Be The Hero You Need Yourself

Be The Hero You Need Yourself

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The runaway was just within reach, just a little more speed and he would be caught. The masked man used what was rest of his adrenaline and pushed himself to gain on him. "Just a little further" he muttered, arm out reached to grab ahold. And then it all went dark. Blinding lights awoke the man, his eyes stinging with the strength of the light, head pounding and throat dry. With a cough, he arose from where he was lying, slowly opened his eyes and had a look around. Nothing was familiar; the roses on the window ledge, the smokey grey rug under the coffee table, the leather couch he was laying on. His pounding head didn't help him try to analyse his whereabouts. "Oh your awake." Startled, his head whipped round to the doorway where a brunette woman stood. About 5"4, guessing around 180lbs, dimples in her cheeks. "Sorry didn't mean to alarm you, I made you some soup." She said sheepishly, carefully treading over to the table as to not alarm the man any more. The male watched her every move, on edge. Just waiting for her to turn on him and try to attack. Then he remembered, eyes shooting wide as he touched his face and breathed out a sigh of relief. His mask was still intact. "Why didn't you-" "Why didn't I remove your mask? I assume it's for privacy, so what use would that be to abuse that? you want to remain anonymous, then so be it. I wouldn't impead on that. Names Jade by the way, don't feel obliged to tell me yours." She said with a slight smile before walking away. "Thank you... Jade." He voiced, a smile passing over his lips
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I struggled and lashed out at him hoping to cause some, any damage at all that might allow me to escape, instead his grip tightened and a whimper escaped without my consent. His touch burned, or at least I imagined it burning, sizzling my skin until it was burnt to a crisp. He clawed down the back of my dress, shredding the lace fabric to bits as if it was paper, it floated to the ground like confetti, I looked at it in disgust, as if it was celebrating my exposure. The cold air of the store room nipped at my bare back, contrasting between the burning fire his touch inflicted. I felt sick. He was now shoving himself closer to me until it was impossible for me to move. I could hardly even breath. I was seeing red and I couldn't even do anything. I felt so helpless. Tears welled up in my eyes and they threatened to spill. I shut them tight wishing I had just stayed at home. Suddenly the pressure released. I could breath. Once again I was shocked and didn't know what was happening until I opened my eyes and saw the rogue getting up and looking to my right. I hadn't even noticed the large figure standing protectively next to me and so I was staggering away from him too. Power radiated from him making me feel safe and scared at the same time.

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