Y/N Kane, the son of Marcus Kane. He was arrested for theft and vandalism.
When he is apart of a group of 99 other kids to go down to earth. His life becomes something else. He becomes something else.
He will attempt to survive on the earth, but if...
Though it's to no avail as Anya spins around, whacking my new sword out of the way and grabbing my arm to flip me over herself onto the ground.
I let out a grunt. "I'm pretty sure wives aren't supposed to do this."
"I cannot have my husband weak in a skill I excel at. You're lucky I haven't cut you." Anya holds out her hand.
I take it, getting back up. "Lucky isn't the word I'd use."
Anya smirks, pulling me into a kiss. After a minute she pulls away. "There. Lucky. Perhaps some of my skill has transferred to you, it's much needed."
I stare at her and laugh. "Wow. This marriage is gonna be brutal."
"How is your sword?" Anya glances down at the sword in my hand.
It was the one the blacksmith redid, which was formerly Anya's second sword. It looked good.
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I look down at my sword. "It's good. Nice weight. Awesome." I had to admit, I was definitely in awe when I first seen it.
Anya can't help but let a smile sneak onto her lips. "It's not supposed to be 'Awesome' it's supposed to be useful."
"You're awesome. And you are incredibly useful."
She averts her gaze, speaking quietly. "That's fine..."
I give her a smile and then a kiss.
Unfortunately, we get interrupted by some commotion.
Anya pulls away and starts walking over to where a crowd now is.
I follow behind her.
One grounder, who is obviously distressed is yelling in his language.
Anya talks to him.
However the man looks at me and waves his arm angrily. "Kripa!"
I look at Anya awkwardly as she argues or questions the man.
After a few minutes she shuffles towards me as some guards go off to the tower. "He said your people killed ours."
"I never sent anyone out to kill."
"No one?"
"I sent my people out to get some others that left." I clarify. I fix my hair and start walking back to our tent. "I'm leaving. I spent too long here anyway. Let me get back and I'll find out what happened."
I brush past the flaps of the tent and pick up my bag, putting my stuff in it.
Anya follows me in. "You do understand Heda will not let this pass."
