Silence Walking [Mini/Nat]

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He saw a girl enter the alley. He grimaced. It wasn't quite the fight he was looking for, but he would take it anyway. He waited until she got closer to him before he revealed himself. He studied her as she walked unknownly to him. She was skinny and very pale. Her black hair stood out against her face. He was confident this would be easy to take her down. He wasn't going to take it easy on her, but he was cocky. As she got closer she put her fingers to the wall and told it it wasn't alone or forgotten. He stepped out of the shadows and gave a small chuckle. You aren't alone either. He smiled at her, but stayed where he was.

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He could see that he startled her. He smiled at himself. He enjoyed the fear that rolled off her body. He breathed it in, lived it. He was excited to taunt her more and watch her hands shake violently. She kept her head down, obviously trying to look weak, but he knew no one in this district was weak. Everyone was sent to train when they became of age, unless their parents didn't let them. He didn't recognize this girl, but he hadn't met everyone from school yet. She talked about her big family. Was that meant to scare him? If so it didn't. Oh yeah? I don't have any siblings, only my parents so I'm used to being alone. He chuckled. Walking down a dark alley by yourself isn't really smart, no matter how alone you want to be. He took a step toward her, expecting her to drop the weak act and attack him. He was ready for a fight. Training on the street was better then training in school. On the street there wasn't any rules and you didn't have a teacher stopping you every two minutes to point out something. Fighting shouldn't be stop, start, stop, start. It should only end when the other cries mercy.

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She kept her face down, not wanting to show her fear. It was useless. Nolan could smell fear from a mile away. He was good at that. Fear wasn't something Nolan had. He had been taught to never fear, never let your emotions show the other person you are afraid of them. She apparently wasn't taught that. He could see her hands shaking and her willing them to stop. He glanced down at his own hands. They were still by his sides, not even a drop of sweat on them. He smiled as she spoke up to him. I don't need anyone to count one. I have my father and that is enough for me. He could see that this was going to be an easy fight. Should he just disappear into the shadows and wait for someone else, someone who would be more interesting? He wasn't sure. He took another small step toward her. So what's your name? I don't recognize you from school. He wondered if it looked like he had dropped his act if she would attack him. Maybe she was waiting for when he wasn't so tense. Hopefully she didn't see through this act and realized he was always on the defense against attacks. The curse of living in a career district with a father like his.

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He seen her shocked face and was confused. Why did that statement shock her? Didn't she know the people she thought she counted on would turn on her one day? He shrugged, she would figure it out sooner or later. Her head came up and Nolan was staring at pretty blue eyes. She then asked the question he was tired of hearing. What happened to his mom? Fury welled up quickly, but he made it die down even quicker. What should he say? If he revealed the truth it would get out, but if he lied the secret would stay tucked in nice and tight. He decided to lie. My mother disappeared. I have no clue what happened to her and we haven't heard from her since. He scooted closer to her and held out his hand. Hello Svenja I'm Nolan. When should the fight begin? When she grabbed his hand or when her guard was down? Only time would tell.

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He watched her get more nervous after speaking about his mother. Nolan wanted to tear her apart now. What business was it of hers to mention his mother, to even think about her? His mother had been good to him before she disappeared. He refused to think of what really happened to her. He would be disgraced if people knew he was the son of an Axon. He was disgraced to know that, but he still loved his mother. No matter what she did or who she did it to, he loved her fiercely. Lost in his thoughts and anger towards the girl he almost didn't hear what she said. Luckily the high voice it came out in helped him hear. She was afraid of him. He chuckled darkly at her. You should be scared, sticking your nose where it doesn't belong. You shouldn't have wandered into this alley.

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She was still so shaky and he loved it. Fear paralyzed people and made them vulnerable. He knew what fear felt like, but he wouldn't let it destroy him. Still in the crouched position she responded to him. It was none of his business. He scoffed at her. I was just trying to return the favor. Maybe you shouldn't have been so nosy in the first place.