The boy cried in pain as he bounced on the floor on his side, keeping the spoils he has gotten safe from the large cart hidden in his oversize shirt.
The person responsible snarled in a deep voice "give back what you have stolen boy, and I might leave you with a broken arm for my trouble" he sniffles and bites back the whimper of pain and gets his courage to look who did this to him looked over his shoul, his red eye glaring back as he keeps the food he stole hidden from view.
"No" he growls at the men.
The man grins, his stomach decreased in size as his arms grow bigger "hoped you would of said that."
-10 minutes later-
The boy with red eyes turns into a busy street, pushing and pulling to keep the food he has safe, he has trouble with doing this with just his body as one arm is holding the food he has stolen and the other been twisted in the wrong direction. With tears down his eyes, his arm flapping in the wind, he twisted his body to the side and dive into a trash can, down a dark alley way, hoping not to be found again.
A man with a stomach bigger then the boy himself, yells a hurl of curses at the boy as he passes the trash can, looking for the boy and to find the food he has stolen from him.
The boy sighs in relief as he looks down his shirt to see what he got and he smiles in happiness "this might be the biggest steal yet!" he thought excitedly.
He flinches in pain as his arm bumps into the side of the trash can "if only i wasn't being a dumbass and got caught by a fat slob, I wouldn't have to deal with you" he talks to his arm as if it was its fault for being dislocated "thank God I was fast enough to break out of his grip or I would of have to deal with a broken arm" he thought as he put the oversized shirt in his mouth "this is gonna suck" he thought as he got hold of his dislocated arm.
"3.....2.....1................."
"Come on Aaron, you can do this, its just a dislocated arm! It won't kill you" he says to pump himself up.
Just as he was about to put his arm back in place he heard a knock on the top of the trash can "kid?" A deep man's voice spoke from atop the trash can "kid can you hear me?" The boy freezes up and thinks of all the ways to escape this situation. " i don't want to hurt you kid, but I saw you arm while you were running and thought I should take you to the doctor to get it set" the boy goes silent.
"Why" the boy says simply
"Dont know" his voice sounded sarcastic "should I ignore a 5 year old who is hurt and hiding in a trash can?"
"Depends on you're morals" Aaron replied back to the man as he thought of ways to escape. " plus I'm 6 not 5."
The man snorted "same thing" the man replied amusingly.
All of a sudden the trash can exploded, the boy flying out using the trash lid as a sheild as hits the man on the side of the head as tears streaming down his eyes
His newly set arm holding his food as he starts running out of the dark alley screaming "stranger danger" and "not touching the bannana" so that people think he was in the middle of getting abducted
-2 years later-
In this world their are the beast that plagues the land, destroying everything in their path to get to the closest village, to kill and steal their food but the beasts have a enemy in humans as they won't let them steal food that easily, people fight back and unlocked the power of magic. Magic's power is in everyone, some people find it easy to unlock, but most find it impossible to find and unlock it. The men and women who fight back the beast are called heroes. The first and final defence of humanity. Aaron wants to be like the heroes in old and new, to be a wall of protection to those who will ask for help, and the ones who don't. Unfortunately, (or fortunately depending on who you ask) Aarons magic is hard to find in his mind. "God damit Aaron, stop such a kleptomanic!" The boy screams in his mind "its starting to get stupid with how much i steal" he says in his mind, the rush of the chase pumping his blood through out his body. The boy smiles as he dives into a back alley, the merchant far away from him and likely to never see him again, " another steal, another success" he mumbles to himself as a small smile grows on his face. A short walk later leads him to a old barn with holes in the roof, support beams cracked and from the weight of the old barn, "hello gorgeous" he mumbles to himself as he looks at the old barn. As he walks into the old building, he sees movement on top of the beams, an animal on four legs, a long fluffy tail with two spikes shaped like a war axe, almost 10 times his size, staring at him with dark green eyes and a snout expelling smoke. This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. The boy freezes " is that a beast?" He thought, "how did it get so close to the village without getting killed by the heroes?" The boy thinks of everything to nothing to not get eaten by the fearsome beast. He slowly moves out of the barn, careful to not anger the large beast, and not to leave his back open. As he is closing the door and pray that the beast doesn't kill him he thinks "I'm screwed, this is the only safe place for me in the village, not to mention it has all my food and valuables". He looks back at the barn and debates on what to do "i need my food and water im dead within the week without it" he says to himself and scavenging his courage, walks back into the old barn. He sees the beast on the roof beams snap its eyes to the noise he has created, and he slowly closes the door, always keeping eye contact, and walks to the side where he keeps his supplies at. All of a sudden he hears a whimper of pain and looks at the large beast, and sees it was bleeding on the side "you were caught" he mumbles as he looks at the large slash and arrow sticking out of the side of its back "you were smart enough to run" his eyes softened, as they start to glow. "Just like me" All of a sudden, his vision is filled with a circle with lines going to the middle connected to three smaller circles in a shape of a target, his eyes never leaving the large four pawed creature. ???- The large creature hopes down, looking at the small kitten that has entered his smaller home, his large eyes that hold the colour of rubies looking at her in fear, the kitten leaves for a moment and comes back later with a determined face, his eyes never leaving hers and not showing his back to her, his eyes go to her wound for a moment and his eyes start to glow, all of a sudden she wants to come closer to see what the scared kitten would do. All of a sudden his arm slowly lifts with the palm open and she fills drawn to it, to come closer and closer and closer and close- Her head touches the palm of his small hand and she sees a small pattern of circles cover her body originating from the boys palm, to tell her she's safe and she in a good place, the kittens small ruby eyes look up to her in wonder and amazement as he strokes the small hand on her head, she suddenly feels tired and picks the kitten by the weird cloth they wear, as she walks closer to the middle of the building, she layes down on her unhurt side and falls asleep, the last she see is the small kitten stroking her chin. Aaron- "What, in the name of the gods, was that" he thinks as he strokes the leopard like creature under its chin. As it falls asleep with him laying on their front paws, he starts to get up, careful to not wake up the large cat-like beast. He walks away and looks at the large beast source of pain and starts to get to work on patching her up, starting with the large arrows sticking out of her side "why am I doing this" he talks to himself "its just a beast, it just saving me for breakfast for tomorrow " he says as he pulls out a arrow that hanged on the thick fat/fur of the creature. " if I'm going to do this I'm going to do it right" he mumbles to himself as he gets his supply bag. As he starts working to heal her he notices a large pouch on its underbelly almost moving (and did he hear it purr?) He ignores it and continues to work on the large beast. The next morning The boy wakes up to darkness, his vision blocked and his airways suffocating under the darkness he was in. He sits up and the darkness comes flying off, in the shape of a small leopard with a weird tail, almost as if the fur on the end is shaped like a spear. "Gave me a heart attack little buddy" he mumbles to himself as the cat rubs his stomach affectionately. He smiles "well good morning to you too" he says as he pats the cat on its back. The cat starts to wiggle in his arms and he let's it go, leaving the kitten to run up to the large beast and rubs their heads together. "Its a mother" he says surprised as he looks away from the small cat to the large beas- no, large mother as she picks the kitten up and start cleaning the small kitten with her large tongue. He starts to move away from the family of two but he sees his supply bag near the large mother, he debates wither to go near the large mother or to ditch the barn and the leopard family. Aside his better judgement he goes for his supply's and grabes just as he was about to walk away, he feels a large tug coming from the neck of the shirt he was wearing and starts to go airborn. He struggles for a sec but stops as he is dropped into the large leopard lap "this is it" he thought "I'm dead, I'm going to die as a morning snac-" Lick. "Huh?" Lick. As he looks up at the mother he starts to laugh, he's getting bathed by a cat beast like he is one of her kittens. He pats her snout and smiles widely "thank you, sweetie" he says affectionately as he strokes the snout of the mother. "Maybe this beast can bring me peace" he jokes to himself.