You were on the run, your breathing hitting hard and heavy while your hands clutched to any tree possible when you needed to get some air, frantically looking around. listening for voices, twig snapping or guns

you swore to yourself, underneath your breath as you groaned in pain, the injury on your leg was no better.. it slowed you down, and also left a blood trail behind, quickly as you had a moment you wrapped some vines around it. growling heavily at the pain instinctually. you started running again, trying to go faster and harder even if your lungs burned. eventually, an abandoned building came into sighting, that's where you would hide, you crawled through the small gaps, finding a dark corner to reside in, until the men who were following you, gave up.

minutes passed.. no hours that's when the deep voice returned. "scope this building, that hybrid has to be somewhere in here, the blood trail was in this direction" one of them said. "aye captain." another one, so many voices, with different accents. you cowered, praying your breathing was still enough. but it wasn't.. the stone tablet you were behind came crumbling, and you saw them.. three men, staring at you grinning.

"hey little guy.. finally found you.. c'mon, don't be scared" he spoke softer, lowering slowly and offering a gentle hand for you to take, but intuitively, you only knew how to bite. so you just stared, until finally you took it, simply because maybe they could help you with your leg. but that didn't happen before you could growl once or twice.

"easy easy.. down kid, we aren't here to kill ya.." the Scottish one spoke, making you look at him with an eyebrow raised.