“You Can’t have a Rez without a Raz” Story
Hewwo! Before I continue let me say, Sowwie again for the huge space between stories, I sorta took a break from writing, I am back on it cause I feel sorry that you guys haven’t gotten much from me, Sowwie.
Anyways, this story is like an Alternate thing of Me and one of my best Friendos, @littlerez , I created this because I haven’t gotten to hear or communicate to Rez much and I just wanted to show how much I cared so I made this story up, hopefully you all enjoy!
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Feet ran and stomped among the concrete that was below them. They ran as quickly as they could, pushing anything in their path out of the way or behind them as angered figures had ran and stomped behind them. The figures ran through darken and messy rundown alley ways, two figures in the far front, swiftly dashing further a head of the group that had followed with anger behind. As the two figures had dashed ahead, moving past random obstacles i their way, the two looked to each other’s masked faces before nodded to each other. The two figures ran a bit further before splitting up in a maze full of alley ways, shortcuts, secret passages and more obstacles. The angered group behind, confused had also decided to split up, unevenly to chase the two figures ahead. As the two figures dragged the part of the angered group behind them in a maze of alley ways, some of the angered figures had stopped due to needing to take a breath or being lost among the maze, leaving very few still to follow behind. The shorter of the two figures, wasn’t at all the fastest of the two. The figure was of a female, short, and a tad chubby. She worn a black and white striped bandanna over her mouth and nose, covering her identity besides her shiny blue eyes, which had black glasses over. She had also worn a black and gray hoodie, the hood part covering over her hair, making her hair unnoticeable. She had baggy gray boy shorts, her hoodie covering some of it, she also had black and white shoes. For not being the fastest, she still carried a heavy load of stuff in a black, gray, and white backpack on her back, making her a tad slower than normal. She had to rely on her creative mindset and her great stamina. The taller of the two figures, was the fastest and the oldest. This figure was also female, skinny, and faster than the shorter of the two. This one did rely on both her great speeds and her smartness to carry herself on, away from the angered figures behind her. She worn a dark blue hoodie and a dark colored bandanna around her mouth and nose, her hoodie was down, exposing her light, soft and short brown colored hair. She worn black sweatpants and gray,white, dark blue shoes. She was far ahead from the group behind her, most giving up on chasing her, leaving three people to still follow her, soon the three would give up soon as well. The Shorter of the two was having the most difficult moment, the group still close behind her, she was desperate to throw anything backwards to keep them from catching her. She ran as fast as her short legs could, hoping to god’s name that she’d make it, no matter what she was, she hoped to god’s name. As she ran, she felt a hand being placed on top of her backpack, she felt her self panic before she had felt the owner of the hand slip up and fall, not pulling her down, luckily. She breathed in a sigh of relief as she managed to gain a big boost of speed from that moment, making her go a bit further ahead. After a good ten to fifteen minutes of running, the shorter of the two finally was losing her stamina while the taller of the two had lost all those who had followed behind her closely. The Smaller of the two had felt hand being placed onto her backpack, tugging her backwards onto the ground. She kicked and hit anything that had reached for her, she closed her eyes and she put as much as she could into defending herself. One of the angered figures managed to put her hands down, another started to punch her while another, had started to kick her. She felt powerless, inferior to them, she felt weak and if she had failed her taller companion. She screamed, trying to put as much force as she could into her scream and her struggled to break free, sadly, only her scream was successful before a dirty and nasty smelling hand was placed over her screaming mouth. She sat in pain, feeling the hits and kicks slowly manage to truly get to her, she felt weaker than ever and slowly she felt like she was fading away, blacking out as you would say. She closed her eyes, giving up on her struggles, believing she had failed everything. As her eyes closed, she felt the hands over her mouth be ripped from her, same with the hands that held her down. Her eyes shot right back open, her vision being blurry from the sudden opening of her eyes. She tried scanning the area, but that was when she realized, the glasses had were once on her face, were no longer on her, she searched and searched for them. She managed to find shattered glass before finding her shattered glasses, she growled before looking back to whatever was happening. She seen blurry figures fighting, one figure being that of her companion. She darted up as quickly as her weakening body could and started to try helping her companion, before being pushed away, falling to the ground in the process. Angered, she dropped her stuff and rammed head first into the back of one of the men. The Man screamed in pain, blood seeming to slowly soaking onto the back of the guy’s shirt. The others of the angered group looked to the small one, pissed off they started to target her, rather than her taller companion. She smirked under her bandanna and darted off, making the rest of the angered group follow behind her, catching up to her weakened body quickly. She ran like a swift yet injured rat running from a scene, which she was indeed running from a scene. She knew the alley ways like the back of her hand, so she made a plan. She would dart to a dead end, putting up the act of being scared, before fighting back, letting her friend who would be far away to run. She smiled to the plan and darted off, turning corners quickly. For being the slowest out of the two, she manages at moments to find her speed. She was thankful it was this moment she had gained her speed. Sadly, her speed didn’t last long before being grabbed and turned around to face those who were behind her. The Men and women growled in anger at her before somebody picked her up before soon quickly throwing her to the ground, sending a shock through her lower back. She Held in a scream, her lower back and down was her weakest points, making her seem to be weaker than most. Some of the people started spitting at her, a sign as disrespect and hatred towards another person in her area of town, before starting to beat her up again. Some people had targeted new ares of her body that have yet to be hit at, while others targeted the same areas before. Somebody went so far as to break a bottle of beer and cut her cheek deeply right in the middle, almost tempting to slit her throat, luckily, he didn’t. The Smaller figured smiled under her bandanna, seeing that her plan had worked out as she had hopped, though her planned left her beaten up. Constantly trying to show signs of struggle, the smaller figure was fading for real this time, she felt everything one by one slowly give out, only thing not giving out was her open for her fellow taller companion.
The taller of the two, though, didn’t like the idea of her shorter and weaker friend to run off with the angered people. She gotten up after managing to held herself together after the few too quick punches and kicks, she looked around at the mess her friend had left behind, specially the hurt and still breathing body of the man she harmed. The taller one sighed at the man, helping him up against the wall and helping his wounds quickly. The man looked in shocked to the taller one as she worked the small bit of medical magic on him before she walked off. The man thought he was indeed going to bleed out, he wasn’t bleeding badly but he couldn’t feel the lower part of his whole body. The taller figure ran off as the man watched from where he had sat against the wall. She darted, searching everywhere she could, noting the sounds of the alley ways. As she had continued to walk, she heard the sound of a beating, guessing and praying for it to be her friend. Darting swiftly through obstacles, the taller one dashed through towards the sound, soon finding the group of people beating a pile of what once was her friend. She felt flames go to her head and she grabbed the nearest thing and chucked it at a guy’s head, knocking him clean out. The others turned and went off fighting her, some had to run away while others were knocked clean out. After a bit of fighting, she ran to her friend, held her friend in her arms, sadly looking at her bruised and cut up form. Her friend look broken in her arms, she put her head to her friend’s chest, almost in tears to what the group of people left her as, a pile of what she once was. Though her friend was still alive, she didn’t know if she would survive, they both didn’t have barely enough money to feed one another half a hot dog. She let a tear or two fall before falling to a water fall of tears flooding from her tear banks. If her tears were money, her companion robbed all of the banks. As She cried, she felt a hand being placed onto her forearm, she slowly looked to the hand, followed it to the owner of it. When she meet eyes with her smiling and yet weak companion, she laughed over her tears, remembering her friend never was so weak. She realized, yet again, her friend was stronger than anybody she’d ever met, her small companion had thought the same about her. “W-why..?” Her friend struggled to say. She looked at her friend before pulling her hoodie and bandanna down, revealing her friend’s snow white colored hair, half of it being on her head while the other half had barely any hair. She revealed her friend’s blue eyes a bit more, she also reveals the small demon horns on her head along with the long elf looking ears. She sighed and she rubbed her companion’s head, trying to comfort her. “hmm..?” She replied, holding her friend closely, her friend’s head on her legs. “Why d-did you come -come back?” Her friend struggled once more to say, blood coming off her lip along with blood coming from her nose. The taller one laughed a bit before responding “Cause…You can’t have a Rez without a Raz..” She smiled, hugging her friend closely. Her friend smiled and weakly hugged back before coughing lightly, “Thanks, Rez..” Rez smiled to her name and grabbed her friend, carrying her bridal style, along with both their stuff on her back, “No problem, Raz..” Both Rez and Raz smiled before Raz had passed out weakly. Rez then carried her friend to the rundown old abandoned building both called their home, she would soon get help from close or neighboring friends, staying day and night with Raz, till she had fully recovered.
