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Marcus was scared. He had been on the run for a week now and it was scary. He felt as if he was a giant magnet to freaks. The last one had been the weirdest. It was a human-like but it had fur, fins and the head of a dog. It had been a tough fight, with a bunch of new wounds added to his other one's, but he eventually managed to defeat it by crashing a bookshelf on it (he wasn't welcome in that library anymore). He 'borrowed' a few first aid kits from hospitals when no one was looking so he could patch himself up when he needed it. This was one of those times.
He was sitting hidden by a bush in Central Park, New York, and put some bandages on his arms when he heard some rustling in the bush he was sitting by. He stopped what he was doing to listen more closely. He had sometimes been chased off by police officers when he sat there because they thought he was up to something (what did they think he was doing there!? He was 11!). That's when he heard some hissing coming from the bush.
"Okay, it's just a snake. Nothing to worry about" he thought and was just about to get back to what he was doing when the snake showed itself.
He gasped in shock and jumped to his feet. He stepped back a few feet. He had pictured it to be a small and, maybe not friendly but atleast not dangerous, snake. Instead, it was a 6'5 long snake and could probably crush an innocent little 11 year old easily. He took out his pocket knife and stood ready for the snake to attack. This was most likely another of those weird creatures that wanted him dead. But he wasn't gonna let that happen...
Marcus was scared. He had been on the run for a week now and it was scary. He felt as if he was a giant magnet to freaks. The last one had been the weirdest. It was a human-like but it had fur, fins and the head of a dog. It had been a tough fight, with a bunch of new wounds added to his other one's, but he eventually managed to defeat it by crashing a bookshelf on it (he wasn't welcome in that library anymore). He 'borrowed' a few first aid kits from hospitals when no one was looking so he could patch himself up when he needed it. This was one of those times.
He was sitting hidden by a bush in Central Park, New York, and put some bandages on his arms when he heard some rustling in the bush he was sitting by. He stopped what he was doing to listen more closely. He had sometimes been chased off by police officers when he sat there because they thought he was up to something (what did they think he was doing there!? He was 11!). That's when he heard some hissing coming from the bush.
"Okay, it's just a snake. Nothing to worry about" he thought and was just about to get back to what he was doing when the snake showed itself.
He gasped in shock and jumped to his feet. He stepped back a few feet. He had pictured it to be a small and, maybe not friendly but atleast not dangerous, snake. Instead, it was a 6'5 long snake and could probably crush an innocent little 11 year old easily. He took out his pocket knife and stood ready for the snake to attack. This was most likely another of those weird creatures that wanted him dead. But he wasn't gonna let that happen...