"Warren!" Yelled a small person.
"Leprechaun!'' Said another skinny man. He had been the stabber. "Lets get you guys out!"
He led us to the exit and outside into safety.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I'd prefer to remain anonymous for the time were out. I'll tell you at your base. Where is it?" He asked.
"Kirkby police station."
"Fine." He said. He was around our age. They both looked our age. The taller of the two had long, brown hair covering most of his face. What was easily distinguishable was a bandage covering his right eye. He had blood dripping from the left side of his face.
The smaller of the two had long, blonde hair. He had a few cuts and bruises but nothing too bad. He did however have a scar, very reminiscent of Keiran's.
When we got home we were happily reunited with our weapons.
"Wow, Warren. You actually went ahead with your plan. You know Lucille." I pointed her at his face and said
"How do you know my and Lucille's name?"
"Surely you recognise the midget!" He said...
