Junkyard
I kept running, my whole body wounded covered in blood, I kept on running and running. I feel exhausted can't run anymore. My legs were paining badly felt like they won't work anymore. I fell down on the street. Look, there that bastard is catch him. I stood up and ran towards the junkyard. I didn't find a place to hide. I looked back I saw them entering the junkyard I ran toward the trash fire area. The whole area was covered in ashes I hide under the ashes. I could hear their footsteps searching everywhere for me. I was so scared that I didn't realize where I actually was, suddenly something fell on my chest I couldn't open my eyes, it felt heavy so I grasped it. Suddenly, my heartbeats got high I couldn't see it but I know what it actually was. It was an arm I was holding. I thought could it be for real or it's a dummy? Doesn't feel like a dummy. I follow the hand with my hand my heartbeat was so high that I felt even the boys I was trying to hide from could hear my beats. My hands followed the hand. Then from hand to chest, chest to the shoulder, and from shoulder to neck. No way, it was actually a dead body I kept my hand on his neck which was cut by a knife. I didn't realize when I lost my consciousness.
I heard someone shouting at me. Hey! Hey! Wake up! I opened my eyes I couldn't see anything because of the ashes in my eyes. He poured water on my face.
"So, the lucky dog is finally awakened!", He said.
I stood up, he was a fair skin boy with an average height, a long face with gentle jawlines. His small eyes and golden hair make him look like, tough guy. Before I could notice him I looked at his white t-shirt covered in blood.
"You are wounded", I said.
"Oh! Am I?", He replied.
I looked at him, how could he be so chill after being wounded so badly. By the time I was thinking about all this, he shifted me aside took out the petrol, and started throwing petrol all over the place.
"Hey! Wait there is a dead body under those ashes".
He looked at me with a smile "I know, I am the one who killed him!".
Wait! What? You killed him? But why and who are you? Even if you killed him why would you tell this to me?
"Because it doesn't matter, whether you know it or not", He said.
He burned the match stick and put the area into the fire.
"Let's go!", He said.
We walked outside of the junkyard. I don't know what it was thou he was a murderer and just burned the victim's body still he looked so calm. His presence also made me felt calm. How, could someone be so calm by committing such a crime. His presence made me forget that I was in the area of the people I was hiding from.
I saw the group of boys standing on a side of the street. I looked down and just walked quietly. They didn't notice me till now. So, I kept walking facing downward.
"Hey! What's your name?", He asked.
I stayed quiet and started walking fast.
"Hey! Say something", Him again.
I lifted my eyes to see whether they noticed us or not. I saw one of the guys looked at us. So, I walked evermore faster. The guy murmured with another boy. f**k! they probably notice me! I knew they noticed me. The two of them started walking toward us.
"Hey, you the boy with ashes on his clothes"; "Hey! looks like we found him". One shouted.
They all came and stood in front of us.
"Hey! Do you know them?", He asked.
Before I could say anything I got punched on my face and soon they all landed their punch on me.
"This is what you get for messing with us", one of them said.
He pulled me from the back and stood in front of me. Now he was standing between me and the boys.
"Who the hell are you guys, you should probably retrieve, I don't like someone interrupting me".
He took out his left hand from his pocket and grabbed the face of the guy in the front. His voice was calm but something was different in the surrounding, it felt suddenly the environment got chilled. I could feel the cold though I couldn't see anything but there was something with his presence that was giving a huge impact on the surrounding. He had all alone but still, all the boys resisted coming closer to him.
Probably in that situation, anyone would have said "one single move and you'll die". But I knew those guys were in such terror that their bodies resisted moving.
He was helping me but still, I could feel the terror of his presence.
"Well I'll give you chance to run if you want", He said with a killer smile on his face.
They all stepped backward and started walking. I could see how stunned they were. The look on their face said how frightened they were. That not a single one of them could have the guts to come closer. The small meeting with him said me a whole lot about him, I could feel how a whole different level he was in.
"Hey! Who are you?", I asked.
He looked back towards the junkyard "My name is Raven Kuroi, the second youngest member of the Kuroi family".
"The Kuroi? The famous assassin family". I said.
"Let's Move". He said.