I feel the dirt coating my lips, as my head is shoved into the ground. My ponytail now resembling some kind of bird nest. Decorated with leaves, sticks and god knows what else. I close my eyes, attempting to protect them. My head aches, as the pressure builds. His arm pushing down on the back of my neck. I wiggle and struggle under his hold. Thrashing around like a fish out of water. As I struggle all I can think about, is that man struggling as I strangled him. Stray tears fall down my check. As I bite my cheek trying to divert the pain. I try to get free, but it’s no use. I begin to pant, as I struggle to breath. Having my head buried in the dirt restricted the air flow enough as it was. As I gulped, needing more air as I cried. Dust rushed into my lungs, causing me to cough.A hand was out stretched to me, and I was pulled to my feet by my partner. He gives me a small smile, which could only be described as pity. No one had bothered to try and teach me any tactics. It had been ove
I had a little more fight in me today. That wasn’t going to save me from getting my ass handed to me though. I tumbled to the ground as his leg swept across my feet, knocking me down. I land with a thud. I wave off his hand, as I lift myself to my feet. He looks at me, sporting a fake offended expression. His hand stabbing himself in the chest. I roll my eyes. The session was less sombre, with my improved mood. I was still blocked. So, I did my best to avoid getting pinned, anything to stop the flash backs. I kept trying to find Vivian, but she was nowhere to be seen. The distraction was a great advantage for my partner. Who frankly already had the upper hand anyway. I asked if they knew where she was, sounding curious. As she hadn’t missed a session before. I mean I was curious; it was out of character for her. However, mainly I wanted to hide the reason why I wanted to find her. Part of me felt embarrassed about it, holding so much hope over nothing more than a dream. What’s if
I sat down across from Vivian, watching her face twitch with anger. She was going to kill me I knew it, or worse send me back. I still couldn’t defend myself, and lord knows I had no control over any of my powers. I fidget with my fingers as I bite at my nails, my leg shaking. The pent-up energy from my nerves playing havoc. Sitting beside me was my match, who I now knew as Justen. He seemed pretty unaffected by the whole situation. Frankly he looked a little pleased. He gently grabbed my hand and run his thumb over it, in small circular motions. I could feel the sparks, shooting up my arm from his touch. I tried my best to ignore them. Having no clue, why it felt like that. I looked around the room trying to avoid eye contact with everyone.“Can you stop looking so damn smug Justen, this isn’t a joke” Vivian said firmly“I have never once saw any of this as a joke, you know that. Maybe if you listened to me none of this would have happened. You shut her out without any real explanati
I was pinned to the ground, his face inches from mine. I could see him slowly leaning closer. My eyes were glued to his lips. I bite my lip in anticipation. “How are you going to get out of this hold, pretty lady” he whispered into my ear. This bond was killing me. The draw grew stronger and stronger by the day. He was becoming irresistible to me. Every session I had to fight the urge to give in to the bond. He on the other hand seemed to have gotten over his struggle with the bond. He was cool, calm and collected around me most of the time. I should have been thankful. But the bond pulled at me, desperate for his touch and attention. I wanted to pretend it wasn’t there, but I wasn’t fooling myself or even him for that matter.I wiggled under is grip, trying to break free. He leaned into my ear and whispered, “Come on, you can do better than that”. His lips gently brushing against my ear. As I looked into his eyes, I could feel the bond trying to pull me in. How was it possible for a
I sat across from Justen at the local café. We talked as I watched the people around me go about their lives. This was nice, it was the first time I had had any time to just be in a while. Since the Shadow possibility, everything we did was consumed with the impeding war. Justen sat across from me, chatting away about this and that. Slipping in a few we statements here and there. Which was sweet, I could tell he was trying his best to keep the conversation light. His eyes scanned my face, looking for clues to how I was feeling. He had kept his word and turned off his ability to read my feelings. I smiled as I thought about how grateful I was to have him. The bond continued to nag at us both, to finalise the bond. Which both of us knew nothing about. Vivian thought it wise to keep clear of that until after the war. Despite the constant pull of the bond, it was nice to have a friend. Which was what he had become. I knew I could count on him, and I knew he was here for me when I needed
I burst out laughing, as Justen tickles me. A smile spread across his face, as my laughter fills the field. Cut it out Mr, I say through the bond. I had really mastered talking through the bond. Mink linking others, I was still struggling with. I couldn’t seem to separate the voices, at least not enough to have clear conversation. I hook my leg around his, while pushing suddenly. Tipping him off balance, enough to get out of the hold. I push him on his back, pinning him. In the new hold I was taught. Using his centre of gravity against him. “Try get up” I taunt. Clapping rings through the field as the others encourage me.“Finish him” They yell in unison. I had the upper hand now; his centre of gravity was all wrong. I pin his arm. The count down began.“One, Twooo, Three, and our new champion is, Liberty” They chantI giggle. This place was really starting to feel like home. My break in concentration to soak up my feelings of peace, was all Justen needed. He tipped me over and pinn
The past week had been a blur, everyone had differing opinions of what to do. My mind however, was made up. I needed to go back home. We had no idea what was happening there, and we need to know. Being in the dark, only gave us a disadvantage. I felt guilty that I had stayed her so long. I know it was necessary for me to heal and to train. I just felt like things shouldn’t have taken this long. In Justen’s eyes I wasn’t ready to leave. Although I had a hunch in his eyes, I never would be ready. He was worried I knew that. Frankly so was I. He was scared of the unknown, I however was scared of what I knew reality there was like. But I had to face my demons.Vivian insisted on picking an outfit, which I allowed. She was a lot more experienced in this field then I was. I would be a fool not to take her advice. The outfit was simple, nothing that would draw attention. The pants were lined with pockets, in each one was a small pocket knife. Vivian had been pretty tight lipped about the tra
We had been laying low in the house for a few days. Trying to find out what we could. Which had turned out to be pretty useless. No one seemed to know what was going on, other than what Cathadra had already told us. I had sent Vivian out a few times to talk to people in the town. They refused to talk. Saying it wasn’t our business what was going on, and we would be wise to mind our own business. Vivian was getting frustrated by how closed lipped they all were. But me, I wasn’t surprized. I expected those kinds of answers. As I watched Vivian rant about so this is why things have stayed the same so long. They have all just excepted their fate, excepted suffering.“Suffering and struggle is all they know; in their minds their only mission is to stay alive” I placed a hand on her shoulder. “Be easy on them”As the words left my mouth I realized. This is why, no one from outside could help these people. Because only someone who lived here could understand them and their actions. They woul