[This is the first version of No Hero Exists, which means this was the script I first wrote of the book but am not happy with and am rewriting it, and this first version has many plot holes that I will very much fix in the new version which are the official chapters. Do not take this as the official chapters, but there are many spoilers in these first versions. Please understand these first versions are a little less fixed, and they are NOT OFFICIAL. Thank you, and enjoy the first version of No Hero Exists]
My face was dripping with tears- I didn't know what to do. I was hungry, thirsty, cold, and all I wished was for a safe place. "Hello-" I perked up to see a fellow with beautiful blond hair and green eyes; he looked like a boy who would have every lass in his arms. "Are... You in need of aid?"
Lots have asked me the exact question, and numerous more have booted me down lower than ever. I curled my legs into my chest, making my arms cover them.
"Can you speak?"
My head bobbed, "Do you wish to?" I kept still- not responding. He sighed and went into a store across from me, "I knew it..." I exhaled but instantly saw him again with a bag- he came over and put it in front of me on the ground.
"Adieu." his shoes clacked against the street as he walked away; my hands frantically yanked the bag.
I rustled through to find some clothes, footwear, a warm cloak, food, beverages, and a blanket. I soon smiled and quickly put my hands together, closing my eyes. "Thank you, stranger."
I shortly went into the alley by myself and started feasting- I peeked at my shredded garments and wondered if I could ever locate that boy once more. My lips wrapped around the food, savoring it since I may never have a chance like this again. I have enough at least for a few days- I'll linger and see if I can get myself tidy morrow.