Butterflies and Angels

[Akura]

New London - 810A.S.

The girl lashed out with her hands, catching the thug's eye in a lucky shot, he recoiled, dropping his knife. He screamed and threw a heavy right hook. The girl squirmed and ducked her head, causing the fist to hit the man restraining her.

She kicked out with her left foot, and wriggled free, ducking below the reach of the first man, and taking off down the allyway.

"After her!" the first man screamed, clutching his eye to stop the bleeding,

The second man stumbled and grabbed the knife, hurrying to catch the girl. He could see her turning the corner ahead, trying his best to catch up even with his limp. She rushed up some large stone steps, disappearing between the large towering buildings.

"Come back here bitch!" he called out, hobbling up the steps,

He stumbled out round another corner, seeing her standing out in the open ahead. He chuckled, she had hit a dead end.
Before him was a small girl, late teens, a look of fear in her eyes. Her dress was tattered and dirty from the streets of the metropolis. Her long brown hair was dirty and tangled, her clean blue eyes piercing the gaze of the thug.

"You picked the wrong neighbor hood missy, we run this part of town..." he hissed, running his finger across the blade of the knife,

The girl eyed up her surroundings, seeing no way of escape without backtracking past the thug. He grunted and stumbled foward, a shadowy figure appearing behind him. He collapsed to his knees, and fell forwards onto his face, revealing a bloodied patch of hair on the back of his head.

The shadowy figured stepped forward, throwing aside a piece of lead pipe.

"Are you okay child?" the lady asked, stepping into the lamplight,

The girl nodded, relaxing a little.

"What is your name?" the lady asked,

"Georgia" the girl replied.