The moon has run away

The shadows swept across his face as he ran, they curled around him trying to stop him- to no avail- he ran his eyes wide in fear. The only sounds his feet tap, tapping on the floor. His pained whimpers as the shadows dug their cruel hooks into his legs, arms and back. Always behind him, dragging him back.

"-oming…he's coming t-…-ind yourself in-…" the whispers started and he froze, glancing behind himself in fear, glimpsing the emerald robed figures he collapsed to the floor. Unable to move.

The tendrils of shadows gripping his body pulling his further down. Further into his dark little world.

The last thing he saw was a kind, rosy face. Beautiful light blue eyes and white blonde hair, the face of an angel- twisted into a look of pure disgust. And just as black creeped over his vision the figure, clothed in emerald green, smiling and waving- and then everything was gone. The ground beneath his feet was gone he could no longer feel the cold of the air, or the moonlight on his face.

The world, the earth, the sun, the moon… it was all gone.

He was alone in this world, Red was the only one there.

oO-Oo

(A.N)

Okay so just making it clear that this isn't actually a chapter- it's just the first reaction to the plot bunnies. Basically if you are wondering in which direction the story is going this paragraph will tell you if you can interpret it similarly to me. Honestly this is more for me as a go to for when I get lost :P.