Thread: Gutter Rat Magic (warthog155 & Shadow Angel)

Stop! Stop you little shit! The guards were yelling at the top of their lungs. The boy in the blue hood was running at full speed. He hadn't eaten in two days and was extremely tired. His muscles ached as the thought of the guards catching him and cutting off his hands came into his mind. He pushed harder and faster, he couldn't loose this race. On his right was a pub that some drunk bystander was walking out of. He needed a distraction too get away and opportunity knocked like a drunk man's head hitting the ground. Bolting through the door he had about two seconds until he was going to be caught. Bar counter with hopes of another exit, start a fight hope the guards will stop them instead of him, try to blend with the workers upstairs. Upstairs He said to himself as he turned right and bolted up the landing and when he was about on the third step he saw the first guard coming through. He pushed himself like he never had as he saw the first door was open at the top of the stairs. Bursting through he jumped off the bed with one foot and then moved out the window with his legs tucked close to him. The guards ran to the window and looked around but didn't see anyone. Dammit!! That's the fourth time the lil fucker got away from us! Another day Joesph. said the guard to his right as they turned around and walked downstairs. Mean while the boy was right over there heads stradling the window seal hopping they didn't look up. He let out his breath and sighed as he pulled out the loaf of bread. It was stale, a little damp from his run with the guards, and smelled, but it was the first edible thing he saw in 2 whole days. He ripped it in half and munched on it like his life depended on it. He almost chocked himself as he started coughing and taking heavy breaths. He looked at the other half and stored it in his cloak as he threw the hood back up and slid down the side of the roof. Cody was a orphan, he had been for almost seven years now. His parents died when he was nine. Some bandits attacked the town in a hope to get gold and leave. Things went to hell and they started taking people to hell with them. They just had to pick his house. Their throats were cut in their sleep and Cody was next until the guards came in after the bandit. He ran while they were wrestling never too look back again. Cody looked down at the pond and washed his face as he stared back at the reflection in the water. He was dirty as could be, his tanned skin covered in a layer of filth. His sharp green eyes were now dulled by the pains of life in the gutter. His short brown hair was ragged from him cutting it with the first blade he found, it was about as sharp as a rock. He stared back at himself for a long time, he was about to die. The days he was getting food was thining out more and more. Tuesday turned into Friday, Friday turned to two weeks, two weeks turned into please god let me find a crumb today. It was going to get him soon, he saw the toll it was taking on him and how his muscles couldn't keep up anymore. He knew he was going to die but it seemed ok now, anything was better than here so if death was the next location then so be it. He walked toward the abandoned entrance to the town. When the bandits came in all those years ago they destroyed that part of town so bad that it was left to crumble. He walked the quiet streets as he came upon the few rocks stacked on top of each other that he had grown to call home. He took the other piece of bread out of his cloak and was about to eat it until he heard a whimper. Across the street was a little girl that was looking at him with big brown eyes, she was dirty and unkept. .....well come on then. He said as he knelt down with the bread, she lite up and ran over to him grabbing the bread. There you are, now go into town, go find you a real home. You don't need to be out here, you'll find someone dear, go on now! get moving! the little girl almost chocked as she started to run to town with a mouth full of bread. Cody looked up to the sky as it started to rain, he laughed slightly. Ha....fitting. He laid down under his rocks as the water turned the dirt street into mud. Come on reaper, take me somewhere, I'm ready... He said as he slowly started to close his eyes.