Painted Reality | Xaden Riorson x FEM!OC

By The Balls

I jump off of the turret ledge and as I jump off I am swept into a group hug  Vi and Rhi. "Oh my Gods you scared us to death Ray" Vi says

"I'm okay Vi" I take her forearms in mine and give her a reassuring squeeze

"You made it" I hear the most annoying voice I've ever heard. Jack. Fucking. Barlowe

I spin. He jumps down onto the ground - making him a cadet. He pulled his short sword on me placing it at my neck. I discreetly pulled one of the daggers from my thigh and placed it just below his balls.

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I thought crossing the parapet and entering the quadrant would be different. But here we are. Holding a dagger to Jack-fucking-Barlowes balls. He stands in front of me spitting insults but I tune him out, he walks me to the wall and presses the blade harder, and I feel something trickle down my neck.

People are starting to form a semi-circle around us, I glance around us through my peripheral and see at least two 2nd year squad leaders. That fucking headache is killing me. Xaden. I don't take my eyes off of Jack.

I press my own dagger further into him so he knows its there "yeah you know what that is" he drops his sword but I don't remove my dagger, my headache eases. Fucking finally Xaden. We just stand for a moment and I drop my arms, I hold them out in a t formation tip of my dagger pointing down. "Please, if you think I'm going to let you kill me that easily. Think again" I tilt my head and keep the smirk plastered on my face

"Bitch" He says, all the noise around me goes quiet and everything goes in slow motion. Jack shifts his weight onto his back foot telling me he is going to lunge. And he does. Predictable. I drop my shoulder and move my left foot back making my body turn. "What the fuck"

He spins back to face me and I face him sheathing my dagger. The fire in his eyes turned from a spark to a bonfire. I raise an eyebrow "Surprised?" I say very calmly putting a tilt on my head and putting both of my arms behind my back. Mira always said make a statement. This enough of a statement for you sis.

He puts a large portion of his weight on his right leg and he flips his dagger so the spine is flush with his arm. He pulls that same leg forward going for my throat, I twist at the waist so I face left. He trips and falls on his face. He scrambles up and I see him take another dagger from his belt. The last one.

Jack lunges for me again one dagger coming straight for my neck. I push my hands up to his wrist, but his other dagger coms down on my right arm. I double over holding my arm - welp thats not good - Jack turns in a circle his arms in the air ranting on about some shit. I am smart enough to know when I am defeated so I stay doubled over until I hear him say "and this is why we need to weed out the weak. We start with her-" he points to me "Then to her-" he points to Vi and something in me snaps. She may be a year older than me but family is everything.

That fucking headache comes back. Go the fuck away Xaden. I push myself to my feet and swiftly and silently move to the back of him and kick the back of his knee, I grab his hair and rip his head back letting the blood from my right arm bleed into his blond hair. I take out my favourite dagger - it has a red gem in the pommel - and hold it to his own throat.

"Do not - insult my  - family'" I pant out, my arm screaming at me

"Cadet Sorrengail," a male voice carries itself across the room - his balls clearly haven't dropped yet, I think to myself "please release cadet Barlowe, now that your both cadets - the codex states - the only way you are killing him is on the mat."

I look up and an immediate sense of familiarity washes over me. The one man I wish Vi never met - or trusted.

Dain.

Fuck

my

life