Out of A Shell (Dash Parr x Fem!Shy!Reader)

The Danger of Working Alone

A.N. Small warning: mentions of blood and bleeding are rampant in the middle and last sections of the chapter.

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I shoved the front door open after I unlocked it, and slammed it closed behind me. I tossed my backpack onto the couch and headed into the kitchen with a sigh.

Today was uneventful, boringly so. From the moment I walked into the school to when I walked out of it to head to the bus, nothing really happened. That wasn't anything strange of course, I had a very uneventful life in general, but...

I guess I was getting so used to being talked to. By...Dash, specifically.

I don't think he was ignoring me today, but I got the notion he was occupied with other things. From what I saw throughout the day, he hung out with his friends whenever he could. In the morning, he chatted with them about something that they all seemed really into, and the same happened at lunch. In science, he stuck with his pals in there, still conversing away.

I didn't have a problem with that, but...I felt...lonely. I missed him in some weird way, even though it's not like I haven't talked to him recently. He had his own friends, his own life...I shouldn't be feeling neglected. Guess I'm just being needy.

I looked down into the glass of water I was holding, frowning. This all was making me restless.

... ... ...

Wait. The kitchen light reflected off of the liquid in my glass and shined into my eyes. It was like a lightbulb went off in my head.

I should suit up, and go out. Take a walk, and maybe see if anything comes up. That'll help take my mind off of this, at least for a while.

I finished my glass and put it in the sink, before I left the kitchen, turning the light off.

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This evening, Metroville was...calm. This section of it was at any rate.

I walked down the sidewalk, surprised at how there wasn't really any one out on the streets. There weren't that much cars going by either...

I occasionally looked behind me as I continued my walk, not seeing or hearing anything else out of the ordinary. That is, until I heard what sounded an awful lot like a scream.

I rushed to its location, adrenaline filling my veins, rounding a corner and running partially into an alleyway.

There were three people in it. One appeared to be a girl, who was wearing casual clothes and a backpack. She looked older than me...maybe she was a college student?

The other two figures both looked like men, clothed in unremarkable outfits, but they had their faces covered. Of course.

But, I immediately focused on the fact that they had her cornered, shoving her into the wall. One of the men had a large knife out, and was aiming it at the girl's throat. Not good.

"Give me the bag. I'm not gonna tell you again." The knife-wielder growled, and inched the blade closer. The girl didn't respond, but even at the distance I was at from them, I could tell she couldn't. She was shaking, her breaths short and quick.

I opened my canteens, and pulled out two streams of water from them, before combining them and using the mass to whip at the man holding the knife.

I struck him just in between his shoulder and neck, making him briefly yell in pain. He fumbled away from her and fell, as did his comrade out of shock, dropping his knife. The girl's head shot towards me, her eyes wide with fear.