Thread: Freak Chance [ AnonymousRelated x Nika ]

The comments grew louder, bolder, as she glanced over her shoulder meeting the eyes of one of the men for a second. Why they chose her tonight to heckle, Alix didn't know, and pulled her hood tighter around her face as she hurried down the street. She could barely hear them over the blood pounding in her ears being pursued by three huge, drunken men was more than enough to trigger her flight response. Common honey, don'tcha want some company tonight? Where you going, bitch! We just want to talk! Raucous laughter followed swiftly on the backs of her heels, and creeped up her spine. Her vision tunneling like a deer caught in headlights, Alix didn't realize the alley she turned down for a quick escape was a dead end. She turned swiftly around, only to be met with three approaching lecherous smirks. Setting her shoulders forward, Alix tried to make herself seem as big and hostile as she could, speaking coldly, Leave me alone! I don't want your company! One of the men approached her, spreading his hands, as if approaching a cornered animal, Shhh, sweetheart, I won't hurt you 'less I need ta... Panicked green eyes flicked nervously over the man's broad shoulders and brawn as he closed the distance between them. She'd have little defense once they had their hands on her, and these men weren't backing off. Alix did the one thing she'd been taught since grade school. She screamed for help. Help! Help! These men are attacking me! Someone help! Stop I've called the police! She yelled, waving her phone and putting out a hand, that the man simply swatted away, backing her up further. He moved slowly, with a lopsided smile, confident enough to take his time playing with her, his eyes running down the front of her coat as he reached for her, Nah you didn't, 'sides, no ones gonna come git ya down this part of town... Alix screamed once more as she was grabbed by her shoulders, backed in against a fence, kicking out against the man's shins. He cursed, raising a fist, when the sound of a can being kicked across gravel made him pause, and turn his head. Alix opened her eyes in that brief moment, just seeing the silhouette of a hooded man beneath the street light. Something about the way he stood, still and silent, almost unnaturally so, chilled her. The stranger seemed to have the same unsettling effect on her attackers, as the man to her left smoothly drew a gun, and in the span of a fraction of a second had shot the stranger without a second thought. The gunshot echoed through the streets. Blood splattered out in a gory arc as the man seemed to crumple in slow-motion, his arms swinging limply forward as his head was jarred back. They had shot him in the head. Alix choked on a horrified scream, covering her own head and falling into a crouch on the ground as the three men seemed to panic as well, taking off without another glance her way. She sat staring at the dead body, hands still woven into the auburn strands of her hair, expression frozen in one of petrified terror, He's dead... but before she could have another conscious thought, the man stirred. He sat straight upright. Alix eye's blew wide, her mouth limply falling open. W-what. What. He was alive, but that wasn't possible! She had seen the bullet pierce his forehead. His head! Alix came back to her body as she saw the man stagger to his feet, making for the main street once more. Scrabbling to her feet as well, Alix took hurried trembling steps after the man. She could see the ragged bloody exit hole in the back of his hood. A creeping chill trickled down her spine, but the adrenaline of tonight's ordeal drove her on, W-wait! Wait please! Are you hurt? Are you okay? She babbled out nonsensically as she jogged towards him, her voice weak in disbelief that he had survived such a grievous wound, closing in to touch his shoulder, please let me call you an ambulance!