Tao laid on the wooded floor in the shack, the two demons just left, their laughter barely audible to Tao who was desperately trying to stop the bleeding on his face, he tried to stop crying but the pain was too unbearable, causing him to cry, the tears seeping into the fresh wounds causing a never ending cycle of pain. Lao De Nu was standing over the bleeding simian, she couldn't move and her face held a scowl, but she wanted to move she needed to move and help Tao, but she couldn't. "Help..lao..help!" Tao cried, blubbering and shaking, blood all over the floor, his hands, and face he was in so much pain he couldn't stand it. All he could do was cry out, it reminded him of what happend long ago, his mother standing over him a figure that he looked to for love and care, compassion and someone to look to for guidance had hurt him once too. He looked up at Lao De Nu and whispered in a broken voice. "You're supposed to protect me.."
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Short Stories
Short StoryWelcome to a book of OC short stories! And some, on occasion, Lmk character stories! These will mostly be angst and some small fluff, I'll place warning before each chapter so you can have a warning for what your reading! I hope you enjoy <3
