The sound of leaves and sticks crunching and breaking were echoing as you ran. You panted heavily as you ran from your home. You were just deemed as evil, you only had suspicions as to why...

As you ran, you couldn't see much of anything because of the panic and adrenaline. So little of your surroundings were seen so you had ended up running straight into a tree, head first. You stumbled back, rubbing your head, tripping, landing on your head again. You're mind was spinning and could barely focus.

Not even focusing when two beings walked up to you. One yellow, the other blue. They had oddly sophisticated clothes on their bodies.

Sun: "What do we do with it?"

Moon: "We either kill it or take it.."

Only then did you focus, being able to mutter out a small response, much like a plea.