LUNAR

Chapter 4

Athena opened her eyes and found herself lying down on a soft bed in a small room that was pitch black.

She looked around her and saw that Drangir was sitting beside her bed.

"What happened?" She asked as she sat up right.

"You just came back from your visit to your ancestors place," he answered, "and whatever you see, you need to keep it to yourself." He then handed her a cup of dark brown liquid and called tea. She took a sip and spat it on the ground.

"You call this tea? What is this?" she said with an aghast face. "It tastes like wood water.

"Thank heavens you realized that!" Drangir exclaimed, "Now get up, we have a lot to do and little time in which we can do it." he said walking out.

"Wha—-," "uhu no time for that you get to your feet now." Drangir interrupted before Athena could say a thing. In a few minutes time, Athena found herself outside still limping from her so-called journey.

"So what are we here for?" she asked the moment she found her voice.

"Well you are here to train, aren't you?" Drangir asked her without looking back at her.

Before she could realize it Drangir was throwing balls of energy at her, she dodged two but the following hit her on the back and butt. He threw more and before she could dodge the balls of energy were on her abdomen.

"What are you doing?!" she exclaimed after she gained her voice but was still panting like a fat pig.

"Do you want to kill me?" she asked again, looking in his direction, fury forming in her gut.

"I'm trying to help you" he answered with a calm voice, it was as calm as smooth running water. "Now show me what you've got", he said, this time sounding more serious.

Drangir threw a sword at her feet and then the fight was on. He drew on a large reserve of manna and made large balls of energy.

Athena was able to block some but some hit her hard and it was hard for her to keep up to his speed of drawing manna.

"You need to be more sure of who you are, don't fight without identity", he said while throwing the energy at her. "How can I when I don't even know what my mother looked like?" She asked panting as the last ball of energy hit her on the chest.

"Your memory of her is not the biggest problem now", he said while building another ball to attack. "The problem is you", he hit her with the ball and she went tumbling to the other side of the building. She stood and then felt her anger building up.

"Your mother died because she did not know who she was in people's lives", he said, building yet another one, she looked at him with rage, if there was one thing she did not enjoy is to talk about her dead mother in such a way. Yet he said, "she died because she thought saving you was the best choice ", he continued, "don't let me think her death was in vain", he was making it bigger than the rest.

Drangir was using words to anger her, he wanted her to be full of rage so that she could fight back. He wanted her to know that the world was not what it seemed to be, but he did not know she was no longer her.

"When this ball hits you", he paused, "you will have a bed rest for about a month", he continued, "was your mother foolish to die for you to live?" He said and the words hung in the air for some time. They were so heavy that Athena thought she was able to breathe them. And then she felt it, the anger, the urge to kill, the lust for vengeance and there it was a large picture of her mother dying then all the words that she heard at the superior palace were a scumble in her head yet very loud, so loud that she thought she was losing it.