Running from my Sins

(LOL, thanks. )

He screamed, unable to see, and thrust his fist up into her face.

(>:-|)

I scratched at his hand. "C'mon Jonathon!" I gaged. "I can't breathe!"

"Jonathon, stop it!" I grabbed his hand, thring to get it off her throat.

Asia growled and bit deep into her half-master's hand. The tangy taste of blood swarmed into her mouth and trickled down her jaws untill she was wearing a red apron of blood.

He shrieked at them some more, but let go, slowly. Inside, the pain was excruciating. It was all of the most painful things in the world, balled up into one. His whole body throbbed, but mostly around his eyes. After they had falled out, eyesight was lost and so was the reason to live. But two things kept him alive: Liz, and the death of Hitler.

"That's it! I'm getting Liz!" I ran off calling her name."

"Wait!" I called a second too late. I sighed and looked at Jonathon. This isn't normal. Why didn't it work? I thought.

Ty stared at Jonathan, unable to speak.

"Well?" I yelled at Ty. "Aren't cha gonna do anything?"

"lIKE WHAT?" hE ASKED.

"I DON'T KNOW!!! THINK OF SOMETHING!!!"

he jumped back from her.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Ty ran out of the shelter.

"Ty!" I ran outside after him.

Joanthan screamed.

"Oh will you shut up you bid dumb baby!" I yelled inside to Jonathon.

"Ty!" Liz called back. A few drops of rain fell on her shoulders. Goody. Rain.

"Liz? Jonathan's freakin' me out!" Ty yelled.

"Well what's the matter?" It soon began to pour.

"His eyeballs have fallen out and now's he's screaming and bleeding everywhere."

I took a moment to consider this, but didn't have long because a wet dog bowled into me, whining. Asia. "Well I know a treatment for that. Tell him that I'll be there soon!" I dashed off into the rain, looking for the essential herbs needed for the remedy.

"I can't go back in there!" tY CALLED, BUT SHE WAS ALREADY GONE. hER CUSSED.

I soon returned, a bundle of herbs with me. "Take me there!" I told him, trying to keep the herbs dry.

He took off his new jacket and rested it over the herbs.

"Thanks Ty," I told him, panting, then ran back to the shelter thing.

"Is he gonna be okay?"