Um... Who are you?

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No ones POV
Ginny looked up at Tord and her face went whiter that a field covered in snow.
She scoffed, looked at him and said, "Oh? And who are you to tell me what to do?" She said with a smirk. That set Tord off, "I'll have you know little girl, or as I'd like to called you, Little Spawn Of F*cking Satan Himself, I have a gun and a pocket knife in my hoodie." He leans closer to her face, grabs her by the collar of her dress, and says, "So~, if you even THINK you can beat me in a fight then go right ahead! But I'll win, you know I will~!" This sends Ginny and her goon running off to probably sulk and be little basic b*tches. Y/N starts stirring and whining due to the pain in her side. Tord looks at her, picks her up, and lays her down on a beanbag.
Y/N POV (cause why not? This chapters to short)
I feel a sharp pain in my side, and start to whimper. "Why does my side hurt so bad?! Sh*t... is it hunger? No, it can't be! I'm immune to that by now!" I think to myself as I start to slowly wake up. I feel warmth on my stomach as my sight adjusts to the light, I see a tan hand on my stomach attached to a red sleeve covered arm. "Oh, you're awake! How do you feel?" A voice enters my ears as the accent the person speaking has sends a warmth all over my body, it makes me feel safe... I look up at the speaker, he is wearing a red hoodie, has hair the looks like horns, and has a silver eye... and a red one?! H-he's like me! As I get lost in my thoughts, the voice speaks again. "Uh, kid? Hello? You good?" I look at him again and say, "Y-Yeah," I wince at the sharp pain I felt in my side, "I-I'm fine!" I fake a smile, which I have practiced for the last 7 years of my life. Sh*t, he doesn't look convinced! I close my eyes hoping this is all a nightmare. When I open them again, I'm in this persons hands. "H-Hey... c-can you m-maybe put m-m-me down?" I mentally curse my stutter. "Kid?" The man begins, "A. Why are you so skinny? B. Why were those girls beating you up, and you couldn't fight back? And C. Why was is when the preppy girl started to pull up your sleeves, only then you started to try and fight back?" My eyes go wide, and I mutter, "I can't answer that... I'm sorry..." He sighs and says, "Well kid, call me Tord what's your name?" "Y/N, Y/N Y/L/N..." He smiles at me and carries me over to the entrance.
Tord's POV
I start to carry Y/N over to the entrance when she says, "Tord? Can you put me down? I can walk myself." I sigh and put her down, instantly she starts to lose her balance, I catch her and pick her up again. "I stand corrected... f*ck." She mutters to herself. "Edd!" I say. "I found the one!" "The one?" Y/N asks me. "Yep!" Edd begins, "If Tord thinks you're a good choice then you are!" "Yeah, ok, but for what?" She asks again. "Why to be adopted of course!" Once Matt butted on and said the her eyes widened and she started tearing up. Yep, I do believe she is the perfect one, "I'll get you out of this hell hole... I promise, Y/N!" I think to myself and she starts to cry of happiness.
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Yelp.... another chapter done! Also what will Tom think of you? Mmmmmm... who knows? Anyways, enough said, this is Author~Chan signing out! Bu-Bye!!!!!

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