To Become a Hero

Author's note: This is my first story, so please go easy on me. And most of the music I reference is probably Lindsey Stirling or another band that I like that's from a different country. If anyone wants to look up any of the songs, feel free to ask what they are, 'cause I'll be more than glad to tell you. I really like sharing my music. :)

Prologue

Running... The first thing I remember is running... Feeling scared...

Then shouting...

Heart pounding... Have to keep running... Run faster...

Cornered. I'm cornered and can't move. Too terrified to even scream.

Rough hands pulling, tearing my clothes off of me... Pain...

Most intense pain I've ever felt... Between my legs...

"Aaaahhhhh!", I scream my heart out, hoping, against all hope, that someone will rescue me.

"Hey!"

An unfamiliar voice. I don't know that voice, then the sound of, was that punches?

I slide down the wall, leaning against my backpack, trying to keep the blackness from enveloping me. Trying to remember anything that could have happened before this. Nothing comes to mind as I start to sob from the intense, throbbing pain emanating from between my legs.

Gentle arms encircle me and try to lift me from the ground. A voice tries to get to me but I hardly hear two words before I completely pass out, remembering something in the last seconds of wakefulness. The words, "Lost girls find a way"...

oOo

My name is Gypsy.

This is my story.