I'm back where I started. Staring at the remains of the building. I sulk in my past. Watching Dax die all over again. The clip just keeps repeating.
I walk over to his grave.
"I'm one year older than last year now. Happy Anniversary,"
No reply.
I take out my revolver and shoot the wall. The imaginary enemies taunt me. They kill him, over and over again.
"Don't go. Please."
I'm a wreck by the time Dawn approaches. Dry tears stain my face. I take one daunting look at his grave and vomit.
My power is the only thing that keeps me alive. All those years of being tracked. I don't remember the last time I was my own skin.
My hair is bright green and my eyes are dark blue. I have the skin of a Japanese girl.
Not my own skin but not someone else's either. I started to drift off, but my adrenaline still running high, heard a new sound. The snap of a twig. The steps that someone would take before they ambush.
I roll three times and stand up. Narrowly dodging a slash to my back.
"You."
I still remember the last time I saw him. Now, I would put a bullet through his heart too.
"You still want me dead?"
"Go to hell," I hiss, pulling out two daggers.
"I've already been to hell," he matches my voice. His luger is pointed at my head.
I've been trained in combat before. But not against a freaking gun! I have to dispatch him first. Then, torture. Take it step by step.
I twist away as if I'm retreating but step forward and swing a high kick, smacking the gun out of his hand and away. He snarls and uppercuts me in return. I slip out of his reach with maddening ease.
Not surprisingly, he pulls out a dagger and lunges for my throat. I duck at the last moment and slash at his ankles. It works and he trips, clutching his legs in pain.
"Who else is here," I snarl.
"No one else. Just me," He whimpers as I kick his stomach.
"Which finger."
"What? Wait- What! No Please!!!" Begging doesn't work.
"Thumb then."
I raise my blade.
"Vincent sent me."
I bristle but it doesn't stop me from slicing his finger off. There's nothing but blankness in my eyes when he looks at me. I know that the moment he swallows painfully.
I've kill many people before but never tourtured anyone.
"You will pay for this." I scan him for hidden weapons incase of suicide.
Then, I kick him in the stomach a few more times and chain him up.
Leaving Ray turns out, was a bad idea. I realize that as I walk the streets of Lowell. There's no place for me to go. Grimacing, I climb up three floors and swing my legs over the balcony into Ray's apartment.
Maybe they already moved out.
I can hear Ray's soft laugh and Jyle's quirky voice when I slide in through the window.
Not knowing what to do, I slip outside and hide behind an armchair.
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It's dawn when I wake up. I curse myself when I realize I slept the whole night.
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Layer of Ice
FantasyGrowing up without parents, Everglade Lowe is lost, depressed and thinks she's useless. On a mission, she gets caught and jailed. After being put in an asylum, she gets visited by a curious boy and takes advantage of him, unaware of what the long te...