Chased in the Shadows

I found myself in the dimly lit hallway of an old hotel. The air felt thick, and my heartbeat thundered in my chest. Behind me, I heard heavy footsteps—three big guys barreling down the corridor, shouting something I couldn’t quite make out.

Panic surged through me, and I ran. My wings itched to unfurl, but the narrow hallway didn’t leave enough room to fly. Just when I thought I was cornered, a hand shot out of the shadows and grabbed my wrist, yanking me into an alcove.

It was Orochimaru.

He towered over me, his pale face calm yet calculating. “Stay still,” he whispered, his voice smooth and almost hypnotic.

I froze as his fingers moved in intricate patterns, forming seals faster than I could follow. In an instant, a strange shimmer enveloped us both, and I watched as the three men ran past without so much as a glance in our direction.

Once they were gone, he released me, stepping back into the dim light.

“Why are you helping me?” I asked, my voice a mix of suspicion and gratitude.

His thin lips curled into a smirk. “You’re more interesting alive than dead. Now, go.”

I didn’t wait for an explanation. As soon as the spell faded, I bolted for the nearest exit, my wings fluttering nervously against my back. By the time I reached the door, he was gone, leaving only questions in his wake.

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