::From above::

I WON

Read the story and you'll understand the title.

Note: Okay so this is actually a piece of work for 's contest <3 Which is simply described; My OC and Your OC. Aka we had to put one of our OC's with one of hers, what would happen?

Well.. STORY TIMEZ!!

Another painful breathe escaped her lips as she ran as fast as she could. Her feet aching from running bare foot on the hard pavement. One was probably bleeding, but she couldnt be bothered. She had to get away! They were closing in on her!

The feline could hear their excited voices behind her, calling out for her.Come on, baby, wait up!But she didnt stop. She would never stop for them. The weapons in their hands made it clear what they wanted.

She kept on running, glancing over her shoulder, fearing they would come around the corner just as she looked. But because of this, she made the mistake of not looking where she ran, and suddenly the woman fell over a trash can.

She groaned as she scraped her legs against the ground. She looked up, only to realize that she had run into a dead end. Voice were heard behind her, two shadows being cast over her figure. She was trapped!

There ya are sugar! One of the men following her said. His voice raspy and in a drunken state. Finally you stopped, we just want to play. the other called, having a more smooth, classy voice, but none the less terrifying.

"G-get away from me!" the woman called out, moving closer to the wall behind her. Her bronze eyes filled with fear.

Oh come on, sweety! We just want to have so--The man with the drunken voice was cut off by a deep howl, and a shadow, swooping down from above, seperated the woman from the men.

She looked up, her eyes landing on a musuclar figure crouching over her, standing in a protecting pose. It was yet another man, but he seemed different than the ones chasing her. It seemed, he was going to protect her.

"Who--"

"Hey who's this clown?!The second man called, his voice telling he was getting frustrated.

The man standing over her, this... beast, didnt speak. Only low growls escaping his throat. But soon, words came out from the depths of his throat. "Leave her.. alone."

END??

Well I am sure you can all figure out the rest

I really worked hard on this picture, it took DAYS!!! Or well, a few hours every day xD BUT STILl! AND I AM PROUD OF IT!!

I hope I made Damien justice, Kish

I really wanted to draw him after reading his refsheet about just this sort of situation, and he didnt seem to have much fan art A bitch to draw, but fun!

Damien(c)

Zaria(woman duh), art(c)

Random bullies are random!

You may NOT use, alter, copy or reupload this picture ANYWHERE or in ANY WAY!! It is my art. To all thieves, GET A F*CKING PEN AND SOME PAPER AND SIT DOWN!