Previously on “The Hidden Secrets” our Mc has been “rescued” by our 2nd favourite thief. (we all know who our favourite is, hint: Icecream.) During their time together two months have passed, during that time he was a part of his gang for only one month then after being taught the ways of how to live off the streets they both had to part ways when heading to vale.

“Hey kid, what's your name?” asked Roman after a week of “working” with him, probably thinking that I would die in the first two days.

“My name… it’s umm Edward.” That was the first name that came to mind probably because of my past life and I’m a creature of habit.

“Well kid this is where we part ways, let’s hope that the Spiders won't get you.” after Roman said that he walked into one of the five different bullheads that lead to Vale’s different air ports not caring to look back at the kid he’s been working with for nearly two months.

*Time skip to where Edward has arrived at vale’s air port that is located in the industrial district with only a few pieces of clothing in his backpack and other things…*

As Edward is walking through the airport's doors he is greeted with the sights of shady people scanning the newly arrived people ‘Probably looking for people to easily steal.’ continuing his walk with confidence to discourage the nearby thieves while also giving them a warning look telling them that he knows’ what there up too.

Heading away from airport 6 Edward heard all sorts of shouts and screams, the few others that were around also heard this and all quickend their walk along with grabbing their belongings tighter all of them ignoring the cries for help ‘Ignore it you’ll only make things worse… You’ll only make things worse like all the other times…aww FUCK IT.’ and with that last thought he turned and headed towards one of the unknown ally.

With his heart beating and his face showing an odd amount of carmines, Edward approached the alley and peaked his head around the corner and saw a man robbing a woman who looks to be no younger than 23.

The man is wearing baggy cargo pants and a tank top that barely fit, he has a few scars that that seems like he’s been in a literal cat fight his eyes were that of a misty black almost as if he is blind, in his hands there a knife which is also a gun, the blade was pressed up against the lady’s collarbone and the tip of the knife was rested against her cheek drawing a small bit of blood.

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The woman is wearing a tank-top that squished her decent sized chest together along with a dark pink pencil skirt that matches her shoulder length pink hair ‘She reminds me of a slutty Sakura’ getting rid of the useless thoughts.

Taking the time to think of ideas that could save the woman from this situation, there are only a few things he could do: try and help her himself or try and get the police and huntsmen to come and help but it will probably be too late by then.

Looking around and finding a bin he quickly thought of a plan: grab the bin-lid, throw it like a frisbee, hit the arm holding the dagger-gun making it fall to the ground then quickly tackle the guy to the ground and steal the dagger-gun then drag the woman away to safety.

Grabbing the bin-lid and enacting the plan, everything goes as planned until the man who was tackled to the ground grabbed his leg and slammed him to the floor but it wasn't over Edward determined to survive and save the woman sat up and gripped the dagger-gun and stabbed the the man’s wrist over and over and over again until the man’s hand is severed severed.

The blood flew everywhere as the once shocked man realised that he couldn't feel his hand as he wiggled and thrashed waving his stump in every direction letting the blood fly covering both Edward and the woman in droplets of blood ‘I’ll never be able to get used to the blood’ Edward said with a slight shiver…

Stumbling but still managing to get up the man’s blood pouring out like an overfilled cup the waving didn't help with the blood. The man is flopping around like a fish out of water.

Edward P.O.V

Dragging the shocked blood covered woman out of the alley and towards the police station that was down the street was nerve racking especially when people started staring and pointing.

When we did get to the police station the woman does something that I wasn't expecting she picks me up and brings me to an ally and slams me into the floor making me shocked then stab me in the fucking leg with a hidden knife she had on her it seemed to be a regular knife.

“What you did back there was very noble kid unfortunately you cut my boss’s hand off and you see it’s going to be bad for me if I dont bring back a souvenir soooo if you can just give me this le-” I cut her off by stabbing the dagger-gun into the side of her head and letting a round off blowing her head apart and sending my arm flying back from the recoil

“Dumb bitch forgot to check if I was armed” saying that and pushing her useless body of me which Is harder than I thought as the pain in my arm from the recoil is still there, it wasn't long before I started feeling the fatigue from the experience it also doesn't help that I’m still not fully healthy as the long term effects of starvation are no joke.

Walking away from the body and flicking / wiping off any remains of the woman that got on me I started turning corners and just walked till I found a somewhat clean Bin and hid underneath it using a cardboard box that I slid underneath and climbed inside protecting me and hiding me especially when the flaps were closed.

Soon it felt like I was forgetting something but as I was falling asleep I realised the knife wound was still leaking blood however it was too late as I started falling asleep and soon I was in my favourite place dreamland…