The evening was hot, humid and generally uncomfortable, that faithful night. Charlie was heading home from a friend’s house, and was looking forwards to having a nice bath, then heading to bed for some much needed sleep. Glancing up at the darkening sky, the thin, frail brunette sighed deeply. He disliked being out when it was dark, the idea of it frightened him more than anything. (Other than thunderstorms, he was absolutely terrified of those.) Hearing footsteps, the young man ignored them at first, thinking it was just someone headed to one of the nearby stores.
“STOP THERE, YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!” A voice echoed out from behind him, the steps growing faster and louder. Not daring to look back, Charlie began to run towards the stores, figuring he’d be safer in a much more public place. Tripping over the kerb, he fell, breaking his wrist. With a whimper of pain and fright, he felt himself grabbed and dragged to his feet, pulled into an alleyway out of the way of public view.
“I knew it! I KNEW IT WAS YOU!” The male who’d grabbed a hold of Charlie was a good half a foot or so taller than he was, and a lot stronger. His eyes held a crazed look, the corner of his mouth twitching in a sort of tick. Shoving the smaller male into the wall, the greasy haired taller man growled deeply and rose his knife, mumbling on about how being gay was a sin, and repulsive. Trembling, Charlie only had time to scream in fear before the man’s knife plunged deep into his stomach.
Coughing, Charlie fell to the ground, bleeding out on the ground. As the attacker walked away from him, the young man shakily brought out his phone, knowing he didn’t have long left at all. Moving to bring up his sister’s name, he swallowed and began to text her, slowly, trying his best to conserve his energy.
Thank you. Thank you for being there for me, sis, through thick and thin, no matter what was going on. I’m just sorry I couldn’t help you as much as you help me out.. Love ya, big sis! Coughing, Charlie pressed send, dropping his phone on the floor in the pool of blood forming around him. With a small sob of fright and pain, he closed his eyes, letting death come over him as tears streamed down his face, mingling with the blood on the floor.
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“Welcome! This is the portal that leads to the world of Pokemon!” A deep voice boomed out, breaking the silence around Charlie, a light glow at the end of a tunnel breaking the pitch black around the young man. The voice was lordly and loud, yet kind and warm, reflecting a gentle personality.
“What? What’s going on?”
“Relax, young one. You’ll be happy here, safe. Before I can let you pass through, I just have a few questions to ask you, okay? It will determine your species. Relax.. Think of it as a new life.”
“Okay… Will I see my sister?”
“Maybe. We’ll see.”
“Okay, Sir. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, young one. Now, do you like fighting?”
“No…”
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“STOP THERE, YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!” A voice echoed out from behind him, the steps growing faster and louder. Not daring to look back, Charlie began to run towards the stores, figuring he’d be safer in a much more public place. Tripping over the kerb, he fell, breaking his wrist. With a whimper of pain and fright, he felt himself grabbed and dragged to his feet, pulled into an alleyway out of the way of public view.
“I knew it! I KNEW IT WAS YOU!” The male who’d grabbed a hold of Charlie was a good half a foot or so taller than he was, and a lot stronger. His eyes held a crazed look, the corner of his mouth twitching in a sort of tick. Shoving the smaller male into the wall, the greasy haired taller man growled deeply and rose his knife, mumbling on about how being gay was a sin, and repulsive. Trembling, Charlie only had time to scream in fear before the man’s knife plunged deep into his stomach.
Coughing, Charlie fell to the ground, bleeding out on the ground. As the attacker walked away from him, the young man shakily brought out his phone, knowing he didn’t have long left at all. Moving to bring up his sister’s name, he swallowed and began to text her, slowly, trying his best to conserve his energy.
Thank you. Thank you for being there for me, sis, through thick and thin, no matter what was going on. I’m just sorry I couldn’t help you as much as you help me out.. Love ya, big sis! Coughing, Charlie pressed send, dropping his phone on the floor in the pool of blood forming around him. With a small sob of fright and pain, he closed his eyes, letting death come over him as tears streamed down his face, mingling with the blood on the floor.
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“Welcome! This is the portal that leads to the world of Pokemon!” A deep voice boomed out, breaking the silence around Charlie, a light glow at the end of a tunnel breaking the pitch black around the young man. The voice was lordly and loud, yet kind and warm, reflecting a gentle personality.
“What? What’s going on?”
“Relax, young one. You’ll be happy here, safe. Before I can let you pass through, I just have a few questions to ask you, okay? It will determine your species. Relax.. Think of it as a new life.”
“Okay… Will I see my sister?”
“Maybe. We’ll see.”
“Okay, Sir. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, young one. Now, do you like fighting?”
“No…”
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