The Lost Elf Warrior

Chapter Nineteen

CLARITY

After the event that happen earlier tis morning, I when to the training room wanting to get the though of myself being the tribute of this decade trials tournament. I don't know how that could be; first I was told I might be an elf and needing to find where my mother might be, next I think someone pushed me in the black lake in hope that I drown, now someone might want me dead.

If I wanted to kill myself, I would have done it by now but not by dying in this tournament.

A stressful sigh left my lips as I pick up a sword and start to move around swinging it from side to side, striking as if it was my enemy I was stabbing. I would hope it be Xavier as it is his fault I saw that creature in the woods, his fault he killed it in front of me, his fault he kidnapped me, his through that I might be an elf and I would not know it, his fault that I am in this tournament. I hate this; and I hate him!

My hair fell in front of my face where my hair was tied back in a thigh braid, I then hear a chuckle behind me and slow clap. Quickly I turn on my heel to elbow the person, but they were faster and grab a hold of my elbow.

"Violence is really your colour, isn't it little hunter?" He asked. I rolled my eyes with a scoff in my voice.

What does he want to be bothering me?

"Only when it's with you" I told him coldly, yanking my elbow away from his grasp.

"My; big words for a little weak girl" Xavier had a smug look on his face proud at himself, but he knows how to push me far and I'm not afraid to slice his throat open right here when no one is about and watching.

"I've told you before" I started clutching my fist making my knuckles turn white.

"I am not a weak little girl. You no nothing on how I have survive for those six years and if I would, I would show you who is really the weak and little" I spatted out. I don't want to feel weak or little as he keeps saying that I am, I want to be something more then that.

"You keep telling yourself that little hunter" He started to walk around me, brushing his hands lightly down my spine that sends shivers up me.

"But you might not survive during the trials. They get harder and harder on the way, there are monster you might need to fight but with one slip up you might meet your fate" Xavier whisper in my ear which sending a colder shiver up my arms at his words.

"Have you even been in the trials?" I asked him turning to face Xavier. He was close and so was I, so close up to me that our chest were nearly meeting, I had to looking up from his six feet tall to search his eyes for answers.

"No" He said. No, he says so he won't understand how I am feeling.

"But I have seen it" He has seen it? How?

"If you want to survive you must think of what you are good at to use against it" Xavier said. I lean up glaring at Xavier.

"I need to survive yes, but I need to know how. Show me how I can win this thing and make it out alive" I said.

He stare at me, and I stare back at him.

We are both silence but looking at each other, but the silence seem to answer what I have asked for.

If I have to work with the person, I hate to survive then so be it.