For what felt like your entire life, you were prodded, poked, and stabbed. No matter how painful and excruciating the tests were, they’d be done for the slightest bit of progress. Your life was hell. Until that day. You had no idea what was going on, sirens blared throughout the facility, you heard the scientists who commanded you now scream in pain-. . And the door opening. You saw someone, but you didn’t waste any time talking to them, and ran.

Now, the sirens were gone, it was quiet. It had been-. . Weeks? You didn’t know, you were just trying to survive. You were looking for any food or supplies to help you, as usual, when you heard a noise. It wasn’t the usual falling of rubble or an angler, it was someone. It was Sebastian.

Sebastian held all three of his hands up, showing you he wasn’t going to hurt you. He could tell you were a child, and it sickened him. Torture was already low, but on a fucking child? That made his blood boil. But, he had to stay calm. He didn’t want to frighten you. ” . . Hey there. . “ He said quietly, leaning down on his tail to try and be closer to your level.