Breaking Through Time

Blast from the past

So this is how it is all going to end...

I looked at Michael lying in a pool of blood. Emily and Jack were still off the side in a cage, screaming and crying while looking at this horrifying situation. Robert was cuffed to the wall crying and blood was sipping down on his naked torso as he was shouting "No!" And looking down at me.

This is it, Isabel, it is just you and me now! I have gone through a lot within the last few months and I am not the same person anymore. The anger, the pain of my injuries and the pain coming from my heart at everything that has been done to me and my family, for no reason at all, coalesces into a rage that will not be quenched ... All of this, because of some stupid prejudice by this woman standing now in front of me, so proud of herself...

"That's it, Isabel! I had enough of it now! Let's end it now, once and for all!" I shout and her. Her black eyes widen and her pale face fills with a big smile.

"I was hoping you would finally decide to fight." She says "I was concerned about the damage killing you might cause, but now... It will not make any difference to history, so do not think I will hold back! I will gladly separate your head from your body!"

"You talk too much" I whisper as I throw my knife at her, which sinks into her thigh.

"You crazy little!..." she shouts in pain as she pulls the knife out, blood gushing.  She doesn't take notice of her injury any more, she is so filled with rage, she runs towards me knife in hand, shouting an incomprehensive bellow of hate.

She looks like a crazy person. Her black eyes are red-rimmed from anger, pain and tiredness. Her normally beautiful raven curls are all messed up and make her look like a savage caveman rather than the futuristic warrior princess that she is.

This is it. How was I expecting this to end? I have thrown my last weapon at her, the knife that I got from Michael; it seems that it is all for nothing... and I now, now I will die at her hand by my own knife... Well, If this is how I am going to end I am not going down without a fight, I am not the sacred lamb that I used to be. I get up and meet her charge with one of my own, bellowing all the way my own battle cry in response.

As I run towards Isabel my adventure flashes through my mind... That morning, that last morning, the one I spent with my family... everything that leads up to now...