“Rexly!?”

Rexly looked at him and his eyes widened.

“Peter!”

Rexly put the children down and ran towards him, wiping tears from his eyes.

“Peter!”

Peter felt tears streaked down his face, but he didn’t wipe them away, instead he ran towards Rexly. Rexly wrapped his arms around Peter’s neck and Peter did the same, unable to hold back his tears. Rexly. He had found him. He was safe. He squeezed Rexly tighter not wanting to ever let go. Finally Rexly pushed him away and said. “I thought you were dead."

Peter wiped at his eyes. “And I thought you were dead,” he said chuckling a little as he added. “I guess we kind of assumed the worst.”

Rexly laughed, even though tears stung his eyes. “Yeah, we did.”

Peter laughed, but Rexly’s face suddenly grew serious.

“What’s wrong?” Peter asked looking at his friend. He seemed so worried and discouraged. “Rexly,”

Rexly’s head snapped towards him. “We have to go, now!”

Peter was shocked at the tone of Rexly’s voice, he had never heard him sound so…Scared.

“Why? Rexly, what’s wrong?” Peter asked laying a hand on Rexly’s shoulder.

“It’s Zyn, he’s co…”

“Looking for me?” Zyn asked in a low voice. Peter felt something sharp press against his back he gasped, but stayed very still. Rexly stepped forward. Peter felt something warm trickle down his back.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Zyn warned.

Zyn pressed his blade further in Peter’s back and whispered. “I’ve been looking forward to this day for a long time.”

Peter closed his eyes. Trapped. They were trapped, and it was all his fault. Why did he always let his fear control him? Why didn’t he fight back against Zyn? He could fight Daggler, but he couldn’t make himself fight Zyn, he was to…Scared. To afraid. Rexly stared at him, tears running down his face as he mouthed. “I’m sorry, but I can’t let you die.” Then he ran straight for Zyn.

Peter felt the pressure release from his back as Zyn whirled around and charged towards Rexly. Rexly had no weapons, but Zyn did. Peter knew Zyn wouldn’t hesitate to kill.

Peter just stared. He couldn’t let Rexly die, but he was too afraid to do anything. He found himself in his own battle, and his opponent was fear. He was fighting one of the toughest fights in life. He was fighting with himself. He was facing fear.

Also my table is being super weird...so sorry if I sound rushed... it only let's me put a certain amount of words on the top, before it just starts mushing them together...its weird...it actually keeps putting what I'm saying in the title... so yeah, this post has really long weird name..hahah.. just ignore it...lol..anyway hope y'all likey

Jaidie/Dragon Gir