Mercy *Obi x OC* (COMPLETE)

Choke

Choke- I DON'T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

I open my eyes and bring the sword down toward his head but the movement is halted by a loud metallic clang. Threil is standing before me, his chair the only thing separating us, with a dagger blocking my sword. The strength in Threil's harsh glare sends a chill down my spine. A smirk tugs at his lips which only serves to make his bright blue eyes seem more alight with sadistic fury.

"Oh really? This was your plan?" He chuckles snidely as I pull my sword away and swing at him again. "It's a rather mediocre one if I must admit. You want to play? Let's play, Love."

Threil dodges my attack and I fall back to put distance between us. In order to get to the door I'd have to pass by him on my right but he is faster than I am. The only way out where I don't have to cross him would be his bedroom window since mine is boarded up. I silently pray for success as I turn my back on him and rush down the hall. I hear his chair get tossed aside and his footsteps thunder after me as I reach his door. I slam it behind me and latch the lock as his fists pound against the door. It's not going to hold for very long. I sheathe my sword and move to the window. I undo the latches and lift upward but it doesn't budge.

"Let me in Elydia!" He shouts, drawing my attention away for a brief second.

I refocus my attention on the window and realize he's placed nails in the tracks so it can't open. I'll have to break the window. I curse as I hear the door frame cracking behind me and pull the sheet from his bed and wrap it around my fist. I brace myself and punch the glass, delighting in the spiderweb pattern stretching across the window. I hit it again and start to knock the glass out, doing my best to ignore his shouting and the wood splinters hitting me as the door frame gives out and the door flies inward. I swing one leg into the gap and duck down but Threil latches onto my hair and slams me to the floor of his room. I grit my teeth at the feeling of the glass and wood shards biting into my bare arms and back.

"Let me go Threil." I order him evenly despite my pounding heartbeat.

"You're not leaving me! Get that nonsense out of your head! You. Are. Mine. Elydia! I warned you that if you tried to leave me again I'd break both of your ankles. I'm going to do whatever I can to make sure that you won't be able to leave me no matter what you do."

Threil doesn't release his grip on my hair and begins to pull me across the floor over the wreckage. I'm definitely going to die. It's going to suck majorly. I can't exactly swing my sword at him properly like this so I need something else to attack with. I feel around the mess until I grab onto a large shard of broken glass. This may do enough damage to let me get to my feet. I blindly reach back and grin as I feel it stab into his forearm. He lets go and I scurry backward out of his reach and get to my feet. I have his blood in my hair now, I can feel it and it's unpleasant, but I'm free.

I can see him fighting to ignore the blood pouring out of his arm as he pulls the glass out and fixes me with a very, very murderous glare. I back away and draw my sword while moving back toward the window. He seems almost feral right now, his chest heaving, his eyes fixated on me like I'm a defenseless prey, blood dripping down his arm. If I move again, he's going to take me down.

"Let me leave Threil or I'm going to kill you." I threaten, focusing the tip of my sword in front of me.

"You're not going anywhere. You're cute little act of rebellion has grown tiresome, why don't you come to your senses before you get hurt?" He smiles as he approaches me.

He's trying to work me down with his caregiver tone but it's not going to work this time. I can resist it. I need to leave. He's not the good man that he manipulated me into thinking he was over the years.

"No. I'm leaving one way or another." I speak, reassuring myself and telling him while I press the tip of my sword to the hollow of his throat, keeping him a safe distance away.

"Do it, Elydia. Kill me. Kill the only person you've ever known, the only person who ever loved and took care of you. Kill me and leave like I never did anything for you." He says soothingly but the smug smirk that tugs at his lips is enough to send a chill down my spine.

I can do it. I can do this. I kill people for a living. He's just another target, just another body. I can kill him. His smirk grows as I feel my hand tremble against my will.

"See, that's it. You know you don't want to kill me. It's alright. I'll go easy on you if you just give up now and put the sword down." I let the sword drop to my side as I sigh and avoid his gaze. "That's a good girl."

As Threil steps forward, I bring my sword up and plunge it into his stomach. I let go of the handle, not wanting to waste time ripping it out, and hurry through the window. I don't think I hit anything that'd kill him but he's going to be bleeding and it'll give me time to put distance between us.