Lost? | Killugon

Pain X and X Guilt

The rain fell down as a drizzle, moonlight barley visible through the cloud cover.

Tall dark trees loomed over me in every direction as I sped past them.

My feet felt like weights getting heavier with every step.

I felt a soft breath on my neck from the unconscious boy whom I carried on my back.

I turned to look at the face that was resting on my shoulder.

Blood was dripping from a gash over the boy's right brow bone and he had various wounds all over the rest of him.

His messy blackish green hair, once spiked straight up, was now plastered down to his head from a mix of rain, dirt and blood.

I turned my head back to the mangled dirt path in front of me.

The sound of my footsteps and quiet thunder filled my ears.

I could see the trunk of a large tree covering the ground ahead.

I don't think I have the energy to jump that, especially while carrying him...I thought to myself.

Nonetheless, I continued straight.

There wasn't time to go around.

I needed to save him.

The tree trunk was only a few meters away now.

I used my last bit of energy to try and jump it, but failed. My foot caught on the stump and I went flying face first into the ground.

I never let go of the boy though.

If only I had been there sooner...I could have done something.

I felt warm tears run down my face as I
laid on the ground.

Sharp pain started to pulse through my left foot.

I must've twisted my ankle when I tripped.

I struggled to get up, buckling under the weight of boy who limply hung on my back.

I need to get up.

I need to save him.

I can't just lay here.

Turning onto my left side, the boy lifelessly rolled off of me.

Getting up on my knees I turned to him.

More warm tears covered my cheeks at the sight.

His mouth was opened slightly and his shallow breathing could barley be heard through the rain.

"Why..."

I began to curse under my breath.

"Why did this have to happen? Why wasn't I there to do something? I'm weak. I don't deserve to be in this position. It should be me whose hurt and wounded. Not him. Not Gon."

I continued to stare at him laying there.

My mind began to race again with ways I could find help.

A way I could fix this.

I watched as the boy's breathing suddenly quickened.

"K...Ki...Killua?"

He managed to croak out.

I'll be posting the next part tomorrow probably. Hopefully you enjoyed the first chapter though!!