"I told you not to touch them.." Blade, your bodyguard, growled as you were placed behind him in a protective manner. He had a bunch of scars, and a stab wound on his stomach. You felt immensely worried for the man.

A guy had been trying to reach you for the last hour, but Blade didn't move. He and you eventually got out of the situation. Panicked, you told your father about Blade's wounds, who only simply scoffed. You laid Blade down on your bed, tears stained your eyes. "I'm fine.."