Wrong place, wrong time

[evinca]

[[Here we go, @Emopixie13 ~]]


There was five of them. Five against one.


The place was perfect as well. The alley was empty and quiet, and so was the whole block. The area was known to be restless, especially at night, so there weren't many people walking around. The chance of getting into trouble was pretty big, which kept people strictly indoors or in their cars, if someone could afford something like that. That's why the group of young men noticed the lone man right away, and followed him for a little while before making their move.


The move wasn't gentle one, at all. The man got himself pushed against the wall, and soon down to the ground. It was rather clear that the young men were more after some action and thrill than anything their victim might have in his possession. They weren't that old either, maybe they even looked a little younger than their target, but in the dim light it was hard to say for sure.


Maybe it wasn't planned at first, or maybe it was, but it happened anyway. Pushing, calling names and laughing turned into a kick. And another, and another. Even if the man would try to escape, his way was blocked in all directions.


After a while it wasn't so fun anymore, and they started to get a little bored. But by that time that fact probably wouldn't make their victim very happy, since he was already bruised and badly beaten up. They went through his pockets and the things he had with him, taking everything worth of anything. One last kick straight to the stomach of the unknown man, and they rushed away, their laugh and voices loud, bouncing from the walls of the alley.


They had thought nobody saw them - because there simply was nobody around - but they were wrong this time.

 

[Emopixie13]

The man (Chris Prentiss) rolled onto his bruised stomach. His face was a bloodied mess, they broke his arm in half, and cracked . All he could do is lie there and moan into the night. They had taken everything, and he didn't even see their faces. It all happened so fast and he couldn't see them through his arms. That was going to make a great case to the police.


Chris tried to get up, but his body would simply not alow it. He moaned and grunted, and almost cried. 'Gah, it hurts so bad.' Chris thought. He lay there, "Help..." he managed to whisper. "Help..."

 

[evinca]

Dammit. Why did Leon have to ran right into this mess? Twenty minutes earlier, and he could have passed through the alley he used as a shortcut without any disturbance. But no, of course not. As he saw what was going on in the alley, he had quickly stepped back behind the corner, pressed his back against the wall and waited until that gang of filthy little losers would be gone. He had recognized the brat's voice, so he knew exactly who those people were.


Now it had gotten silent in the alley, as the group had left. The man took a deep breath, stepped around the corner and walked closer to the mess the boys had left behind. "Yo, still alive?" his cold, low voice asked as he stopped a few steps away from the stranger, looking down at him. Well... heck. That looked pretty bad. He seriously didn't need something like this right now. Seriously.


The lean man was wearing black hoodie and worn jeans, and with the hood on, he didn't look much different from the attackers just a moment ago, since it was dark and hard to see properly.

 

[Emopixie13]

"Help.." Chris said. He looked up at an approaching man. Chris thought it was one of the attackers, so curled up in a ball. "Please, you took everything I had.." Chriss covered his beaten face and waited for more kicks, "Yo, still alive?" He heard. Chris looked up to a man. He was pretty sure the man wasn't one of the attackers.


Chris uncurled and tried getting up again. He hated feeling weak. He felt as if it made people pity him, and he hated that. He crumbled as his broken arm twisted in a painful way. He grunted, and hissed through his teeth. He looked back up at the man who had a concerned look on his face. And everything faded to black as he fell unconscious. "Help..." And Chris was out cold.

 

[evinca]

Sure they took everything he had... Yeah, Leon knew well enough.


As much as Leon tried not to care - or tried to turn pity into loathing - he couldn't help but to grimace as he saw how much pain the other guy seemed to be experiencing. Well... damn. The man scratched his neck uncertainly, thinking about what to do. Maybe he should just walk away and pretend he never--


It scared him to see the guy suddenly falling into unconsciousness, though it took him a little while to totally realize that. Oh man. It could mean that something was terribly wrong! He had read somewhere that even short unconsciousness could do a lot of damage to the brain, and... Ugh, great, absolutely great. If those guys killed somebody, this had gone a way too far!


He got down on his knees, throwing his back on the ground and searching for a water bottle. He had no idea what to do to unconscious people, and calling ambulance would be in vain, since nobody might bother or have time to come here, and even if they did, it would take forever. So he poured water on the unknown man's face, not knowing if it was totally in vain, but at least he had seen someone doing so in some movie. That's pretty much the limit of what he knew about stuff like this.


"C'mon, c'mon now..." He slapped the man's cheek firmly. "C'mon."