Bound by Blood; Chosen by Fate

Chapter Five

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I'd realized that my fear of Morioh being a dreary and boring place was much unfounded.

A shout echoed through the corridor, and I laughed breathlessly as I hurtled down the near empty hallway. My shoes slapped against the linoleum floor, lungs aching and throat raw as air shot through it.

I risked a glance behind me to see the furious Italian a good thirty meters back.

My grin widened, and I pushed myself harder.

A few well placed taunts and a couple of reads on his character that I'm sure he would rather I have left alone, he was chasing me down the school hallway.

I skidded around the corner, as the school bell rung. This was my chance to escape.

I glanced back once more, watching the furious realization settle on his face. I winked, blowing him a kiss as I melted into the crowd.

I realized too late that a feat like that was impossible.

Because I was almost a foot taller than everyone here.

I glanced back, eyes widening as his stand emerged.

A humanoid figure hovered, torso colored a muted turquoise, one hand pressed to the ceiling as he stopped, watching me with cold emerald eyes.

The pads of its fingers seemed to be a kind of suction cup, tubes extending from the figure's shoulders and waist. I swallowed thickly.

The man eased his way through the crowd. I yelped and shoved people aside. He stalked me, his stand growing closer with every step I took.

Eventually, I came to a stairwell. My gaze snapped up.

I ran towards it, vaulting over the railing in one smooth move. Hermit Purple shot up, grasping around the topmost railing and heaving me up. I gave him a salute with my free hand as I passed him with a grin, landing lightly on my feet and racing for the roof exit.

I shut the door behind me, glancing around. It was empty. A breath escaped me.

Until the door slammed open. I yelped, spinning around. How had he made it up here so fast?

I was in his range. And I didn't care much to find out what his stand did.

I sprinted, pulling myself up and over the fence-

And fell onto a bouncy substance. Glancing down told me that whatever it was-

I blinked, the glanced over at him. The world had turned to shades of incandescent color. I could barely see his smug face through the film. I stood, though the material shifted underneath me, and I tumbled to the side. The momentum from that action was enough to pull me further away from the roof, the courtyard dozens of meters below me.

I was trapped in a bubble.

I stared at him, lips thinning as my mind raced to find a solution to the problem. He smirked.

"It'll pop in an hour or so. Where isn't my problem, nor the fact that you'll probably run out of air before then."

His stand swirled, shrinking back into his body.