Beary's P.O.V
  The patient kicked and growled on the hospital bed, struggling to get out. They bared their teeth as their eyes slowly started to turn from white to grey, then to black. A little green dot appeared in the middle of them, as they went limp. A few seconds later, I closed my eyes, right after I heard the snapping of leather straps and when I opened them, they were sat upon the bed, the restraints snapped. I stepped back, almost knocking into a surgery cart. The patient grabbed a scalpel off the table and held it up to my head, brought it back, and was about to crack my skull open. Without thinking, I grabbed an oxygen mask off the cart nearby and covered his mouth and nose with it, pushing harder with each second. Tears rolled down my face out of fear, and they fell to the floor, dropping the scalpel with them, making a small ting noise. I backed up into the door just as I noticed their head was cracked open, and their blood was leaking on the floor. I grabbed a needle nearby as I heard the rest of the hospital go quiet. I snuck around and tried to find someone. Anyone normal. The liquid in the needle was anesthesia but does more. It can knock a grown adult to the floor and make them sleep for days if overdosed. I heard the echoes of footsteps on the other side of the hospital and I walked over cautiously. I peeked around a corner and saw a tiger there. He wore a purple shirt and was carrying two machetes in each hand. It seemed like he was searching around for something, but then he saw me.
  "Hey! Who are you?!" The tiger yelled in a commanding voice. I ducked my head out and I ran back towards the surgery room. I slammed the door behind me and blocked it with the cart and hospital bed. I looked down at the ground and I saw the patient glaring up at me, growling. Their eyes glowed neon green and they picked up a nearby needle. I backed up against the wall, terrified. Just as I started to accept my death, the door got kicked open, knocking over the bed and the cart. The tiger ran inside the room and pushed the patient down. He got on his knees and stabbed them in the chest. I don't know exactly how many times, but I counted around twelve. Their blood dripped to the floor and onto his machetes. My stomach turned in disgust as he went limp. This tiger just killed someone. But he saved me too. I'm not sure whether I should feel happy or scared of him. Suddenly, he turned his head towards me, and his eyes looked fierce. My back slid against the wall as I sat down on the floor.
   "Hey, get up. It's not safe here," the tiger said, reaching his hand out to me. I hesitated for a minute before I took it. "The name's Tigry, what's yours?"
    "M-my name is Beary," I stood up and I quickly let go of him. I looked back up at Tigry and I saw his face up close. My face went a dark shade of pink as I quickly looked down to the ground. I put the needle in my doctor's coat and I put my hands behind my back, messing with them. They didn't last long behind there before Tigry grabbed one of my wrists and pulled me out of the hospital. His fur moved with the breeze of the wind. Soon, we got to a brick house and we went inside. As soon as I stepped in, he slammed the door shut behind him. Tigry breathed a sigh of relief before he looked at me.
   "That thing out there was infected. I'm lucky I found you before he got you," He said, walking up to me. I glanced around his house and it looked nice. Not too crazy colors and not too dull. I stood next to the couch and looked around more. I didn't even notice Tigry standing right next to me. He grabbed my waist and pulled me close.
    "Wanna know something else I'm lucky for?" He said, getting close to my face. I sat down on the arm of the couch and looked into his purple eyes. I tried to carefully push away from him, but he wouldn't let me. My face went into a light blush as he got closer.
    "I'm...n-not sure...What?" I whispered back, stammering. His eyes went calmer as he smirked.
    "I'm lucky that I found a cutie like you," Tigry said before he kissed me. He kept his arms around my waist as I put my arms around his shoulders. He soon pulled away and smirked at me. I felt my heart beating so fast. He picked me up and carried me to his room. As soon as we got inside I smelled lavender. He spun me around and lifted me into the air. I was feeling really tired from all of what happened today, so I blinked a bit to try and shake off the sleepiness for my crush.  But, I think he got onto what I was doing because he set me on the bed and laid behind me. He hugged me from behind and rested his chin on my head. I hugged onto the blanket and looked up at him.
   "Heh, I think you were lucky too," he whispered to me. I looked up at him and he looked back. "I saved you, and you have a boyfriend now." He finished with a wink.