The Weak And Helpless (Yona of the dawn)

I Hate Chopsticks

We walked along the path with Gija who was still excited as he recalls the fight with the bandits. "How many did you defeat?" Gija asks Hak. "Uh? I don't remember." Hak says. "I defeated twenty-eight." Gija declares happily raising a fisted hand into the air.

"Then I defeated forty." Hak informs as we continue walking down the path. "Lair! You said you didn't remember!" Accused Gija angrily. I giggled as I saw the two. "Besides there weren't even that many~" Gija continued to accuse but stopes. Gija's eyes widen and he crouched down clutching his dragon arm that I now notice had a few red bruises and was bleeding slightly.

A dark cloud of smoke surrounded his arm. "Gija, are you all right!" Yona asks as she runs over to him followed by me. "Yes, I fought a little to hard. I'm meant to fight more elegantly." Gija explained as me and Yona look worriedly at his arm, but thankfully the cloud of black smoke began to fade.

"Actually, I like that the white dragon god has such a bloodthirsty fighting style." Hak argues. Well I don't! Me and Yona reluctantly look away from Gija's arm to Hak. "I'm thrilled. At the castle, no one could keep up with me." Hak's voice grew quieter. "Someday I hope we can fight~" Hak fell over mid sentence.

"Hak!" Me and Yona cried in unison. "Did he die?" Gija asks looking good as new. "He isn't dead!" Yona scolded hitting Gija on the top of his head. Yun walked over and checked Hak's chest.

"You idiot...... you opened your wound." Yun muttered as Hak's bandages that were hidden by his clothing turned a deep red. "What happened!" I asked concerned. "His wound hasn't healed yet. He acts fine but he's still a mess." Yun explained.

"You stupid Thunder Beast." I muttered as I looked down at Hak. Why did you push yourself! Gija's here to help and I know I'm useless for the most part but I could of helped. I could of used myself as a shield at the very least. "Is he a monster?" Gija asks looking down at Hak, amazed that he held through the battle as long as he did.

"He probably wouldn't want to hear that from you." Yun replied blankly. I looked up at the sky and bit my lip nervously. "The sun is setting. We should find somewhere to sleep." I suggested looking around at the others for there thoughts. "Is there an inn around here?" Gija asks confused. Yun glances at his unbelievingly "Under the stars." Yun tried to clarify.

Gija have a confused look. "Under the stars?" Gija repeated still not understanding. "This is why I can't stand rich kids." Yun huffed tiredly. "Just follow behind us, White Dragon." Yun instructed. I turned to Yona and saw her tugging on Hak's hair. "What are you doing, Yona?" I laughed. "Hak can't move. We have to carry him." Yona explained not taking her eyes of Hak.

Gija walked over and lifted Hak over his shoulder using his dragon arm. "Gija, that amazing!" Yona cooed. "The dragon's arm is ten times stronger than an ordinary person's." Gija said. Yona placed her sack of heavy arrows in Gija's left hand. His hand began to tremble from the effort. "Uh, it's just my right arm, actually...." Gija clarifies.

Yona takes her sack and we begin to walk again. Yona stares worriedly at Hak as she trails behind Gija. Gija looks over his shoulder and notices. "He'll be alright." Gija reassured. "Huh?" Yona says suddenly, returning from her thoughts. She processes what Gija said and nodded. "Yeah. Hak is strong." Yona agreed.

"He protects me all the time now, but someday, I want to protect him." She admitted. "You are strong, despite living in the castle your whole life." Gija protested. Yona looks away from Hak and up at Gija. "I'm not strong." Yona disagrees shacking her head lightly. "But you weren't that shaken by the bandits." Gija argues.

"Your right. I'm not afraid of bandits." Yona confirms looking away from Gija down to the forest path we followed a distant look appeared in her eyes. "Nothing could terrify me more than that night." She whispered. As I heard this I knew she was talking about the night her father died along with the night she was driven out of her own home.