me in Arkham like the other monsters?

No.

No that wouldn't happen... because they won't find me. Would they?

   
No POV

Stitch stood their lost in his thoughts before looking up into the sky. It was dark and plain as no stars appeared due to the city lights. He sighed licking his dry lips out of habit before freezing. City lights? How did he even know about that? Was he captive in the outskirts of the place nearby? We're all the people?

Nothing made sense at the moment and his brain filled with more thoughts and questions than before. He spun in circles taking a look around at the tall buildings lit with lights in awe. We're had he seen this place before? Perhaps when he was free? Was he ever free? After all his memories were foggy...

Stitch stumbled a bit over a rock, snapping out of his own trance. With wide eyes, he twisted and barley caught onto a car handle before hitting the ground. A sigh of relief came from him and he pulled himself up agin.

Sorry for the short chapter... it's just been a while since it has been updated (I think) and I just thought it would be nice to update it .3.

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