In Between (Magics Oneshots) *requests open*

Vanish Pt. 2

Here is the second part to Vanish!! Thank you for reading the first one, and enjoy this one too!! :D

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Chase could hardly breathe, the pain and exertion almost to much too bear. Even though the edges of his vision were slowly turning black, there was no way he was going to slow down. He could hardly think - the only thing running through his mind was escape, running and never stopping, although he didn't even know where he was going. He wasn't about to let himself get caught again, especially since he knew that Moon was still out there. 

Whatever they wanted from him, those Darks weren't about to get it. He was going to run until he couldn't anymore - but that was getting closer, Chase could feel it. As soon as he collapsed, however, he would summon his magic and try to teleport back home. He hoped he would, anyway - underneath the burning fire of his muscles, he could feel his strength draining. 

As if he'd jinxed himself, Chase suddenly went tumbling forward, landing harshly on his stomach - which knocked an involuntary yell of pain out of him. Although his mind was screaming at him to get back up and keep running, his body wouldn't allow him to move as he struggled to regain his breath, which had been blown away from the force of the fall. 

As he lay on the damp grass, he slowly realized that he was going to bleed to death if he didn't act now. The slash wound in his right side burned like wildfire that was spreading up through his ribs, staining his shirt and causing the fabric to stick to him painfully. He hadn't been able to check how deep it had been, but he could tell it was still bleeding - even after twenty minutes. Sure, he had been running the whole time, which wasn't good for the wound, but he would have expected it to at least slow down by now. 

"Couldn't get far, could ya?" a chilling voice mused from behind him. "That's too bad. I wonder how long you would have gone with a wound like that before we caught you." 

Taking a deep breath, Chase rolled onto his back with a hiss of pain, using his elbows to prop himself up. Two of the three Darks that had raided the house were standing in front of him, a male and a female. Both were looking at him with grins of devious malice, their eyes glittering. 

"What do you want?" Chase spat at them, refusing to back down from the pain that was causing the lines of their faces to blur. 

"What makes you think we can tell you?" the woman asked with a laugh, inclining her head at him with a wider smile. "You're just a kid, Chase Carter." 

The woman probably didn't realize it or even care, but that stung more than Chase liked to admit. Pinching his mouth together, partially from the pain but also from anger, Chase glared up at her in a show of impatience. "Well, whatever you want with me, do it now while I can't get away." 

He hoped that he was only pulling their leg, because he wasn't exactly sure if he could get up anyway. But he would have to try - if he couldn't escape, he would do his best to fight back. Whatever they wanted from him, they were not getting it. 

Thankfully, both of them seemed dumb enough to fall for it. They glanced at each other and shrugged, before stepping forward in unison. Together they grabbed his arms and hauled him to his feet, causing spots to dance in Chase's vision. 

But he forced himself to ignore them. In mere moments, he had elbowed the girl in the ribs with all the strength he could throw into his arm, and a second later, the man was toppling forward due to Chase's leg sweeping under his own. Their holds on his shoulders broke away, though the girl's grip remained for longer, dragging him down to one knee. 

Yanking his arm away, he shot back upright and swayed sideways slightly from the wave of dizziness that almost overtook him. Shaking his head, he darted forward into the woods again, using his burst of adrenaline to keep him going.