Freaks? Or normal? discussion

A nice steady stream going down from the moutain and ends in the lake.

Thorn walked by the river, kicking stones with his bare feet. This was his favourite place in town. Or out of town. He comes here to renew himself, think, sometimes even study. The sound of the stream crashing in the rocks has some weird effect on him. He felt every muscle in his body relax. He doesn't know how to talk to Katerina anymore. Not since the accident, she's been depressed and keeping to herself. They moved towns twice before they came here, but he thinks this place is different and hopefully she will make friends here.

Ezra started running towards running water. Her color started to drain and her body began to flicker back and forth between forms. When she reached the stream she shoved her hand in and watched as the water was absorbed by her skin. Then she began to glow from the new water.

In the distance could be heard a very loud and large engine. It was steadily growing louder, closer. After about a minute a rat rod could be seen tearing down the bank of the stream.

Ezra shot up in complete shock, but it was to late to hide, the vehicle was too close. She turned into her water form just in case the car would hit her

Dante noticed a strange looking girl right as he was about to smash her with his recently finished car. He stomped the brakes and turned the wheel hard, barely missing her except for the rear bumper knicking her calf. The powerful vehicle gouged the dirt, sending a cloud of dust in the air. It came to a complete stop, and Dante sat in the seat, taking a second to process what just happened.

Ezra collapsed on the ground holding her stomach trying to get air in her lungs. Her water levels were extremely low so she felt the car get her leg. She started crawling towards the stream to absorb more water.

Dante glanced in his rear view mirror, noticing the girl crawling toward the water. He quickly opened his door, assuming she was hurt, and said, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, no thanks to you!" she seethed while getting up. Then thinking better of it, "I'm sorry, yeah I'm okay, are you okay?"

He noticed her strange appearance and immediately could tell she was a freak. His hand instantly dropped to his twin knives, but he didn't unsheath them. He figured it would be fine to play along, at least for the time being. "Yeah I'm fine, really sorry about that."

Ezra noticed the knives he had at the ready. She settled her eyes back at his face and watched him. "Its fine, its not like it hurt or anything," a sheering pain then came from her leg. She fell to the ground like dead weight and tried to get back up but couldn't.

He struggled on the decision of whether or not to help her. Judging by the fact that it was his fault, he would give her a hand. "Here, let me help you," he said, extending a hand.

"How thoughtful," she said with a smile which surprised her. She then took his hand and pushed up until she was on her feet. "Thank you, I hope I didn't damage your car." She then looked down and saw blood gushing out of the wound.

"Don't worry about the car, do you need to go to the hospital?" He asked, also noticing the blood coming from her leg.

"Um," a worried look crossed her face as she remembered the last tragic visit to the hospital. "No!" she blurted out,"sorry, I mean I can probably just shake it off or something, no biggie." She frowned.

"Can I look at it?" Dante asked, wanting to judge for himself how bad it was. He had notice how she had reacted to the thought of a hospital.

"I dont know," she looked back at his knives scared about what he might do, "will you hurt me?" She slowly took a step back

He dropped the pretense, taking out his knives and tossing them backwards. "No, I won't hurt you, I just need to see what the damage is," he said, holding his hands out in a defenseless manner.

"Okay," she walks up to him her body trembling, "thank you." She smiled at him but it was weak because she was to focused on the wound.

Dante knelt down and began inspecting the gash. It was about four inches long across the side of her calf. "I'm sorry, but I need to see how deep it is, you may want something to squeeze," he said, looking up at her.

She looks around finding nothing. She then grabs his muscular arm, "Do you mind?"

"I suppose not, but brace yourself, this is going to suck," he said. Dante placed his thumbs on either side of the cut. He pulled on both sides, spreading the wound.

Her scream pierces the forest and tears start pouring down her cheeks. She leans her weight towards him, hoping not to fall again. "I'm sorry if I'm hurting you," she cry's.

In all honesty her grip was quite firm, and uncomfortable. "I don't even notice," he said. He let go of her leg and tore a strip of fabric from his shirt. He wrapped it around the cut and tied it tight. "It's pretty bad, maybe half an inch deep. You should probably get stitches."

She let go of him and leaned against the closest tree, "I cant go to the hospital, you did a great job and im sure ill be fine," she smiles genuinly, "thank you." She looked down afraid to meet his eyes.

He completely removed his ruined shirt, exposing his extensive tattoos. "Look, I may not know you, but I won't let you bleed out. You need some medical attention, or else you could be in serious trouble," Dante said.

"You wont let them hurt me?" she whimpers, "you wont let those awful people hurt me will you?" She looks up and gazes into his eyes.

"I won't lie to you, I can't control what they do, but it is a risk you'll have to take. The only other option is letting me try, which I wouldn't suggest," he said, looking back into her eyes.

She sulks knowing that he is telling the truth, "You'll go with me then, right? Please?" Her head starts to spin and she stumbles over.

Dante's fighting instincts kicked in and he grabbed her before she could hit the ground. He carried her to the rat rod and put her in the passenger seat. He leaned in, saying, "Yes, I will go, buckle up."

She buckled her seat belt in and touched his hand, "Thank you, I know I keep saying it, but really, thanks," then the color started to drain from her face.

Knowing he must act fast, Dante quickly got into the driver seat. He turned over the engine, a deep rumble coming up. He floored it, turning the car toward the road that leads back to the city.

Ezra held on to his hand and the car door to keep steady. Even though her body wanted her to sleep she fought her eyelids and stayed awake looking at her savior who was also the person who caused the pain but she let that go.

The ride was really bumpy, but soon enough they hit the road. The tires squealed as they hit asphalt. Dante glanced over at his passenger, and then down at their hands. Part of him wanted to yank his hand away, but he decided that it couldn't hurt to let them stay that way.

Soon the bumpy road jiggled Ezra enough for her hand to slip out of his. When she felt the emptiness she nuzzled against the car door and brushed back her bangs.

Dante pushed the pedal down even further. They were going nearly a hundred. As the city limits sign showed, he slowed down a bit, but was still speeding. After another few minutes the hospital came into view down the road.

((Switch to hospital topic... :D i figure you probably caught on...))

(Switch on here cuz I cnt find a hospital topic all I found was the Nurses office))

Ezra clenched her hand as the hospital became closer and closer and closer. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in.

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