Living Hell || Damian Wayne

Chapter 2

I looked around my apartment. Its been a month since i escaped. I learned a lot of things about this world from the books. And the paper books, learned that the white strings are called ear buds and the big device is called a phone, its very helpful. I may steal from time to time, but i need the money and food. I also need money for rent, which i have to pay in three days. I flopped onto my bed and grabbed a book. I stared at the words, i may or may not know how to read well...yet. I never really learned how. I read the first sentence when i herd something drop in my kitchen. I raised an eyebrow then kept reading. I herd thumping from in my hallway. 

My heart beat increased, i stared at the door. I slowly slid my hand under my pillow griping my knife. Yes a knife, I want to stay safe, Gothem is like a second hell. I gripped the handle tight and set the book aside, my light flickered. "the heck?"  I thought I slid off my bed. I slowly made my way towards the door. I gripped the knife tighter, my hands slipping due to sweat. I grabbed the handle, my hand slowly made its way to the door knob and gripped it i swung my door open. Nothing, i looked around and closed the door. I turned around and gasped as my body was knocked to the floor. I opened my eyes and saw big black ones staring down at mine.

My breath turned heavy. Hell hound. My knife was right next to my hand i tried to grab it but the hound took it away. He held it in his mouth, I stared wide eyed and terrified. He didn't move. My back laid against the door, my breathing not ever slowing down. The hell hound took a step forward. I panicked, and tried moving away from it. He stopped and placed the knife down. He sat like a dog and stuck his tongue out. Now i was more confused then scared. I raised and eyebrow at it. "Are not going to eat me? Take me back?" I asked. It laid down and shook its head. I slowly crawled towards it. "what am i doing? This is a hell hound kill it!" I thought grabbing the knife. That's when i noticed a large gash on its leg. "Its hurt" I stared at the wound then at its eyes.

I got ready to kill it when i froze. He stared at me then closed its eyes, ready for its fate. I glared and brought my arm back. I brought my arm down, throwing the knife into a wall. I sat on my knees and hung my head, i stared at the hound and saw it staring at me, i felt a slight pain in my head. "Why?" A voice spoke in my head. My eyes widened as i looked at the hound it nodded. "I'll ask the questions, what are you doing here? how did you find me? Whats your purpose?" I asked. "I came to find you, your scent, to come and find you, i was an outcast, i herd of you, and came to find you" It said. "Why?" " You're the only one to escape the clutches of the devil. I had no purpose in hell, so I came here" I stared at it. 

"Well you can't stay here" I said. "Why is that?"  "Because I cant just have a hell hound in my apartment" I said. I herd cracking and stared at it. It shifted into a small  puppy German Sheppard. "Now may i stay?"  It asked. "Just because you changed your appearance doesn't mean your not a hell hound anymore, you're a threat. And i don't want to talk like this it gives me a head ach" I said. He stared at me. "I apologize"  "for what?" I asked then it lunged at me and bit my arm. I screamed but covered my mouth so it was muffled i held my arm. "What the hell!?" I yelled and went to grab my knife. "Wait wait wait!" I stopped and turned around. "You can talk now?" I asked looking at him. It nodded. "You couldn't have not bit me?" I growled at him. 

"I said i was sorry" It said. I thought and sighed. "You still can't stay" I said. "Ill be your body guard, I wont harm you" He said. I stared at it and looked into his eyes. "Tch fine" I said. He smiled and nodded. "No more biting got it" I said. He nodded. "Well you have to have a name" I said walking into the bathroom and washing the wound. "I do not have one" It said. "How about Axel?" I asked. "That is a good name" He said. I grabbed bandages and wrapped his own wounds. "Good, well i have to go out today, i guess ill have to get things for you" I said. "May i tag along? I did say ill protect you" He said. I stared at him. "Fine" I said. I grabbed a gray hoodie and putt on black converse.