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𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌
𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺-𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦: 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 ( 𝘻𝘢𝘺𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘬 𝘹 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦𝘴 )
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𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲
MIDNIGHT IS THE DARKEST hour of time. It is when my kind can walk about without having to worry about being seen and all the Humans are asleep, well, most of them. There are a few Humans who come out at night, and they are the ones that prey on their weak.
It's just like my kind, except we don't harm our weak. We just make them slightly stronger and help them fit in with the rest of our kind; just like my friend Liam. He found his Mate not long after that and it turned out to be my other friend, Louis.
A yell, followed by a stab of pain, jerks me out of my thoughts and off of my bed. Another stab of pain hits me and I sprint out of my apartment. I follow the yells through the small town of Bradford until I find a sight that sickened me.
There is a middle-aged man beating up a boy that looks to be about my age. Well, kind of. Pain hits me again, but this time it is stronger. I run at the middle-aged man and pull him off the younger one. He fights back and I knock him out with a single punch.
I crouch down next to the younger lad and recoil slightly when I smell the blood. I curse under my breath and pick him up, trying to ignore the stinging in my gums. I sprint back to my apartment and lay the boy on my couch while I decide what to do with him.
First thing's first; clean the blood off him.
I grab a wet face washer and clean the blood off of the boy's face. Once the blood is gone, I can see that he has tanned skin and a few tattoos sticking out of his shirt. I carefully take his shirt off and hold back a growl at what I see.
There are bruises and cuts all over the boy's torso. To make things worse, there is also a lot of blood covering him. I clean the blood off his torso and he suddenly jerks away when I get to his gut. I lift up the face washer and my eyes widen.
There is a deep gash on his abdomen and it looks infected. There is only one way he is going to survive that gash, but I am not going to make that decision for him. I am going to wait until he wakes up to figure out what he wants.
