How Dare You? Echotale- G!Sans X Frisk

Chapter One - The Bastard

~First Person View~

"Shit!"

The heat of my breath huffs into the cold night air as I sprint down the street. I can feel the rush of blood that's pumping throughout my body; throughout my mind.

"Goddamn it!" I aggressively whispered under my breath.

"Don't let the bitch out of your sights!" A stiff and gruff voice yelled. I can hear his voice trembling with each step as he tries to catch his breath. Serves his old ass right for thinking he could keep up.

This, ladies and gentlemen, is the Captain of the Police Department. Who has been a huge pain in my ass since he was promoted. Which was a few months ago. I personally think it's his time to retire.

I ran through the middle of the street, cars and their horns sounding and speeding pass me, blue and red lights spinning everywhere behind me. There's a few Police cars trying to make their ways through the oncoming traffic and there's some officers chasing me on foot, beelining through the traffic.

By the time I make it halfway down the street, I can see my ticket out of this situation.

If there is a God, thank you!

I approached an alleyway that went down for a couple of miles. It was so far down, I couldn't tell whether or not it was a dead end.

Well shit.

It was either:

A. 'Keep running until my legs betray me and get me caught.'

or B. 'Run down an unknown alley between a Strip Club and a dirty looking motel'.

If there is a God, why?

Hesitating for a couple of seconds, I looked over my shoulder to get a view of the policemen still following behind me. So, I took the chance and ran down the alley.

As the loud sirens started to fade, I could hear myself huffing like a dog and had to slow my run down into a jog.

Once I got far enough, I stopped hearing the sirens completely and the lights that were flashing blue and red dimmed as the seconds ran on. But even so, maybe I went a little too deep into the alley. I should've just hid in one spot until the coast was clear.

I suddenly felt a grimy and wet hand grabbing my arm and yanking me back, catching me completely off guard.

"Where's a pretty girl like you goin' at a time like this?"

I didn't say anything in response, but I stood my ground. The deep voice made me realize that it was a man that's likely in his late 50's, which would explain the strength in the tight grip that he had on my arm.

"It's a bit dark, don't you think? Maybe I could.. Take you back to my place? Warm you up real nice.."

This guy had a breath that burned my nostril hairs away. It reeked of alcohol and STD's.  Confirming my assumption, he had an empty beer bottle in his right hand as he held my arm with his left. He had a cigarette in between his fingers in the same hand that he held me with and it grazed across my skin, burning me every time he shifted.

Again, I wasn't gonna respond. But I thought I could handle it. 

Wrong, is what I was.

"No I'm good. My cat is waiting for me at home." I replied to him, trying to tug my arm away. But every time I did, he'd only pull me closer. And every time he did, he'd pull harder.

"Ah, you got a kitty? Well, you show me your p*ssy cat and I'll show you my big pet coc-"

I lifted my leg and kneed him in the gut. I was hoping to knee him slightly lower but... The gut is acceptable. He was shorter than I thought.