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Boy Meets Evil ~ 1

I walk quickly down the street, my face covered in sweat even on a cold night like this. I quickly glance around me, making sure no one follows me as I head towards the meeting place. The fear of being killed is strong in my veins and makes my too hot body cold. No matter how many times I have the urge to forget this whole thing and run as far away from here as I can, I know I can't.

I have to be here, I'm forced to be here. I am in debt to the master of the water clan and he is making me repay him like this. He did save my life, he saved me from my father. He heard the screams coming from the apartment I was staying in with my father, who had too much to drink that night. He was on a run when he saw the light coming from the only apartment alive at 2 in the morning adn stumbled to a stop on the roof he was running on. He saw my father beating me, then he jumped through the window and shatter the pieces all of the carpet. He shoved dad off and snatched me up. After, he jumped out the window before my father could even register what happened and we disappeared into the night.

The master brought me to one of his many apartments on my side of town and scolded me. He did it for not taking care of myself, for not fighting back. He pushed and shoved me until I pushed and shoved back. He yelled and screamed until I did it back. He sent me to bed after, I cried for hours. Until I finally cried myself to sleep.

The next morning he told me that I owed him, he stat that I had interrupted his run and I have to make up for it. So here I am, a week later, running to a specific spot in town for him. I stop under the street light I was told to stop at and wait. Someone should be here in 15 seconds exactly. With what, I dont know.

The 15 seconds go by quickly, and when they do I hear footsteps echoing off the side of the buildings. I look forward, as instructed, while I wait for something to happen. When a hand meets my shoulder and cold metal meets my neck I freeze. My heart quickens it's pace as I look at the ground in front of me. Could this be the wrong man? Did I fuck up and go somewhere wrong? Yoongi didn't say anything about a gun.

All the thoughts of this being the wrong guy fade when he asks, "What's the word?" His deep voice making me flinch.

"Uh-uh- Cream." I say as I remember the word I was supposed to remember to get this item.

When the metal leaves my neck and the hand leaves my shoulder I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. Then a bag gets shoved onto my back and the man walks away. I wait 15 seconds before walking back the way I came. I walk as fast as I can without running back to the apartment.

When the elevator dings I step out and walk down the hall to the apartment. I go to twist the knob on the apartment door, but I get yanked back and shoved against the wall. A scream erupt in my throat, but a hand cuts it off. My eyes widen at the man in front of me, then my heart skips a beat as I become embarrassed. It doesn't matter that he's holding me against the wall by my throat. He's gorgeous, so gorgeous its distracting. His face is anger and focused as he stares back at me. I swallow as I get flustered and have to look away.

"I-uh-are you ok?" I say the first thing that comes to my head. I immediately regret it when his brows furrow slightly and he shoves my against the wall again, getting slightly more angry. I yelp at the pain in my back. Whatever is in the backpack is digging right into me.

"I just assaulted you and you ask if I'm ok?" He snaps. I flinch and look away. "What is wrong with you? Everyone was wrong about you." The man sneers. "You aren't dangerous, hell, you aren't even that smart. How do you still have followers?" He pushes himself away adn glares at me.

"I think you have the wrong person. No one follows me. I can't even stand up for myself." I trail off at the last part. Thinking about all the people who could possibly follow me, none come to mind. "No one even knows who I am, no one really cares either. So you defiantly looking for someone else, someone important." The man scowls at me and jerks me off the wall.