Ruin

Chapter 1

Haven's POV

I woke up out of breath, the same dream keeps haunting me. The clock read 5:25, ten minutes before I actually had to wake up for work. I turned on the news on the small tv that came with the apartment, it got one channel and it was covered in the rent of this place. The blond news caster started off with some breaking news:

Description of the lead group of rebels has now been released. If seen they are to be reported right away, do not approach they are considered to be armed and dangerous.... It continued like that, what really caught my attention was when sketches of them came up on the screen, the first one was of a black haired boy with ice blue eyes, he had a black bandana covering the lower part of his face, he wore a black leather jacket and black skinny pants with rips in them the name that was given underneath the drawing was Raven; the second sketch that came on the screen was a blond haired girl with pale skin, her face was painted in tiger strips, in the drawing she wore a leather jacket open with a crop top underneath with dark jean shorts, Tigress was the name given; next was a drawing of a boy with a wolf mask on, he wore a grey beanie to cover his hair, he wore a black hoddie and a grey t-shirt with baggy jeans, this one was called Wolf; then was a boy called Link, he had light brown curly hair, brown eyes, he wore skinny jeans and and a white t-shirt, over his face was a grey bandana with a chain pattern over it; last was a red haired girl, with her face painted like flames, appropriately named Flame, she wore a dark baggy hoddie with the sleeves rolled up and it opened with a crop too underneath, she had black fingerless leather gloves covering her hands.

The news caster started on to other news and I finished getting ready and headed out the door to my job with the image of the boy called wolf flashing in my mind.

The clouds were laying low in the sky, and fog was slowly rolling in from the coast, at 11:00 at night no sane person would be up and the only reason I was is because of my job at the hospital. I wasn't a doctor, just a lowly nurse, my social level wouldn't allow me to be anything else I was in tier 3, and nothing could change that.

A loud gun shot brought me out of my thoughts. I was stunned for a moment but quickly started running towards my small apartment, which was only around the bend in the street not even 500 meters in front of me. Footsteps where chasing me and I stepped up my pace. 300 meters left and the footsteps where getting closer. 200 meters, I could almost hear the breathing of my pursuer, i can't run any faster. 100 meters, I feel a hand grab my wrist and pull me towards them, as I was about to scream a hand covered my mouth. A young man's voice softly whispered in my ear, "Don't scream or we'll both die, got it?" I slowly nodded my head, I knew what this strange man said could be true, it was a shaky time in Distruge, the rebels were gaining support and what they were saying didn't seem so crazy anymore. The man slowly moved his hand away from my mouth, "If we look like a couple they are more likely not to shoot, where do you live? Please tell me it's not far?"

"Just around the corner." I answered back timidly, there is no use in lying it would most likely get us both killed plus I really don't want to die tonight. I slowly turned my head to look at the man as he held my hand, I gasped quietly as I saw the outline of the mask this man was wearing: a wolf. His hood was up so from behind you couldn't tell he was wearing it, but now I know why he was running, he was a rebel. "Please don't hurt me." I whimpered.

He looked at me and replied "It isn't me you should be worried about." Just then another shot rang out, this time much, much closer.

We rounded the corner at a breakneck pace"which building?" he panted out.

"The second." I answered just as breathless. We started towards it.

We got inside my apartment door when Wolf suddenly cried out in pain as he clutched his side. I turned a lifted up his black hoddie and shirt and saw where the bullet had grazed his skin. "That needs to be clean and probably stitched." I mumble quietly, more to myself then to him. "Yeah where do you suppose I get that done, if you haven't noticed I'm kinda wanted dead by, oh you know, the government." He deadpanned as I slowly lead him to my sofa.

"Well aren't you lucky I'm a nurse, now sit here and take of your hoddie, shirt and mask." I ordered as I walked toward my small bathroom where all my first aid equipment was stored. I came back with everything I needed to stitch this man up, to find, him sitting with shirt still on, the mask and hoddie were gone though. He looked to be about 18, dirt streaked his face. He looked up as I set the stuff on the table in front of him, he didn't look as if he was in pain but the way he rigidly sat stated otherwise. I gave him a small smile and asked "need help?" He looked away, blushed then nodded. I walked so I stood in front of him and kneeled in front of him a slowly started lifting up his shirt. He started to shrug it off but abruptly stopped and hissed in pain."Just sit still, I've got it. I'm Haven by the way."

"Wolf." He hisses in pain again as I lift off his worn grey t-shirt over his head.

"I know, your face is plastered all over the news."His wound was on his upper ribcage, it was looked worse in the brighter light of my tiny living room. I grabbed the 2 wash cloths, and some rubbing alcohol.

"This will probably hurt worse the the actual stitches so put this in between your teeth and bite down if the pain gets bad, you can't scream or my neighbours will call the police." I informed, for a minute fear flashed in his eyes but he quickly masked it, "Tell me when your ready." He put the cloth between his teeth an nods, I poured some rubbing alcohol on the cloth and began the cleaning process, his muscles tensed and you could tell that he was trying hard not to cry from the pain, once cleaned I grabbed a needle and some medical thread so I can stitch him up, he looks at me with a questioning look when I pulled that out of my little blue first aid kit so I explained "Every day I get off I go down to the lower tiers and offer free medical help, occasionally I need to give stitches." His face shows a small hint a admiration towards me, "This is going to hurt a lot more then usual because I don't have anything to numb the area." he nods again and I begin, it takes about ten stitches to close the gash; I begin to bandage him up. Once I'm done I hand him his shirt and go into my minuscule kitchen and pour him a glass a water and a cheep pain release tablet and set it on the table beside him "Take the tablet and drink the glass of water, I'll grab you a couple of pillows and blankets, and I'll see if I have one of my dad's old shirts in my closet that you can change into, In the morning." He looks up at me a bit shocked. I turned and walked to the small closet by the front door where I keep my extra bedding, I carry back a blanket and 2 pillows and set them beside him.

"Why?" He asks quietly, I turn and look at him confused, until he clarifies "Why are you doing this for me?"

"Because, everyone needs help every now and then and you look like you need it the most." He stares at me as I walk towards the small bedroom and start looking for one of my dad's old shirts, once I find one i fold it up and set it on a chair beside the sofa. I clean and put away all of the first aid stuff away and sit on the other chair in the living room, it's silent for a minute, before I turn to him and ask "Are you hungry?" He looks at me startled.

"I'm starving!" He exclaims, I chuckle and make my way towards the kitchen before I get there i turn to him and ask "Do you want anything specifically?"

He thinks for a minute and shakes his head no "If it's edible I'll eat it," I smile at that I go into the kitchen to makes some Mac and Cheese.

A few minutes later I place a heaping bowl in front of him and sit down with my much smaller bowl. He starts shovelling the food into his mouth like he hasn't ate for days, which could possibly be true, I look down at my bowl and start eating it. I look up after I finished my bowl to see Wolf looking absolutely exhausted, I grabbed the bowl from his hands before he dropped it.

"If you give me a minute I'll help you set out the bedding." He nods to tired to even speak. I walk to the kitchen and put some water in the bowls, promising myself I'll wash them in the morning. I walked towards the sofa, Wolf seeing me stood up shakily. I put the make shift bed together and turned out the lights. "Goodnight." I said quietly.

"Thanks and goodnight." The mysterious boy said back just as I reached my bedroom door. This strange boy left me with a lot to think about.

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Hey guys sorry I haven't updated lately just been having a hard time finding time and then writing this story, hope I'll be able to update soon

Peace and Love

Cece