Just Maybe

Stranger

Hisana's POV

Its late, and I am walking home alone, after a long double shift at work. I work at a small diner, the food is good, and it pays enough. One of the other waiters called in so I took the extra shift. I really want a new bike, and possibly get a new laptop. There was a noise down an alley way, which caused me to jump, but kept walking when it was only a cat. My feet are sore, and my back aches all over. I am really starting to regret not taking my boss up on his offer for that ride home. If I had just told him yes, I could be home now, and already laying in my bed. Sighing, I continued on my way home to my apartment, when there was a load roar that ripped through the air. Soon after my body felt as if it weighed a ton. Reaching out as I felt my knees start to give, I used the building next to me for support. If I fall, I know that I wont be getting up. That noise ripped through the sky once more, and I was about to look up when I noticed, what looked like cherry blossom petals float by. That's odd, they aren't in season. Gasping for air as an imaginary weight hit my body from above. 'What is this?' I thought, as I held onto the wall of the building. Looking up I saw a man, fighting. Fighting that thing. A monster! But, monsters don't exist, at least that's what I thought up until now.

Another roar ripped across the night sky and this time I had to let go of the wall to cover my ears. Big mistake. I fell to my knees and shut my eyes. 'Definitely should have taken that ride home.' I thought, as I tried to stand back up, but my body wouldn't let me. 'What is that thing? What is going on? Did I get hit by a car or something and not know it, which is causing me to see such things? Am I unconscious, is this a dream?' So many thoughts ran through my head as I tried to breathe straight, my body feels numb now, and if I fall asleep, I'm not sure if I will wake up... 'What do I do?'

Then it was over. The weight lifted, and I could breathe again. The air felt clear, and almost refreshing. The cherry blossom petals faded away, and soon the man was now standing in front of me. He didn't even notice me, and 'what on earth is he wearing...'

"Hey, what was that?" I shouted at him, and he froze. 'Did I say something wrong? Is he going to attack me now?' Slowly he turned his head to look at me. Slowly I tried to stand, but I never took my eyes off of him, I don't know him, and I don't know what he could do to me. Standing wasn't going to happen, not yet anyways, my body still felt numb. Finally his eyes met mine, and his widened that I thought they would pop out of skull. "Are you going to answer or just stand there and stare at me like an idiot?"

'Okay that may not have been the best choice of words but...' Sighing, I tried to stand again, only to feel my knees sting. I looked down to see that they were bleeding. Great, just great. The man was by instantly, helping me to stand. "Thank you, I think." He just stared at me, 'did I have something on my face?'

Finally he spoke. "How???"

"How what? You're the one wearing a ridiculous outfit, and who was floating in the air, fighting whatever that THING was!" This man... 'who is he, and what is his deal?'

"Are you injured further?" He started looking over me, and it felt odd, but almost familiar some how...

"No, I don't think so." He was still holding me up, and it felt...Nice. 'Why does this feel familiar to me, and why does he seem familiar to me?' I shook that thought from my mind and tried to take a step away from this strange man.

"Where are you headed?" He asked me, and that voice. 'I've heard that voice before, somewhere...'

"Home." It came out a bit harsher than I meant it to.

"Shall I walk you?" His voice was steady, and I almost wanted him to keep talking. All he did though was stare at me, it was starting to make me feel uncomfortable.

"Um, no thanks, I think I can make it fine on my own." I took a step out of his arms, and for some reason, it just...felt...wrong. Just then I saw some men walking down the street towards us, great how do I explain this odd moan with me. Though thing is, these guys are drunk from the looks of them. They started to whistle at me and call out all sort of perverted slurs. Finally they were standing right in front of us, they didn't even pay attention to the man next to me. It was almost like they couldn't see him or something.

They eyed me up an down, and then noticed the blood on my knees. "That good on your knees huh lady?" One of them said, as he got in my face, and man did he need to brush his teeth. He reeked of alcohol and vomit.

Another moved forward, only he reached out for my waist. "How about you show me what else you can do on those pretty knees of yours?" He moved in to kiss me and I slapped him. All of the men around me, including this odd stranger froze. Then I was pinned against the wall by the men, and the stranger threw them off of me before I could even scream. They searched around, and it was if they couldn't see him, and they stared at me in horror. "You crazy bitch." They shouted out, and the stranger lifted one of the men off the ground by his neck. "Sorry, we didn't mean it. Let us go lady." The stranger dropped him, and all of them took off running, stumbling in the process.

"They can't see you? Can they?" I asked him as he walked back over to me, with anger written all over his features. I stared at him then, 'am I the only one that can see him? Have I lost my sanity?'

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