Arthur carried Markus with him to the living room, smiling lightly at Bing.
“Thank you.”, he told him, setting Markus down in front of his plate, and then sat down himself. He gave Markus his plate, before grabbing his own.
Markus was indeed pretty hungry, his scent had already changed a little bit, becoming just a tad sweeter. Arthur wasn’t bothered, as he was family.
Markus trusted Agnes. If only because she had saved him, and she was nice to him now. He was very naive so far, clinging to whoever was nice to him.
He managed a nod when he was put down, curling in on himself. He was still afraid, and still trying to calm down, as tears continued to drip down his cheeks. He hoped Agnes would help him, and stay nice to him.Agnes watched Markus in the back when she could. When she got home, she took him out of the back and carried him to the bathroom immediately. She started running the water, then stripped him.
“Alright, don’t worry. I’m gonna clean you up. You’re safe.” She smiles softly. “What’s your name? Mine is Agnes. It’s nice to meet you.”
“I-I’m M-Markus…”, Markus mumbled softly. He was a little uncomfortable getting stripped, but he had been partially anyways. He sniffed, rubbing his eyes, listening to the rushing of water into the tub. The water was bound to get pretty dirty, he hoped he’d still manage to get clean with it..
“Uhm- th-thank you f-for- for saving me…”, he added then, quietly.
Markus trusted Agnes. If only because she had saved him, and she was nice to him now. He was very naive so far, clinging to whoever was nice to him.
He managed a nod when he was put down, curling in on himself. He was still afraid, and still trying to calm down, as tears continued to drip down his cheeks. He hoped Agnes would help him, and stay nice to him.
Markus clung to Ray, hiccuping as he cried. It hurt, he was afraid, and he didn’t know what had happened. He was just glad that he was safe now, and that nothing would hurt him anymore.
He sobbed against Ray, shaking in his arms.
Open starter ~ A/B/O AU ~
Markus was cornered. Pressed against the dirty wall of the alley, as three alphas were towering over him. Markus was a small and weak omega, his scent mirroring the panic he was feeling. He hated alphas, he hated being small and weak, he hated being nothing to them in any regards whatsoever.
He was crying, squeezing his eyes shut, as one of them held his wrists above his head, muttering painful, dirty things in his ear, while the other two were ripping at his clothes.
Agnes could smell the strong stench of fear from where she was, about a block away. She pulled out her gun and went to investigate. When she found the alphas doing that to Markus, she shot the air, then shot a couple in non-fatal places to scare them off.
After they fled, she knelt down and inspected Markus for damage. She was horrified by what they had done to him. She picked him up and held him close. “No, no, don’t worry, you’re okay now…”
Markus yelped at the first shot, whimpering and curling in on himself. Tears were rolling down his cheeks, and he choked on his sobs when there were more shots. He was afraid, terribly so, but at least the alphas were gone.
He whimpered when he was picked up, sobbing against Agnes’ shoulders. He hurt, he was cold, and dirty, and he hated being so vulnerable and weak. He hated being blind, and small, and weak, and not having a mate that protected him from people like that.
Open starter ~ A/B/O AU ~
Markus was cornered. Pressed against the dirty wall of the alley, as three alphas were towering over him. Markus was a small and weak omega, his scent mirroring the panic he was feeling. He hated alphas, he hated being small and weak, he hated being nothing to them in any regards whatsoever.
He was crying, squeezing his eyes shut, as one of them held his wrists above his head, muttering painful, dirty things in his ear, while the other two were ripping at his clothes.
Ray was walking dowm the streets. He sensed a distress scent of an omega and quickly moved. He gritted his teeth and tackle the one that had pinned Markus a while to the ground. And quickly stood protectively in front of him. Fangs , horns , wings grew and his eyes were a deep crimson. The demom who also was an omega growled at them not letting one touch or come closer to Markus. “Stay away from him.”he said as his voice was a mix of a deep menacing growl and yet very harsh
Markus yelped when someone ripped the alpha away to him who had been pinning him. He whimpered, afraid, curling into himself where he stood. He was cold, tears dripping down his cheeks.
The three alphas were intimidated only because of the unnatural growths of Ray, backing off grumbling and glaring at him.
Open starter ~ A/B/O AU ~
Markus was cornered. Pressed against the dirty wall of the alley, as three alphas were towering over him. Markus was a small and weak omega, his scent mirroring the panic he was feeling. He hated alphas, he hated being small and weak, he hated being nothing to them in any regards whatsoever.
He was crying, squeezing his eyes shut, as one of them held his wrists above his head, muttering painful, dirty things in his ear, while the other two were ripping at his clothes.
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Their smile brightened and they happily touched Q’s hair, making a soft sound as they felt the soft texture from it. It was new and interesting, and felt a lot different from their own hair -which they curiously touched with their other hair. The spirit’s hair was rough and almost wiry, though full and thick. The colour not much unlike rich soil.
“People? Me and you!”, they let go of Q’s hair, shaking their head lightly. There were only the two of them here, and no one else around! At least, they hadn’t seen anyone anywhere nearby.
“Name?”, they repeated, curious. They had no clue what a name was, but they wondered! They were very curious.
Q swallowed a small chuckle at the curious sounds, watching them compare his hair with their own, he’d thought it soft from a distance, but now he could see- watching the others fingers pass through it that it wasn’t as it had appeared to be.
“Just us.” He nodded, Well that was just fine. He didn’t think the peace in this area needed disturbing by any others really, though, still slightly worried for the young one’s safety.
“Yes, name… A name is what you call yourself- It’s who you are.” He tried to explain, though he had plenty of patience. Pointing to himself gently he gave an example. “My name is Quinton.” He didn’t expect too much, if the little one didn’t know many words he may not know of a name- but some creatures simply knew it, even without parents. Whether this one did he wasn’t too sure. He’d come across plenty of creatures, some very similar, but he had yet to pinpoint exactly what they were. All he did know was their aura was heavily bound to the tree. Watching the wisps of colour ebb from the younger to the trunk of wood.
“Who me are?”, they tilted their head, using the words Q had said already to form their sentences. They learned quickly, understanding easily. With a smile, they pointed to the tree, and then themselves.
“Me!”, he exclaimed happily. He hopped right into the tree, fazing into it like the spirit he was, just to drop from the branches upside down, hanging from them with a bright grin. Some leafs and twigs stuck in their short but messy hair.
“Quinton! Quinton not me?”, they asked then, curious. Quinton kind of looked like them, but also not! Underneath the dark brown cloak the spirit had, was just a simple shirt. His skin darkened from the sun, no bellybutton visible from his fallen down shirt.
“Ah.”, their cloak hung in front of their eyes. They giggled, swinging back and forth slightly.
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