Chapter 2: Lost & Found

143 16 2
                                    

The stream had been a gift, as the hybrid could finally rid his skin and white uniform of the bits of glass it had accumulated. Bathing in the fridged waters kept him more awake as tiredness made his eyes grow heavy and kept him alert for the men he knew would follow him. Once he was clean, he healed his wounds with his magic, watching the blue dust he produced settle on the cuts and knit the messy injuries back together before his eyes.

"Hello there" a voice called out from the many pine trees.

Will turned around from his seat by the water's edge and gasped as he saw a man standing there. He was wearing a beige trench-coat and a red sweater underneath it. He smiled warmly and waved at him, six-fingers wiggling. "Are you lost?" he asked, stepping closer with muddy boots.

Will shook his head, his eyes glowing in the darkness. The man could just make out the boy's slitted pupils in the white-less eyes. Ford was very interested, it was obvious he wasn't human, "Do you have a name?" he asked, holding up a journal in his hands and scribbling on the pages with his pen as he recorded his findings. 

"Will" he said, his voice rough from crying. 

"Do you have a home?"

Will looked down at his feet, tears dripping down to the leafy ground, 

Not really.

"Its freezing out here at night, why don't you come home with me, I have a fire going and my assistant can make you some hot chocolate. In the morning I can help you get home, what do you say?" 

Hot chocolate?

Will looked up at him and wiped away the tears, "That would be nice, thank you" he said, trailing over and smiling up at him. Ford took off his coat and put it over his shoulders, the heavy fabric settling down comfortably. "There, you'll warm up nicely in no time" he said, showing the drawing he had done of him. Will wrapped it around himself better and followed after him as he made his way back to where ever he had come from. This man seemed nice, and if his house was far away enough, he'd be safe from the men. 

"Found him yet?" Henry asked, speaking directly into the walkie talkie. The speaker crackled a bit before the man on the other side spoke, 

"Not yet sir, but we have found traces of his magic by a nearby stream," 

"Keep searching, I want him found by tomorrow afternoon, understand me?" 

"Yes, sir." 

Spliced (A Gravity Falls Fan Fic) (A Short, Short Story)Where stories live. Discover now