Acotar retelling

I Have an Existential Crisis

I wake up to Nesta taking up a majority of the bed, with Elain snuggled soundly in between us. I woke up to Nesta taking up a majority of the bed and Elaine snuggled soundly in between us. There was light streaming in from cracks all around, and I knew I needed to start my day. I slowly extracted myself from Elaine's arms and headed to find some dried jerky for protein before I wrecked myself training. I have no idea when exactly I am, before I had to go to Prythian and I needed to prepare as much as I could in whatever time I had left. Just in case this really wasn't a dream. Quickly shredding the meat in my teeth, I laced my boots and grabbed my gear. Looking back over my shoulder, I shut the door and resolved to work as hard as I could to protect those girls.

I made up my mind and sturdied myself, taking a deep breath and starting a path into the woods.

What felt like hours later, I came across a meadow in the heart of the woods, where I spotted a doe grazing on a patch of grass. Realizing that this is the prey of a lifetime, I immediately tried to zone in on the animal. Its then that I spotted something out of the corner of my eye. A wolf.

Holy hell, this is happening, I don't even get a day, I have to kill him. I have to kill him out of spite, how do I do that? I've never met the man, I don't have hate for him.

And then I realize the option I have, I need to channel all of the anger I felt reading this series, the life that I now protect. I need to channel my hatred for Amarnatha, for Tamlin, for Hybern. The anger I felt on Alis's part, the loathing I felt hearing about Rhysand and his court, what she put them through. I need to fully embody the absolute disgust and abhorrence I experienced hearing about Mor, about Gwyn, about the priestesses in the library. I will become the epitome of hatred, and I will kill Andras, I will kill this wolf that has done nothing to me, on behalf of thousands, and I will remorse later. My aim switches, the bow turning with my upper body towards the yellow eyed being in front of me, and he stares.

I cried, the unshed tears quickly flowing over my lids as the arrow flew and I dropped. I crawled over to Andras and I wept for him, for this man I'd never met, who willingly put himself on the line, accepted a suicide mission for the hope that his people would be free. I pulled his head onto my lap, and I took my knife, apologizing for all the wrong I had done and would do to him, I slit his throat.

A/n: Sorry this one is so sad and short, but I had to do it :(