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"Dang, she's heavy." Said a boy who just became seventeen. He was carrying a sixteen-year-old girl. The boy had flat, white hair and blue eyes. His skin was light blue. He was wearing a bloody white hoodie and a gray T-shirt under it, with the design of a snowflake. He wears dark blue jeans and a pair of dark gray shoes.

The girl on his back was unconscious. She had a few bruises on her face, along with a weak flow of blood flowing from her head. She had violet hair with a pink stripe running through it, which led down to her back. She wore a light-blue blouse with a pink bow on the collar, a violet skirt with a six-pointed star that reached down to her knees, and a pair of violet boots.

He then remembered how both of them got into that state.

Flashback

The boy was in the marketplace, trying to get some produce for his house when he heard someone crying. He decided to investigate and traced the source into a dark alley and saw three boys and one girl. The girl was crying, begging them to stop, but the boy with blue hair and yellow skin back-handed the girl very hard, causing her head to hit a wall and start to bleed. The three guys then started to kick her until she fainted.

"Hey Flash, what are we going to do with this one then?" Asked one of the blue-haired boy's, who was named Flash, comrades.

"You know what happens to pretty girls," he said with a smirk. Both of the boys also smirked. Flash knelt to the girl's level and started to take off her skirt. The boy then knew what was about to happen and dropped everything and rushed to the young girl's aid.

Flashback End

"She should be living around here somewhere most likely... I believe it was a big house here on Oak street."

The boy looked around to see if he could find something like that. After walking a bit, he finally saw a house like that. He walked towards it and stopped before the doors. With hands full at the moment, he decided to knock on the door using his head.

"Coming." Somebody shouted at the other side. The boy started to breathe heavier. The door opened and a woman in her thirties stood there.

"Twilight!" The woman screamed. "Quick, come inside and lay her on the couch." The boy did what the woman said and placed Twilight on the couch.

"What happened to her?" The woman asked as she started treating her wounds.

"Don't know how, but she got into a fight. She didn't try to defend herself and she begged in tears the guys to stop. They didn't stop and they continued to beat her up until she fainted.”

"Wh-what happened next?" she asked, scared of what happened to her.

"They started to touch her in places they shouldn't but I managed to chase them away before they could even continue. I then carried her here. This is her house, right?"

"Yes, it is. I'm Twilight Velvet. Her mother." She said as she looked at Twilight. "And who would be the hero of my daughter?"

"Arctic Ice. I'm a classmate of Twilight."

"Well, Arctic. Please stay for dinner, think of it as a 'thank you' from me and my family."

"Thank you for the offer Miss Twilight, but I'll pass. They’ll need me back at the or-" His eyes rolled to the back of his head and fell down. He fainted. Velvet gasped and quickly ran towards him. She noticed some holes on his shirt and ran her fingers over it. She looked at her fingers and saw blood. She then noticed a trail of blood he left on the floor.

"Night Light, come quickly!" She exclaimed.

A man in his thirties entered the room and saw Artic and Twilight. "What happened to them?"

"There's no time. Quick, call an ambulance. Arctic's losing blood!"

Night Light quickly ran upstairs to get his phone and called the emergency number. "Hello? I need an ambulance on 042 Oak Street, a boy fainted and he is losing blood... Ok, I'll try to get him outside. Please hurry."

Night Light went back downstairs, carried Arctic out, with Velvet following him.

"Who is this boy anyway?" The father said, somewhat angered.

"His name is Arctic Ice. he's a classmate of Twilight." Velvet answered.

"She had a boy over? I thought we were very clear about that." Night Light said, trying not to let his anger get the best of him.

"That's not how it happened." Velvet said as she told him the entire story. Night Light's rage dwindled and looked at the boy with newfound respect.

The ambulance appeared at their house. The back doors opened up and 2 paramedics came out with a stretcher. Both paramedics took Arctic from Night Light's arms and placed him on the Stretcher

"He lost a lot of blood. Quickly put him inside." Night Light said. The first paramedic went to the ambulance with Arctic on the stretcher. The second paramedic looked at the two parents.

"Are you two the boy's parents?" he asked.

"No." Velvet said as she shook her head. "He is a friend of our daughter and he just fainted in our house."

"But, can I come with him?" Night Light asked with concern in his voice. "He saved my daughter."

"That's fine." Said the paramedic as he and Night Light entered the ambulance and with top speed, drove to the hospital.

Inside the ambulance Night Light took a seat next to Arctic Ice, who was still unconscious by his wounds. He gently took the boy's hand in his. “Thank you for saving my daughter.” Night Light whispered. A single tear rolled down his left cheek.

Twilight Velvet stood there until she remembered that Twilight is still in need of care and the blood was still in the hallway. “I hope Arctic's gonna be ok.” She sighed and went back inside the house.

Somewhere else…

In a sleeping room of a very big house, was a boy lying on his bed. He’s 15 years old, with spiky brown hair, light-blue eyes his skin is a bit tan. He wears a light-blue T-shirt with the design of a stone heart with a shadow of a wolf coming out of a crack the hearts and a pair of black trousers.

“Where the hell is Arctic Ice?” the boy asked himself.

Then the boy heard his name calling from downstairs. He quickly stood up and ran downstairs.

“What is it?” The boy asked in annoyance.

“I’m busy.”

The man who called the boy’s name turned to him with a worried expression on his face.

“Anthony… Arctic is in the hospital.”

Author's Note

The first chapter of my 'adopted' story is now edited by 'The Joeker'
Thx a lot guys! I appreciate this.