The Masked Runner

Prologue

           The best day for Y/N was about to happen. She was about to marry Knuckles, the love of her life. He had been there for her through thick and thin, seen her family torn to shreds once her beloved mother passed, and then two years ago finally asked. He said he wanted her to be happy, and if being with her was being happy, then so be it. She turned in her simplistic dress, which was her mothers, and adorned herself with the veil. This was it. She was finally going to be his. Her bridesmaid, Mariah, clapped and pressed her hands to her face as she walked in. "You look stunning, Y/N! Knuckles is going to love it." She says gently, taking your hands. She slowly helps you down and smooths the front of your dress. "You're ready, hun. It's time." She signals to the Priest, who nods to the pianist. The music begins, and Y/N steps out shyly after Mariah, clinging to her bridesmaid as she walks down the aisle. Once they reach Knuckles, Mariah smiles, and hands off her best friend, taking a step aside to the other bridesmaids.

           The Priest was curt, just like they had wanted. They had agreed not to have a long winded ceremony, and the rest of the day would be spent partying with the family and friends who decided to attend. Just as the rings were about to be handed to the parties involved, the door bursts open. There stands a tall woman with a light olive complexion, brown eyes and black hair. Her emerald eyes bear into the man beside you, then quickly flick to you. You can feel her eyes scan you, silently judging you before standing straight. She glares at Knuckles again, before speaking. "Hello, love." Her words spit venom with every syllable, and soft gasps and murmurs fill the chapel. You blink at her as she stalks forward. Knuckles grips his cuffs, taking a deep breath. His purple eyes flick between you and her. You begin to sweat, why is she here? She stops before you two, and growls. "Why are you here, Knuckles? We've been married for two years. Our third kid is on the way, and you've been behind my back with her? Of all people, you said she was the least of my worries! Are you kidding me?!?" The woman screeched, her hair frazzling as she gently shakes her head in rage. Knuckles takes a soft breath, and slowly steps down. He glances back for a quick, "I'm sorry." before he drops the ring from his hand.