Alpha and A81C7 ~COMPLETE~

All Together

*A81C7's POV*

I believe Mor and Archer stopped, but it is very hard to tell if that is gained information or just a hope, a thought, a wish I have, when I am this exhausted. I really should not exhaust myself like this, but for some reason when I end up in danger I always am left with almost no choice. Well, other than letting other people die or get hurt.

Forget that, I am left with no choice at all. Letting anyone get hurt is not an option.

I have been walking as quickly as I can for around a half hour, and I just want to stop. I would, if I did not have people to catch up to. I need to find them and recover, I would like to remove all thoughts I manipulated from Mor as soon as possible. I ahte that I did that to her, but there eas not much of a choice.

She probably will hate me. Not only did I get her kidnapped, but I also altered her thoughts! I hope she can forgive me one day. I doubt that she will want to see me again.

I feel as if I am getting closer, but I do not like these woods at all. It is more hidden, less open, than a road but that does not mean I enjoy trudging through branches and bugs.

I suddenly do not care too much about consequences. I want to make sure that if a person did manage to follow me they will lose the scent, and I also want to get to Mor.

I teleport forward twice before continuing walking. That probably cut down my walking time by a few minutes. Maybe 10 at the pace I am walking, though.

I just continue forward until, suddenly, I do not feel right. I look to my left just in time to see a large body barrelling towards me, then I act on impulse, thinking of the danger this person could bring to me. I make a huge mistake.

I telport behind the person, just as they gab me Breathing hard and feeling as if I might pass out, I kick as hard as I currently am able, the person who I now see is a man, in the back. He falls to the ground, and I feel as if I might fall as well. I do not let that show, thinking of appearance helping scare the man. If someone attacking sees weakness, it encourages them.

When the man rolls over, severely confused, I see my mistake.

It is Archer, but with me as tired as I was I did not realize. He is looking at me as if I am a ghost, and not moving.

Through tired pants, I manage to say “Wh- what…*pant*... the …*pant*... hell?” Before I am forced to sit on the ground, none to gently.

Archer is still looking as if I am holding a gun to his head, but now seems in less of a daze. Mor walks slowly through the trees, sees me, and simply sits next to me. I wish I could fix all of her thoughts now, but I am too weak. She seems even more calm now that I am here.

“So- sorry. Um, I, i just thought it was an intruder or, or something” He quietly stammers. He probably thinks that he has hallucinated or something. I almost feel bad for him, but I fear I may pass out.

Black is creeping in on my vision, and I cannot do anything about it. I need to make sure Archer does not freak out, and especially make sure that he does not take me to a hospital.

“Listen, closely, please. I am going to pass out. It is alright, I will wake up in a few hours. Set us up somewhere near until I am away, okay, please? And, please, make sure the Mor is, is… alr-” I saw, before blackness clouds my vision.

I hope Archer is alright with this, that he will listen. Until I recover, I am stuck in this familiar blackness.

Mor better be okay when I wake up.