The others told him it was too far and things needed to stop that a blade that big may even kill a little fag like me. Fletch stood the boy shook off the grasp of the other boys and pointed the blade to me “You have really pissed me off, not coming to school my grades have really dropped.” He his fingers over the edge of the blade while looking at me. “I hope to see you tomorrow,” He pointed back to me “If not I will find you and it will be a bad day for you and your friends.” I held Fletch’s knife in my hand and the thought of being without anyone my darkness ate away at my will to live I felt the handle slip from my grasp as I sighed. “Just fucking kill me already.” Fletch put me behind him and took a few steps to the boy holding the knife he scoffed and began to speak old Norse he then grabbed his cloak and threw it off. I saw one boy holding his phone recording everything, “Fletch stop.” I grabbed the cloak and got between the two the boy took the blade and raised it. I closed my eyes I heard a grunting noise and I looked to see Fletch the blade going into his hand. Fletch hovered over me, the boy scoffed “that will teach you, fucking freak.” The boy pulled back the blade and swung it, blood flew from the blade and onto the boys face he shook and the grasp on the blades handle was weak as his face went white. “Jake I thought you said we would just show it off not fucking stab anyone?!” The others with him began to panic and one even puked. “Shut up and keep that damn thing rolling,” Fletch stood and looked to his hand with one arm around me he licked his wound and looked to the boy Jake. “my body is still not recovering from the fight with Young Lord.” Jake chuckled and pointed the blade to me “you come here.” Jake took a step forward and put the blade to my chin Fletch pulled me back and grabbed the boys arm and bent his arm backward and sent Jake to the ground using his knee to hold him down and using one hand to smoosh Jake’s face into the ground. Jake screamed and Fletch’s ears bent backward as he scoffed I felt something cold go to my neck and a pipe went to my throat and a boy pulled me away from Fletch. “Get off him,” the voice came from the man holding me. Fletch stood and I looked up the man was around Fletch’s age so early twenties. “ Yo, Jake you good?” Jake stood and held his arm “My arm hurts.” The man watched as Jake went to his side, Fletch looked to the guy holding me the man’s grip on the pipe had the pipe pushed to my throat he pulled the pipe to my neck and I struggled for a breath. “Get down on your knees and don’t move.” Fletch looked down and just stood there his white hair blew in the breeze and his ears went back as he got on his knees. The man let up on the pipe and I took a breath I pushed on the bar and tried to free myself only to fail and have my knee kicked in and the man to take the pipe and hit my shoulder. Fletch charged and held his sharp nails to the man’s throat his eyes were bright blue almost like a neon light in a field of white silk, yet it was bone-chilling. “Give up?” Fletch said looking down on this man he scoffed and raised the pipe and struck Fletch in the head hard. Fletch rubbed his head and the man backed up rather dumbfounded at such a painless reaction. “You had your chance,” Fletch tore the pipe from his grasp and threw it down, the man threw a few punches and Fletch easily dodged and grabbed the man’s throat he lifted him into the air and threw him down. The man backed away scrambling to his feet he gathered himself as he ran away from Jake. Fletch turned and sighed looking to me he crumbled to his normal self, he hugged me and rubbed my shoulder that had been hit with the pipe, “are you alright?” I nodded and he sighed. Fletch held his hand in pain still having the wound from the machete he started breathing heavily I saw his veins popping from his head. “Fletch ?” Fletch went to his knees and groaned holding his head and trying to breathe, “Fletch you gotta tell me what’s going on?” I went to his side and rubbed his back. “Wolf,” I froze and the thought of him in wolf form attacking a bunch of people went into mind. He dug his nails into his head, I looked around panicked seeing a busy road, houses with families and kids I pieced together that his emotions must have an effect on how well he can control his forms. “Fletch listen to me okay. Okay okay, we okay…I okay.” I spoke Norse thinking it might help but I knew so little and it wasn’t easy to think and panic at the same time. I stroked his head and I grabbed his cloak and threw it over him and stroked his ears and he slowly calmed down. He swung his hand as the blood shook off it “that really hurt why does a human small have a weapon he could really hurt other smalls.” his gaze shifted to the boy recording “that boy is holding a smart box why?” I pulled down his hand that he was using to point “what did I saw about pointing... Anyway, he is recording everything remember how I showed you how phones work.” Fletch nodded “yes the voice of knowledge and keeper of memories, the internet.” I gestured to the boy recording “he is keeping this memory most likely to try to use it against us that is called blackmail.” Fletch looked to the boy “I have been the blackmailed before by prince Brice he was the one to set me aflame.” Fletch gestured to his eye “I thought you said you were set aflame because you didn’t address him as Young Lord?” I walked toward the guy who held the phone I took it from his grasp easily as Fletch followed me the boy most likely froze with fear, I turned the screen to me and sighed, it was going live. “oh great well fuck, here’s your phone.” I threw the boy his phone back without stopping the video not caring what he did no matter what no one would believe him. I walked away and Fletch looked to the man on the ground still recovering him being thrown. “Yes you are correct but I was his servant because he knew I was a guard over the criminal 1027 S.I.M. if I did not give him the criminal he would burn me.” Fletch looked back to me and I sighed “that's not blackmailing that is just a threat. Blackmail is like if I had found out you something you didn’t want anyone else to know so I made you work for me because you wouldn’t want everyone to know something. A threat is like when I point a gun at you and tell you I am going to kill you if you don’t do this or that.” Fletch nodded he said threat in his language and I repeated it and we worked on ways to calm him down if he ever needed help. He taught me calming songs and phrases in Norse on the way Fletch went into his wolf form as we hit the line of trees. “Hey, Fletch could you tell me about the person you were guarding what was it Sim 1025?” Fletch walked he was a bit taller than me even in his wolf form, “Criminal 1027 SIM, S.I.M. stands for Strange Inhuman Manic was a creation of human, demon, and a changeling, she was tortured to see what her weakness was and how to make more to form an army. Well, she escaped and killed several people I was...sent to kill her mouth was big and was unhinged as a man’s hands hung from it. Unlike a normal human’s the bones on her Jaw was on the outside and the skin on her jaw was gone. Her mouth was an array of teeth and bone I stood strong using my words I calmed her and she came to the realization of what she had done. Having killed several people in a matter of days she began to torture herself to remind herself what she had done I was put in charge of her we worked together on learning the human language.” Fletch paused and took a breath and looked my me I moved a strand of my dark brown hair that flowed over my eyebrows like some edgy emo. I looked to the trees as Fletch did the light shined through the green leaves of the canopy of the trees. A glimpse of the sky and the true brightness of the sun as I stopped walking just watching the sky. “One day during the night while I was asleep she chewed off her own arm even parts of her shoulder.She hated to be called a female and rather be referred to as ‘it’ and ‘that’. Saying that because of what she had done she had lost the right to be considered a living being, it tried to chew off several other limbs it would slam its head into the walls. But I worked with it and granted it time outside working as a military tool in hopes of trying to make up for what it had done. Than Prince Brice and I fought and here I am now. I just don’t understand why he would want S.I.M.” I looked to the sky picturing what she-it would look like. “What color did she- it have?” I looked back to Fletch he looked straight ahead and we started walking again “it was bluish black and was short it used to have long hair. It didn’t like having long hair saying it hid her from the world it wanted people to see it and know what it had done.” On the way to the cave we worked on my Norse more and more it was really hard but I think I did well for it being a dead language. When we got to the cave I sat in my bed and Fletch went into human form and read a book out loud as I drew him a while later my phone rang I pulled it from my pocket and answered it without looking to the name on the screen “hello?” “Oi! Why haven’t you been going to school!!” I felt my body freeze as I heard my brother’s voice ring out from the phone as I thought of an excuse and found nothing “ I broke 4 ribs falling from the stairs at school.” Fletch tore the phone from my grasp without warning, “stop not truthing,” Fletch looked at the phone “the small was not to the school of high due to an injury caused by a group of smalls.” I grabbed the phone “stop it Fletch.” I put the phone back to my ear and chuckled nervously “who the fuck is that and what the fuck was that?” I put the phone on speaker “you are on speaker Fletch this is my brother.” Fletch paused “I do not know the word brother.” I sighed and explained it “oh good then you have real home to go to.” I covered the phone “Fletch I don’t want to drag my brother down he is very busy.” I uncovered the phone and my brother sighed “give the phone to this Fletch and turn it off the speaker.” I looked to Fletch and he took the phone and put it in my face “where is the turn off speaker?” I pressed the button and I heard only one side of the conversation. After a while, I blocking them out and worked on drawings of Fletch, “small.” I jumped as Fletch called me I closed the art book and set it aside as I took the phone “hello?” I felt my heart drop “Have dad and kids from school been beating on you?” I felt my heart drop as I stood clenching my fist I answered “yeah.” I heard a car start up “did you get kicked out because you went to the hospital?” I heard the car start moving and the phone being moved around a bit “yeah I did.” I felt tears stream down my face “Where are you?” I told him the directions of how to get to my cave and I sat. “What have you done today?” I told him what happened with the hospital and skipped the part of the attack in general. “Not truthing!” Fletch yelled as he was laying in bed. “What else happened?” I paused and Fletch stood and took the phone he gave a detailed explanation down to the way each boy’s hair flowed from their head to the way they stood and smelled. “Small,” Fletch handed me the phone and I took it and my brother sighed “I am on my way, stay with Fletch and call me if you need to… I hope you know you can always talk to me and we are going to get to the bottom on this.” I looked to Fletch and went to him he hugged me and I leaned into the hug and held the phone to my ear. “Alright I love you,” I nodded and sighed thinking of what I was going to be asked thinking of how I needed to avoid questions and come up with an excuse for every time he asked one I didn’t feel like answering. “love you to see you soon.” I hung up and put the phone in my pocket I looked to Fletch and I hugged him my heart got all light and I got butterflies. I sat on the bed and he did too, I laid my ribs were sore and laying down felt great he read to me and I helped him every now and then. I took the book from his grasp and turned to him and buried my face in his chest he wrapped his arms around me and we laid there, his chest was bare and hot. We looked into each other eyes and he smiled “you are my small.” I felt my heart jump with happiness and I smiled and he kissed me, “I think I know that humans label the relations of this kind.” I nodded “a boyfriend?” he nodded and kissed my forehead “will you be a boyfriend to me?”
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