“THERES A GUN!” the people screamed panicking
I heard shooting going on, I looked up at my step-father franticly, but he was already dead and crimson liquid was spilling out. I whipped my head around to see mom shielding me from the gunmen’s rage. I watched helplessly as bullets slashed her in half. I curled up in the pool of blood pretending to be dead losing concussions. The police came taking the bodies away they were checking my pulse when I had snapped back to reality, I jerked up pressing my self into the wall trying to hide. they looked at me shocked. they told me that I was the only one that survived the massacre. My uncle took me under his wing teaching me everything he knew. He was the one who introduced me into anime.
I was now 16 years old. I had a dog I saved from the pound, he was huge compared to Uncle’s Irish wolf hound, in muscle mass, he looks like a muscle builder in a dog body, he was brown so I named him Brownie. I know epic fail with name. Uncle calls him moose. I never went anywhere with out Brownie. In fact I was training myself with swords with Brownie.
When we both had found this huge cave like ditch coming out of the ground. Curios as I was, I sent a text message to Uncle telling him what I had found. His reply was ‘go for it. Take your climbing gear just in case. Love u.
’ I ran back to the house grabbing my climbing gear, some money, change of cloths, cellphone, etc. all into a backpack in the end weighted 35 pounds. Sure seems light right, wrong. To a girl that was only 101.4 pounds you change your mind.Brownie and I started on the sallow end of the cave with string I marked where I was. So if I got lost I could find my way back. Brownie ran farther ahead of me surprising me. As he had run into the light at the end of the cave. I walked out of the cave looking around I dodged a flying shrunken. I looked back to where it came from. I Saw this man with black straight hair and red eyes that beckoned me into them. I looked away from those eyes fast and focused my eyes on his nose, yeah.
When ever I had to fight someone I always avoided looking into the eyes of the person. I called out to Brownie, he came back to me wagging his tail with a large rabbit in his jaws. I kept an eye out for the man I had spotted coming out. Who btw had jumped right behind me. Making me reflex dodging round kick him in the groin. (one of my specialties for creepers). The man had dodged it at last second making my smirk disappear. My dog started growling and then it hit me. THIS GUY IS ITACIH!!!!! I’m such and id10t.
“Know I remember your Sasuke’s older brother from the Naruto manga aren’t you? your cosplay costume is really good.”
He looked at me like I was crazy. This must mean that I’m stuck in the freak’n real deal.