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[sub][b]Location:[/b] Shiganshina District, Wall Maria[/sub][/center][indent][hr][color=1F3579]"Run."[/color] Angel told himself as he sprinted down the road, darting through alleyways towards his house. 

The thundering boom that cracked through the air of the titan's kick to the wall, followed by screams and shouts, was enough for Angel to figure out what was going on. It didn't help that the sight of the face that appeared above the wall, the eerie smile it carried would be ingrained in his mind forever as he panted and coughed his way to his family.

As Angel reared a corner, his mind still lost, he was tackled by another worried kid running as far and as fast as he could away from the dangers of the titans. The impact of the kid caused Angel to fly back, hitting himself against the wall of the house beside him, knocking the wind out of his lean body. The other younger teen, from what Angel could tell, had the wind knocked out of him too as he laid lifeless on the road.

Feeling a spot of wetness on the back of his head, he sluggishly picked himself up off the ground and went over to the kid, shaking him in an attempt to wake him. [color=1F3579]"Get up, kid. We gotta run before the titans get he-"[/color]

But before he could finish Angel felt a tingle in his spine, a feeling of dread rushed through his body, something he hadn't ever felt before. More people began flushing down the road towards their direction, with something booming behind them as the ground shook every other second.

[color=1F3579]"No, no, no."[/color] Angel said as he began violently shaking the unconscious teen. He didn't know the kid, but Angel wasn't going to leave him. Still recovering from the impact of the hit himself, Angel grabbed the kid's arm and dragged him to the alleyway where he had come from, throwing himself and the dead-weight body he dragged alongside with him behind some crates as the earth still thundered from the approaching steps of whatever monster that was chasing the crowd.

[color=1F3579]"Please, please, please."[/color] The young wannabe artist prayed. [color=1F3579]"I don't want to die."[/color] He held onto the kid he had ran into tightly, hugging him as tears rolled down his eyes.
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