The Symbiote Prototype: A RWBY Anime Crossover Story (SADLY CANCELED)

Chapter 38. Panic Attack

I felt drained.... Very drained. Like if the energy was shocked out of me. I look up, as I was on one knee. The store was a wreak. The shelfs were torn up, the items on them was wreaked and shredded. I felt bad at first, but then I saw, the bodies of the robbers. Motionless. The hostages we're fine though. Thank god. But I don't know about any of the robbers. And seeing that.... I felt my fear go higher and higher. Panic now entertaining me, adrenaline going haywire. I quickly got up, ignoring my wounds, and I dashed over to the hostages. They panicked at first, until they say it was me. I ripped off their restricts. And I tell them to call 911. I get up, and take one more glance at the robbers. All I could do, is pray to heaven, I didn't kill them. After that, I tore off out the store. Running as fast as I could. And I ran too fast, before anyone in the store could talk. Or even shout.

I just ran. Ran and never stopped. Running fast, but not as fast when I escaped GenTek. I have adrenaline going through me yes, but it'll never be as bad as running from a mutant abomination made by a sketchy lab. I continue to run, never stopping, and I mean never. Not when I started to feel a slight pain from my wounds, or when a car drove by, in simply slide over its hood and continued.  Or in cross roads. I ran. Making my way back to Beacon.

MILES DOWN
The feeling to rest started to catch up to me. As I started to feel extremely drained and tired. I panted for air. But I tired to ignore the pain, still pressing on my running. The adrenaline that was ones coursing and thundering into my veins began to fade as I started to feel the results not the best down those robbers gave me. As before, the adrenaline going through me out me in a fight or flight state. And made it so the wounds I got, made me and my body not give a crap at the moment. But now that I escaped the conflict thatbhaooned there, the results of that started to kick in. Every movement I do started becoming more and more painful. And soon unbearable, to the point. If I wanted to walk, I'd have to move slow and be very stiff about it. I groaned as I started to limp and move my hand to any wounds I developmented. Holding it. I look up to see how far I'm I from the school..... Pretty damn far. "This is gonna be a long night... " I muttered. Before continuing.

LATER
Two and a half hours. Two and a half. It dose not take that long. Really it don't. But with the condition in in, it is hard for me. And it's taking forever. Plus to add insult in injury, I started to feel a warning liquid trailing down my brutal wounds. In short. I was bleeding out. To add more insult, the blood was making a driping trail behind me. Which made me limp faster. And any clinic or hospital was miles off. So I couldn't. And don't be stupid, no way I'm going to any GenTek medical center. All I could do was move as fast I could to make it to Beacon. But mind you, it was an agonizing process. Each step set off the burning fire in me, and the fire boiled in me. Making me wanna stop, but I knew, I couldn't. Who knows what could happen to me. So I kept going. Or I tried.

I had to stop. I stopped and started to lean against the building that were connected to the sidewalk. I winced and let out quiet grunts and groans of pain. And unknowing to me, I scrapped my hand against some brick which lead to a window, and I accidentally smeared my blood coveted hands on the bricks and window. While also I kept dripping blood along the ground. I still moved but more slowly. I think the blood loss was getting to me. "Huh.... Huh... Damn it.... " I muttered. Panting a bit. I somewhat kept my slow, and limping walk along the wall. Until... I stopped near a lamppost. Trying to catch my breath, as walking with injuries drains your stamina real quickly. I panted. "Huh.... Come on (Y/N)... You gotta... Keep moving." I muttered. I movedy hand up the street lamp's base, smearing my blood covered hand on it. Not knowing. But again..... I unknowingly, raised my hand to the light of the street lamp, and had the legitimate life scared from my. As a  electrical current came out if the street lamp, and went into my hand...