Meeee i guess xD))

Scampering into the dense streets of New York was a tattered, dirty female. She screeched loudly, though everyone seemed to ignore her with their own lives being hectic. With tears staining her face, Echora dashed down an allyway just long enough to lose her footing and smash into the ground. She coiled her body tightly to her as she looked at the figure in the entrance of the ally. Echora stacked her bags in front of her to protect her as tears fell hysterically. Her mysterious nightmare came closer and she sighed shakily, resting against a trash can. She would take her last breathes here and she knew it. Lips pouted, Echora closed her eyes and embraced the pain that stabbed her arms and then her stomach. She let out a piercing scream and fell on her side, holding herself while more tears fell down her face. The hooded attacker didn't leave though, he sliced a cut into her right temple. Whimpering, Echora watched as he went through all of her stuff. He growled and grunted at her. "You don't even have anything valuable. You're a waste." He sneered and gave her side one last slice before he smirked, kicked some rubble at her, and walked away, hiding his knife again as he disappeared. Quietly, Echora started muttering to herself.

"Please....someone save me...I have to get to my cousin. I didn't do anything wrong...What did I do to deserve all this shit?! If I have to die just hurry it up..." The ebony haired beauty was hysteric with pain and distress. She lay her head down and whimpered silently, letting a comforting darkness approach her.