Marx's POV
I didn't need help.. I could have gotten away myself.. even if I had a fractured wing.
I ran and ran until I couldn't run anymore. It was very dark in this forest. I remember walking in this forest and hearing this echoy voice, I thought I was hallucinating when I saw these trees had faces.
But now? I didn't see anything close to a face. So I decided to stop for a moment. This was overwhelming. Memories came flooding back. I remember thinking this place was the very thing I wanted to destroy first.
I looked around again there were small casts of light through the branches, hitting the ground like tiny spotlights for ants. Further in the distance I saw a clearing in the forest with a large tree in the middle. There was a big spotlight on that tree, with a few flowers scattered here and there. "Ow!"
I looked back at my fractured wing and saw a hamster, he was holding my wing in a weird angle that made him look like he was going to rip it out of my body. "You need to get this checked, and fast!" The Hamster was tan and white, he also sounded like an Aussie. Was this who I thought it was?
"Rick?"
The hamster tilted his head and one of his small ears twitched. "How do you know my name?" Rick said quite calmly.
Hi again, I know this story has a REALLY slow start but we are getting there. I hoped you liked this chapter, I didn't really know what I was doing for this chapter if you couldn't tell. Sorry for a short chapter I will make the next one a bit longer!
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