There was a young man sleeping in the midst of a grass field with trees just up ahead. He wore nothing but clothes for his lower body with his pants pulled up to his calf.

Tucked between his two pair of pants was an ap pistol.

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Flying through the trees were three people at high speeds. They hopped from Branch to branch to branch with experience, the two ahead we're obviously being chased by something a person in white with red trim.

The two ahead we're a man and woman and behind was a man with a skinny sword but long a his own height. It's sharpness was abnormal and threatened to slice anything it touched.

Suddenly the man sped up and gripped his sword as he hefted it. His actions were seen first by the man constantly checking the rear of the two and so he grit his teeth in a despairing situation such as this one.

The man running with the woman took his weapon and ran back at the man in white and they collided, clashing weapons against weapons. The man grinded his teeth as he was forced to use both his hands as their assailant was already forcing him back with one. In a second the man was quickly over powered and sent flying with a yell.

The woman ahead caught a glimpse of the man she was running with flying by and leaving the forest through the edge of the brush she spotted. Containing fewer trees. This caused her to look back as she slowed her speed a bit because of looking back, a subconscious but deadly actions and she would find this out.

The woman's eyes rounded, the man behind whose swords was clutched at the ready was already at her back in midair yet to land. The woman just to jump widened her eyes and lacked any means of defense so all she could do was scream.

The man uttered one word. "Repent.."

Instead of swinging his sword for a slice, he swung it sideways and so this instead of cutting dug into her flesh and she flew further and pass the man who had landed just outside the forest from his blow.

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She caught sight of him bleeding just before she shut her eyes in reaction to her flying back.

The man with all white caught up and landed before he caught sight of something odd. He took a few steps more as he took his landing to a stop.

The lady she was lying down next to someone, a young man with a almond complexion and lean body. He was casually snoring away as these three had their own situation. The woman reacted first and soundlessly tried to wake him.

Putting her hand to his and and then the other as she sat in a kneeling position she rubbed his chest half aggressively in a gesture to wake the young man.

-Come on, wake up. I don't know if you are help or an innocent but please do something!- such we're the woman's thoughts.

So with an urgent expression she shook him.

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"Whose shaking me?" Thought the young man.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw a man in white wearing a hood studying him with a dead pan expression.

The young man slowly sat at and his first reaction was to send aggressive winds across his surroundings, he was a terrible sleeper. Anyone who disturbed his sleep before usually got a pistol in their face if they were not a select few.

The first winds buffetted back both the man and the woman, the next were enough to lift them off their feet and 6 meters in the air, the man and woman mouth gap open like fish. The third wind strengthed enough to hold in place both of the two in the air. Captured.

"So.." spoke the young man who had come to stand already.

However as if he was meant to not get up a bleeding man with bruises all over suddenly came from above with his short sword poised to end him with a stab to the skull, however the young man was less considerate to his attacker than someone shaking him awake.

"Aimbot..". Thought the young man and suddenly his ulness changed some rules for the second body and now the young man was capable of countless but many mythical feets.

"Carefull." Said the young man as he snatched up his pistol from his pants and merely the though of the man was enough and all the young man did was think of his assailant while pulling his pistol and firing the gun with a tap of the trigger.

The pistols point hadn't even aimed at the man and suddenly he was riddled with bullets. And bleeding all over his body. A wind came from the young man and buffetted back the corpse. Simply disposed of and sent back into the forest. Wolves could be seen calculating the landing of it and ready to chomp down already.

"Guess I'll make more out of wind when my next mag is out. Sigh..." Uttered the young man as he slid his gun back into his pants. Back in place he marched over to his two sleep disturbers and looked up at them with cold eyes and made the both of them quiver in fear and shake with anticipation.

The young man certainly wasn't of this world. No one could do this much.

"You should speak. I warn you once, why have you disturbed my slumber?" The young man said.