I exaggerated a yawn. My feet were hurting like the blazes, my stomach was empty and I was ridiculously tired. I honestly don't know how Dante can keep going for hours. I was use to long hours but he topped even me.

Dante sighed and lowered himself to my level. He had to crouch really low because there was a massive gap between our heights. I was tiny, he was huge. I wasn't too fond of being so small but right now I wasn't going to complain. I clambered onto his back with ease.

"Thanks," I sighed, blissfully, and rested my head on his shoulder. I yawned again and shut my eyes, smiling.

"No problem, Tiny," Dante said quietly. I didn't have the energy to smack him.

I must have fallen asleep pretty quickly because when my eyes fluttered open it was just dawn. The fire that Dante had started was only flickering embers now. Dante was sleeping not too far away. I smiled. I guessed it was my turn to find food.

Silently, I stood up, stretched, and began searching for anything edible. I moved further and further away from our resting place. Normally I stuck close to Dante but my hunger was overpowering.

It had been raining during the night and the air was fresh. Dante hated rain. I guessed that was why he was sleeping in; nothing weakened or tired him out like rain.

I was distracted by my hunt for food and thoughts of Dante that I didn't sense the two snipers waiting for me.

One of them grabbed me and I screamed. He clapped a hand over my mouth. I fought as hard as I could but he just laughed and held on firmly. The other one aimed the gun at me and I immediately stopped struggling. Of course, when I'm terrified or panicked then blobs of light appear. I don't mean to, it just happens.

I couldn't see all of the light blobs, but I could sense them. One had appeared behind the one holding me, one had appeared inside the gun the second man was holding and another was at his feet.

"What the hell is that?" the one holding me asked.

"How am I meant to know?" the other snapped and crouched to have a closer look at it. I wrinkled my nose and closed my eyes.

They exploded.

I heard their cries of surprise and pain. The gun was dropped and I was released. I staggered away from them. They weren't dead - just badly injured.

I started to run.

"DANTE!" I yelled at the top of my voice. I hadn't realised how far I'd come. I just kept running in my terror, not knowing if I was going in the right direction.

Who are they and why won't they leave us alone? I thought.

"Dante!" I shouted again. I saw a figure ahead and they turned to look at me. I breathed a sigh of relief, assuming it was Dante. I pushed myself faster. I crashed into him.

"Sorry," I panted.

"No problem... Vela?" He said, suppressed pain in his voice. I looked up and froze. I don't know how he knew my name but he wasn't Dante and I'd never seen him before in my life. He was rubbing his chest where I'd slammed into him. He had salt and pepper coloured hair and strange purple eyes. He was as pale as me.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you," the boy promised. I was still shocked but I tried to give him the best skeptical look I could. He laughed then frowned.

"What?" he murmured and I looked at him, confused. The boy sighed and gestured for me to follow him. I swallowed and cautiously walked behind him.

"Where are we going?" I whispered.

"To find Dante," he replied, "You could have told me sooner there was someone else with you. Especially when we're being hunted."

"I don't know you. Why would I tell you anything?" I'd wanted to sound strong but I was still too worried.

"I get that you don't trust anyone other than Dante and I have no idea how to prove it to you; but you can trust me."

I didn't say anything.

"Vela!" I heard Dante call out. I ran towards him and hugged him hard.

"I'm so sorry, I should never have left," I gushed.

"Don't ever do that again, Tiny!" Dante scolded then spotted the other boy who was hovering. "Who are you?" Dante asked, cold but polite.

"I'm Ambrose," the boy replied. "More commonly known as 'Ghost Boy'," he added dryly and smiled slightly.

Shocking all three of us: I laughed.

Finally, I relaxed because I felt I could trust him.

The End

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