Entwined

Chp2. Zia 1

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The warmed hard edge of my blade rubbed against my thigh as I slowly raised my knee to rest between his legs. My hair was curled and blocking his view of my wandering hand.

"You're quite the little vixen, you know. Way hotter than these whore bar maids." He slurred, his boozy breath hitting the top of my ear.

"Oh, quite the vixen, just not the way you're probably fantasizing about. At least, not for you anyways." It took a good second for my words to hit his flooded mind, but when he did, his hand raised to slap me.

Sadly, for him, I had already gripped my blade and run it up the bottom of his chin. His eyes froze as blood slowly dripped from the hilt of my blade hanging from his chin. The blood glistened ruby red, matching the bursted blood vessels in his eyes.

I gripped the hilt, pulled, and swiftly walked away, all before his limp body could slump against the floor.

"Good Job. Vixen." I slapped Axel across the back of his neck.

"Just give me my money Axel." I mumbled. The damn dress was ruined, damn bastard had bled on it.

"And use that handy magic you've got to make a blood resistant dress next time."

I could practically feel his eyeroll from behind me.

"Most women ask for money and makeup, why can't you fit in that box? Just once?"

"Because your annoyance fuels my joy, Axel."

His heavy arm landed across my shoulders with a heavy sigh to match, "You're no fun!"

"Not while we still have work to do I'm not."

"Alright miss bossy, lets get going. Remember, breathe, and don't let go of me."

Before I could suggest us flying instead, we were already being thrown into a red portal.

You'd think I'd be used to this by now, but as I heaved up my lunch into the toilet, it was evident I wasn't.

"Damn Zia, you good?" I threw an annoyed look his way, my dark hair flinging around my neck.

"Fucking Vampires." I muttered before throwing up a bit more. I don't know if I should be pissed that he teleported us to a bathroom or greatful. Either be happy he knows me so well, or pissed at how weak he must think me.

"I know what you're thinking, its not weak to be sick like this, it's not normal for your kind to use this kind of transport." He spoke softly, my hair threaded through his fist.

"I'm fine." I muttered throwing the toilet seat down and flushing it.

"When are you going to tell me what I am? We've been training for over a year together, yet I'm just as lost as I was when we first met."

"That's not for me to say." Axel mumbled, for what felt like the millionth time this year.

"You're such an ass." I grumbled.

"Don't bring my fantastic ass into this Zia."

"Then don't act like an ass, Axel."

The next few minutes were filled with back and forth banter. It always helped pass the time, especially after a kill.

I used to cry and sob at killing, but as time went on and I came the realization that these perverted men were better off dead, it became easier. Doesn't mean I don't feel and carry every death with me, making my shoulders heavier with their deaths. I know that they were someone's son, somebody's best mate, and that part tears at my soul a bit.

"Stop, stop thinking and lets get something to fuel our soul." Axel reprimands me. Grabbing my arm, he leads me to the common area downstairs.

The common area holds a pretty good bar, but also sets a nice place for people like us to forget and relax. Though a few like to frequent to brag about their latest kill. Will I ever become like that? Lose so much humanity that I find the joyous side of separating someone's soul from body?

Axel always has a pretty good grasp on my mindset, knowing my every thought and feeling as though he's flipping through my thoughts like pages in a novel.

"What're we drinking tonight?" Axel says, doing a weird bow thing from across the bar.

"Anything hard." I say. I know his bartending antics are too try and cheer me up, but I'm still finding it difficult to lean on someone, or anyone for that matter.

"Hard, hmm? Oh I could give you something hard." Rolling my eyes at his foolish flirting, I get up and jump the bar.

"After last time? I think I'm good." I tease back.

As much as I'd love nothing more than to drown myself into endless pleasure to erase the pain, I know it's not healthy. Not that my drinking is either, but I'm less likely to mess up our friendship with booze than mindless sex.

"Thats not what it sounded like from your screams last time." Axel murmers.

I ruffle his blonde hair, and grab a hefty bottle of booze.

"Shush." And with that I started mixing the drinks. The night flowed well, dancing and yelling, laughing and talking. It always went by so fast, too fast.

"Zia, wake up." Axel grumbles. My hair is a mess over his chest, my chin resting in the middle of his chest. No sex, but comfort. And that was plenty enough for me.

"The sun is yet to rise Axel, shut the hell up and let me sleep some more." His chest rumbles with a chuckle, and in the next moment my head is thrown away from his chest and under it as he hovers above me.

"A raven came while you were asleep. You have a letter from her."

From her. The woman who rescued me just to place me in the center of yet another shit show. Sometimes I miss the sizzling burn of metal on my back. At least I knew why they were punishing me, but she is an entire mystery wrapped in layers upon layers of secrecy and hidden reason.

She uprooted me from that Hell, and I'm still just as clueless as I was the day she did.

Axel leaned back onto his calves, still straddling me, but giving me room enough to shift up into a sitting position.

Breaking the wax seal, I carefully unrolled the paper.

You, my dear Zia, have grown so much since I've last seen you. You still have so much to learn, but you are nearly ready. I know you might've grown to resent a part of me, as killing may seem a worse fate than that of them brandishing you as a bad omen, but I assure you it all has served a greater purpose.

You have a heart of diamond, so beautiful and strong, but also so very breakable. Now it's up to you. You can continue to train, and help me help you, or you can go on a road of your own once your training ends.
-Koria

"What the hell is this? Still no clue as to what she wants me for, but she can call me breakable."

"It's a test of faith, do you only work and belong to yourself, or are you willing to put your faith in another? Its up to you now Zia." And with that, he's leaving me alone in the bed, the sun slowly making it's way to the morning.

A/N

I was told that cliffhangers are the best way to end a chapter, and I painstakingly agree. Hope my cliffhanger game is strong lol!

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