Yixing was sure he had locked the door of his hut. Last time he had left it open, some thugs had come in and broken everything. But upon among seeing he had nothing, they left. He was currently taking care of his ill brother, Luhan. Neither of them had parents, and the people they were with, treated them like garbage. They were basically slaves. Luhan was the  one who got a beating most of the time. Yet, now that he was a bit sick, the lady had refrained from doing so. Unfortunately, that meant that Yixing had to work double time. And today was no exception.
   Today he was sent to fetch some water and food at the local market. He was pretty used to this. He was used to seeing all the old men and jerks stare at him for a long time, it wasn't that he liked the looks though. He had thankfully never been kidnapped.  If it ever did happen, it would have been easy to spot him. He had a thing for the colour red, hence the red cape he always wore around his shoulders. His mother had made it  for him and it was the only thing he had from her. Needless to say, he would always have it on.
  "Hey princess, hows it if you and me go to the back a the market, huh?" said an old, disgusting man whose breath reeked of alcohol.
  "Hows it if you shove your foot up your ?" Yixing said as he took his groceries and ran back home, leaving the men dumbfounded. As he was arriving, he heard painful, defining screams coming from inside the house. He instantly threw the things at the doorstep and quickly went inside. His heart dropped to his stomach when he saw what was going on. Luhan was on the floor, unconscious and blood dripping from his head and his left side. Yixing ran to the women pushed her across the room and punched her several times, until he was sure she was unconscious.
  He quickly ran back to Luhan, his poor little deer. He was wounded very badly and was loosing blood fast. Yixing had no other choice but to drag him outside and hope for a miracle. He ran to the doctor's clinic, but it was closed. 
  "Xing, it's o-okay, i-m f-fine. P-pleas-se d-dont c-c-cry." Luhan said in between gasps. The tears coming from Yixing's eyes just increased. If the doctor wasn't here, he would have to take responsibility. He applied pressure to his side, ripped a piece of his shirt and rapped it around him. Only now was he noticing how thin Luhan had become and he tried to silence his tears.
 Yixing had to keep an eye on Luhan. He couldn't fall asleep. But his mind suddenly became blank and he faded away into dreamland. Somewhere around midnight. Yixing dreamt about a big dragon chasing them and torturing them. It was a scary dream, but he suddenly felt his body become lighter almost as if he was being lifted. He didn't feel much else since he was already too deep into sleeping.