(BETA) This Story has not been read through thoroughly so there will be some lingering mistakes, apologies! This will be rectified once read though...when I have time... (BETA)

OTHERWISE ENJOY!

This is my second story posted so be gentle, I've not written in a long time...

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"STOP!" A loud voice called from behind.

It was too dark to see, she was running to fast to look back now, she had to keep going, she had to keep running. She panted as her footsteps lapped against the wet cobblestone, barely able to see an inch in front of her until the next street lamp appeared, lighting the path yet again.

Then, she was swallowed in darkness again; she squeezed her eyes closed as she tried to summon what was left of her strength to push faster.

"You can't keep running forever! We will find you!" The voice called again, but it sounded further away, that made her smirk slightly. But it disappeared quickly as she came to a dead end. No, NO! She thought to her self, cursing her feet for bringing her here. Her eyes widened. Footsteps, they're getting louder, faster.

She whirled around trying to find somewhere to hide. There was nothing. She step back, the heel of her left foot hitting something that protruded from the ground. She looked down instantly, a manhole.

"Down here! I saw her go down here! This way!" Voices, getting louder, footsteps faster. She kneeled down and lifted the metal plate that covered the hole. It smelt awful; she squinted and hesitated, looking down into the black obis. Her head snapped up to see shadows appeared in the end of the alley in the light of the nearby street lamp. She had no choice; she got down clinging to the ladder against the tube of the manhole and pulled the cover back over sealing her self in. Starting to descend down the ladder, her foot slipped on the metal bar she squealed as her body fell and splashed into the dirty water beneath.

She landed awkwardly on her behind and back, she braced herself with her arms to lean up, water dripping from her clothes and hair. Voices were louder but the footsteps stopped as they came to the dead end she was originally stuck at.

She looked up, seeing small streams of light squeezing out of the holes and seam of the cover above her, the streams moving as the feet covered them, blocking the light. She held her breath.

"She's not here! We must have missed a turning! Come on!" The loud voices sounded but drifted off towards the end as the footstep echoed out of the alleyway.

Her breath finally escaped, as she closed her eyes, letting the streams of light cascade on her face. She brought herself back up on her tired feet, but felt her ankle give way she braced her hands against the wall of the sewer the cold concrete scrapping her palms.

"Shit!" her quiet outburst echoed in the sewer tunnel. Lifting her right foot and twisting her ankle slightly but hissed a breath through her teeth at the pain. She had to keep moving, bracing herself against the wall and applying as little pressure on her right foot as possible; she started to hobble down the left of the tunnel. She had no idea where to go, couldn't remember which direction she had come from. But hopefully she would just come y another ladder and escape. Her ankle was going to hold her back however, not being able to move quickly, but she couldn't stay down in the sewer, she would need to either eat or sleep soon and her legs were barely holding her up.

Her muscles constricted from under her and she fell to her knees into the murky water, hitting the hard concrete beneath.

"Damn! This is no use…" she sighed out running her palms up and down her thighs massaging the taught muscles. Her head was hung a fall of short brown hair curtaining her face. Her hands slowed and her eyes closed, her breathing becoming calm. She could feel her legs shake, she needed to rest, to eat, but this smell was not going to allow her any kind of appetite or restful sleep.

After what felt like a few hours her head snapped up at the sound of something landing in the water further up the tunnel ahead of her. She could see light cracking through more manholes ahead streaming down like spotlights.

Then she felt the ripples softly hit her knees in the water, her eyes widened, whatever it was, couldn't have fallen far from where she was. She sat still, hoping whatever it was hadn't spotted her, and if she made a move the water wouldn't give her away. She felt lucky that she hadn't stopped in the dark space between the manhole spotlights.

She kept her eyes peeled watching for any movement, trying to keep her breathing slow and steady. But felt her heart skip a beat when another one sounded off, this time closer. The manholes weren't open, so nothing could be falling from them, and nothing was disturbing the light. It had to be, something in the darkness, could be water dripping, but the sound was much to loud to simply be a splash of water hitting the sewer water.

Her breathing became rapid in panic. Damn it! Keep it together, they will find you otherwise. She scolded herself. Squeezing her eyes shut as another wave of ripples hit her knees.

She kept them closed, waiting, breathing slowly, her hands clenched into fists on her thighs. She waited. There was no more noise, her features relaxed hoping whatever it was had passed. She let out a breath that she had been holding for what felt like, too long. Her lips parted in slight shock when she felt a breath against her face. Now, now she was too scared to open her eyes, the breath she felt, it smelt like her own, which meant it was bouncing off something in front of her. But, there was nothing down the tunnel, she saw earlier; she wasn't in front of a wall, or anything. No, something had to have moved in front of her face.

She sighed again trying to calm herself but her heart was betraying her, humming rather then beating.

She decided to lift a hand in front of her face and move it forward to whatever was in her path. She reached out, but there was nothing; she moved her fingers against the empty space. Nothing…but, how? Her brow furrowed, confused, until her fingertips come in contact with something, soft. It felt like material against the pads of her fingertips. She stroked along it, her breath hitched in her chest, fear taking over her. She couldn't open her eyes. Her fingertips continued along the material until she came across something that felt like skin. Pulling her Hand away like she had just touched something sharp, she placed her hand on her thigh again and sighed, her breath shakily escaping between her parted lips.

She hung her head again keeping her eyes closed, how long was she going to dwell in darkness. She licked her dry lips before speaking.

"Please…" Her voice was shaky and pleading. Her hands balling into fists, her teeth clenched as she fought back the words. She felt pitiful, she was stronger then this, just…just not at this very moment, her strength had abandoned her.

"Please…" Her paused again, her voice acting on it's own as she scolded her self mentally. Stop it, stop it!

"Please…help me…" The words felt like poison on her lips, she didn't want to admit defeat. Her body started to shake, fighting with her inner self to shut up and do as it was told.

Before she could say anything, something was clamped to her mouth, she gasped against what felt like cloth, inhaling the smell. Her eyes snapped open at that moment. A dark outline of a figure hanging from the ceiling of the sewer tunnel, she could only see glowing white eyes and a slight outline of what looked like armour around his chest, protruding over his shoulders from his back.

She wanted to get up and run, she wanted to scream, but her body did the opposite, it relaxed, so much so, she fell to the side her eyes slipping closed. The last thing she felt was something catching her and lifting her body, lighting shining through her eyelids. Am I dead? She thought to herself.

Then…even her mind gave way leaving her in more complete darkness.

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I hope you enjoyed more to come!

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