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DISCONTINUED -- LAST CHAPTER + APOLOGY

     I am discontinuing this story for the reason that I have had no inspiration to finish it and I have found I dislike the plot of the story. It was too depressing and kind of stupid in my eyes. Also, I have advanced very much when it comes to my writing style. I hope you can all accept my apology for not continuing this story. But, I will give you the last chapter I tried to make, but never actually finished, I apologize for this, truly. 

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My hands shook as blood dripped from them as well as my arms. Scratches cluttered my pale skin, blood gushing slowly from them, dripping on my black vans. I glared upwards at the looming black shadows, the feelings I had felt before were drowned out by a ticking noise. It grew louder as the shadows moved closer and soon enough they engulfed me with a new insanity. Just in time, a pair of gang members from another gang showed up. Soon enough, I had them by their throats, a smirk growing on my lips as they continued to thrash about, screaming curses at me as they wheezed. Other members of the gang surrounded me, bolting over to help their friends. 

I noticed how most of them had weapons of them, perplexing me. I was no threat, I was just bored. Besides, they were in my friend's gang's territory. Even if that had been a terrible excuse, I took it anyway, not caring anymore as they began to rush towards me, screaming and ready to kill. My reflexes kicked in as I swung my fist around, smashing one in the ear and another in the nose. I quickly ducked away from the pipe that had been heading to my face and I snatched it from the attacker's hand. 

Throwing the pipe behind me, I glanced over the crowd of furious faces as they got ready to charge at me again. They came bolting at me, but I had a few small tricks up my sleeve. Oh wait, that was just torn off. Goddamn it. 

I looked up with a grin of insanity, my eyes sparkling with happiness. I ducked to the ground, using my hands to balance me as I swept my legs under my attackers. The few people who I had "swept of their feet" fell to the ground with loud thumps as others began swinging their weapons down on me. One weapon was thick stick, another was a pipe, the third was a fist. I quickly took the stick, making it slip out of the attacker's hand and blocked the pipe with it, though it broke quickly. The pipe hit me directly on the collar bone; a crack rupture through the alley as I screamed out in pain, getting punched in the jaw right after.

I took the broken stick and rammed it against the guy who had the pipe's head, knocking him unconscious. The guy who was trying to punch me was accompanied by five other attackers.  They all began charging me, swinging their fists. Their yells could be heard from everywhere. I swung my leg around and round-house kicked the one guy's head. With another guy, I ducked down underneath him and jabbed my hand upwards in an upwards spear-strike to his neck. My fingernails dug into his skin as the fast attack cut through skin, making the attacker squeal like a pig as he cried in pain. Two others came at me with one guy handling a small pistol and another who had acquired an interesting nunchuck-like weapon. He swung at my face, ready to bash it in, but the other guy was aiming his pistol at me, trying to get me to stay still so he could shoot. 

My mind sparked as I smiled, staying completely still I was hit by one side of the nunchucks right on my neck. But, right as the other male was about to shoot, I pulled the nunchuck-using male in front of me, making it so that he was shot directly in the stomach and I went unharmed. Well, partially.

At that moment, I heard a yell from a familiar voice. A ravenette I had once known to be a shadow made his way over to the alley only to see me in a state of pure insanity with a broken collar bone, a slightly fractured left jaw, and a small slice dangerously close to my windpipe. 

Kyoya ran over, other steps following behind him as Antonio, Tamaki, and then the rest of the host club bolted over. Cautiously, Kyoya walked over to me, letting the few other gang members bolt away out of fear. 

I looked up at Kyoya, my dazed eyes mapping out every feature he had as he came closer. The older male got inches away from me before pulling me into a hug, making my eyes water from how bad the hug fucking hurt! And from the fact that Kyoya was worried for me. It gave me a new sense of enjoyment. But, as with everything, that happiness only lasts for a small amount of time. Kyoya stared down at me, pulling away from the hug with worry locked in his eyes.

"Quin, you have to take your pills. Please. " Kyoya spoke with a calm and caring voice as he pulled a few bottles from his back pocket. The ravenette looked down at me, hoping for me to agree.

"Why would I do that if the shadows are already here? They said they don't want to leave, they don't want to be 'taken care of' and I don't know what to do." I confessed to the trustworthy male in front of me.

Kyoya sighed, staring into my eyes, "