Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for mature content.
I let out a sigh waking up in an alleyway. My back throbbed from the concrete wall I had been laying against as I leaned forward. My stomach let out a loud growl and I frowned. When was the last time I had eaten, two maybe, three days ago? I stood up, shaking some dirt off my clothes, and grabbed my backpack.
It held all of the belongings I had to my name inside it. I left the alleyway and started down the sidewalk. Yes, I was homeless and I had been for a while. My father had kicked me out after my fourteenth birthday, I guess he had just got tired of looking at me. I laughed to myself, that was an understatement.
He hated me, he had made it perfectly clear I met nothing too him. As if the abuse wasn’t enough he also blamed me for my mother's death. A parasite he had called me, a leech. Biting my lip I stopped mid-step, was it really my fault? She had died giving birth to me after all.
Hearing a loud car alarm I was brought to reality, I had walked right in the middle of the road unknowingly. The person motioned for me to go across and I did. I took even more care to watch where I was walking so I didn’t end up as roadkill.
I heard a loud yip as a furry head popped out of my backpack, a wolf pup, ”Morning Asher..” I had found her shortly after I had been “Evicted”.
I had to no idea where she had come from just that she had been abandoned on the side of a road in a rather cramped cage. She used to be so timid, it had taken me months for me too even get her use to me. When I did get her use to me, however, she wouldn’t let me out of her sight. She was like a guard dog, always snapping at people who got too close to me. Her head snapped in the air, she smelt something.
It had taken me a few minutes but I did too, I couldn’t be more. I found myself in front of a small cafe, Mufette's Cafe. I looked through my wallet, nothing,” Well, I really hate to do this but I've got to survive someway.”
Walking through another alleyway I saw a window sill and on it lay a pan of muffins. I frowned, I really didn’t like doing this,” Okay Ash you know the drill.”
Climbing on top of a garbage can lid, Asher climbing on top of my head, we snatched the muffins and climbed back down. Only when a Monster females face peering down at us did we take off running, she had seen us.
I could hear the monster screaming behind me as I raced down the street. Looking over my shoulder I found a few more monsters had joined the chase, a fish woman and a rather tall skeleton. I let out a growl of frustration, all this for a pan of muffins?!? I picked up the speed, taking as many turns as possible, in hope of losing them. Somewhere along the way, my eyes met another.
It had stunned me for a minute but I shook it off and continued running. The person I had locked eyes with was a monster, a skeleton like the one chasing me. He was definitely shorter, wearing a blue coat and a pair of ball shorts. He has looked surprised as I skidded past him. Just as I had turned my gaze forward I felt the need to look back just too see him again, but I bit back the impulse thinking it was completely unnecessary at the time.
Finally, I came to an opening between two buildings, I sat down or more like collapsed in a heap of gasps and pants for air. I was exhausted, how much stamina did a monster have?!? Laying my head against the brick wall behind me, I attempted too slow down my heartbeat and let the adrenaline ware off. I peeked my head around the corner to make sure I had lost them then closed my eyes. I knew it would take Asher a few minutes to catch up do to the routes she normally took. We had devised this strategy a long time ago when we ran into situations like this.
Unfortunately, this happened quite often, I found it was difficult to get a job so I never really had any money. What we would do was separate after getting what we needed making it difficult for the person to catch up too us. It had worked for a while and was very effective especially since we knew our way around the alleyways and streets. We had been caught once but the person was an older woman and she let us go with a warning. We had learned to be more cautious after that.
Hearing Asher’s loud barks I sat back up, she pushed the pan towards my hand tail wagging madly. I cracked a small smile than counted the muffins, twelve. Taking six and giving the others to her they were gone within seconds. Lazily kicking the pan at a nearby garbage can, Asher climbed into my lap. My eyebrows raised, she was that tired? Looking up, I noticed it was getting dark rather quickly.
I shrugged, laid my head back against the wall, and closed my eyes yet again. I began to think about the skeleton from earlier, who exactly was he? Did he have any family or was the one chasing me related to him? I hadn’t come across any other skeletons so that seemed highly possible to me. Sighing, I looked at the now dark sky.
I smiled slightly, ”There sure are a lot of stars out tonight, ya conked out too soon Ash.”
The wolf shifted but didn’t respond, I laughed, ”Well I guess we're spending the night here, it’s not like we can go anywhere else.”
Laying back I could feel the pull of sleep as I yawned. Minutes later or more like seconds passed as I fell into a deep slumber, unknown to me my life was about to get a lot more complicated.
(I do not own under tale or any of it's characters all I own are Asher and Mason.)