I’ll use emerald

Emerald:she strolled around the patk*

Ok! Ill use Cronic!

Cronic: *walks in, limping a little*

Cronic: *sits on his own bed, examining his wounds*

Cronic: *looks at Jonsey and smiles*

Cronic: *gets up and walks over to him* awwww *puts a blanket over him, tucking him in and smiles*

Cronic: *pats his head as he limps to his own bed*

Cronic: *finishes wrapping his wounds*

Cronic: morning sir!

Cronic: *winces* heh *pats his back*

Cronic: p-please be csrefull with m-my back

Cronic: n-nothin um.... It j-just hurts a little.

Cronic: *sighs* im f-fine.

Cronic: *smiles slightly*

Cronic: o-ok

Cronic: *wraps the bandage tighter around his foot*

Cronic: *sighs and laus back*

Cronic: *gets a call and answers it* hello? ???: *on the other end of the phone* WHERE ARE YOU, YOU LITTLE, USELESS MAGGET?!?!?!

(*maggot

Cronic: I-Im sorry, master! I w-was just putting b-bandages on a-and- ???: GET YOUR SORRY, WORTHLESS BUTT OVER HERE NOW OR ELSE YOULL SPEND YOUR NIGHT IN THE CELL AGAIN!!!! *hangs up*

Cronic: oh m-my boss. I have t-to go now. See y-you tonight. *gets up and walks to the door*

Cronic: n-no. Its something I h-have to do alone. Thank you t-though

Cronic: *walks outside, the chains clanling together as he walks*

Cronic: *walks to a lake where a man was standing* ???: There you are.

Cronic: I-Im sorry master. ???: *slaps him across the face* you should be. I do not like waiting.

???: What the heck?! Cronic: h-huh?! *whispers to Jonsey* w-what are you d-doing?! Get out o-of here!

???: *growls and puzhes Jonsey back* HOW DARE YOU!!!!!! *takes out his sword* Cronic: *whispers to him* Get o-out of here J-Jonsey!

???: *heals fast and doesnt bleed* HOW DARE YOU!!!!! Cronic: *whispers* I-I warned you. *growls and tackles Jonsey off* GET AWAY F-FROM MY MASTER!!!!!

???: Finally you try to defeand me ya piece of trash. Cronic: *stands infront of his master, growling* T-TOUCH HIM AGAIN AND ILL- *tears form in his eyes*- I-Ill.... ILL RIP Y-YOUR LIMBS O-OFF!!!!!!

???: now lets go, Cronic. *pulls on the chain around his neck* Cronic: grk! Y-yes sir. *a tear rolls down his face and he whispers* Im so sorry *walks away with his master*

Cronic: *looks at his master* s-sir, can I n-not kill that person. ???: *looks at him* why? You know anyone who attacks me must be killed. So why keep him alive?

Cronic: hes j-just... *tries not to cry* weak and is no match for u-us. ???: hmmmmm..... true. *pushes Cronic infront of a house*

time skip?

Cronic: *limps to a bench and sits, clentching his arm in pain* n-now I have no f-friends. No h-home to go t-to. *crys* a-and Im nothin i-in this world.

Cronic: *wipes his tears* I h-have to make s-sacrafices. For m-master. For my l-life. F-For..... for Jonsey a-and his safty.

Cronic: for h-his safty Ill do anythin. Even i-if.... *tightens the cloth around his eyes* i-if it means I l-loose Jonsey's friendship. I have to d-do whats wrong t-to do whats r-right. I hope I c-can save him.

Cronic: I hate myself. I hate evwry thing. *rests his tail in his lap and it brushed against his arm, he forgets that his arm was injured. When his tail touched his arm he gasped* RAAAAAA!!!!! *holds his arm in pain* Ugh! Im so stupid.

Cronic: *jumps and hears him* ?! *blood seeps through his wound and covers his hand*

Cronic: J-Jonsey? *looks around*

Cronic: *shakes his head* Im l-lwtting him in mu h-head. Im hearing t-things. I C-CANT BE DISTRACTED!!! I NEED TO F-FEEL..... F-feel.... *takes a knife out, a crazy smile crossed* his face* pain.

Cronic: *stabs his wound, biting his lip so he wont scream* t-there. No m-more shall I t-think of me n-not healing now t-that I know I might n-not. *shakes in pain but still smiling*

Cronic: J-Jonsey?!

Cronic: w-wha- *hugs back* w-what are y-you doin here?!

Cronic: b-but.... d-dont you hate m-me? For w-what I did?

Cronic: *hugs him tightly, crying under the cloth* I-IM SO SORRY!!!!

Cronic: I p-promise Ill p-protect yoy! Juat d-dont get in Hunter's way o-ok?

Cronic: I h-have to

Cronic: I c-cant. He h-has my soal. If I n-never go to him o-or answer his c-calls, he'll crush m-my soal.

Cronic: y-you have it?!?

Cronic: P-please give it b-back to Hunter! *his vouce was full of fear*

Cronic: I c-cant! Give it to H-Hunter please!

Cronic: PLEASE!!!! FLR YOUR S-SAKE, GIVE IT BACK T-TO HIM!!!!

Cronic: h-he is! Please J-Jonsey!

Cronic: WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!?!?! *face was white with fear* JONSEY WHY D-DID YOU DO T-THAT?!?!?!

Cronic: J-Jonsey?! *catches him*

Cronic: h-hang on! *carries him back home and puts him on his bed*

Cronic: are you o-ok?

Cronic: d-do you need anything?