Fighting (To Be Yours)

Chapter 6

He was gone by the time I'd woken up in the morning, like he always was, his clothes from the night before missing and th only evidence of him acutally being there was his side of the bed was tousled. I sighed and lifted the comforter, just to give my body some air and looked at my belly button. When all the victors turned thirteen we were given mysterious tattoos of various colors, they all gathered around our belly buttons. There was a swirl, three dots set in triangle, an actual triangle not shaded, and a squiggled line about the size of my pinky. WE'd gotten all of them, circling our navel and it wasn't long after we saw what they stood for. They were our elemental power, given to us by the Gods'; the swirl was a light shade of blue, the three dots were red, the triangle was brown and squiggled line was silver. They represented water, fire, earth and, air.

It wasn't only us that had been given these gifts, everyone born after us were given these powers. It was idiotic, if you asked me, to grace young pups not capable of controlling their emotions the power to bend the elements at will. I told the Gods' so, going to them the first time their was an incident in the schools. It wasn't fair to make us outcasts, and then give us the power to elminate them all with a flick of the wrist of the will of your mind. So they mended it slightly, giving it to only a few were's. The victors, however, were still given all five. And we were instructed to go to training, to help us with learning how to manipulate our powers for the greater good and to keep them at bay when anger arose. We were given our own element to harvest, they gave us a choice and we were allowed to choose whatever element suited us. Mine just happened to be fire. I traced the triangle with my pinky, wiling some fire to shoot the trip. I giggled slightly as it tickled me, I was basically flame proof... well to a certain extent. I couldn't just run into a volcano screaming "I'M FUCKING INVINCIBLE!", because I'd probably die. Probably.

"Luna! Are you eating breakfast today!?' Mom screamed, making me suck the fire back into my body and sigh. She wasn't asking, she was just doing that thing she got really good at it; where she pretends she's asking you a question, when really she meant take a shower and get your ass down here before I throw you into the frying pan with these eggs. I padded over to my IDoc and put on some music, allowing my body to relax slightly while I took a shower. After a while I got out the shower, ruffling up my wet hair and pulling on my underwear and bra. I hated my body, but not in that weird I need to lose weight or gain weight type thing. I looked in my fll length mirror and put my hands on my hips. I had a generous body, thanks to my mom; but a sucky height, thanks to the weird heighting of my parents. My mother was tiny compared to my father, and she hated it too. Kinda hard to be intimidating if you have to look up to scold someone.

My boobs had matured by the time I was 15, deciding to settle on an even 40 DD. A fucking double D. Point again to mom's team. Everything on me was full grown, just mini sized and sometimes it made me want to just stretch my body out a little. My hips were wide and curvy, my grandma once said good pup bearing hips when she was drunk. Shiver shiver. My hair was starting to dry and curl nicely. I could be a girl today, without a problem. With a sigh I went to my pink dresser, flinching slightly at the clothing there. I pulled out my black sliced leggings, a red plaid skirt and my black halter top that sed in red glittery words BITCH. I smirked as I pulled on the whole ensemble, deciding to leave half my hair up and putting on mascara; i had tolernace for little else when it came to makeup. I pulled on my red converse heels and looked in the mirror. I applied a few little accessories onto my skirt, mainly my chains, and decided I looked girly enough. I picked up my bag and trotted down the stairs and into the kitchen.

Everyone loked at me, and I twirled slowly before coming to a stop in front of them.

"I thought you said you didn't have that skirt, I wanted to borrow it." Cara said, her brow furrowing and her finger on her chin as she looked at my skirt.

"I knew you were gonna wear it to your date with JJ, that should be enough information as to why I didn't let you touch this skirt." I said as I plucked a few pieces of bacon off of Jesse's plate before sitting on his lap. He shrugged and went back to eating his food and finishing up his math homework. I hadn't even touched that foul deviation of nature; I hated math with a burning passion.

"Luna, remember, I need you to come straight home because Anna is going to be droping the pups off and they need to be fed." Mom said as she slid my share of bacon and eggs on Jesse's plate. I dug in and furrowed my brow, letting my mind seek the answer before I asked why couldn't Anna just stay. I hit a block though and it made me suck my teeth, I kept forgetting I couldn't see anything to do with Anna because of her affiliation with Ander.

"Why can't she just stay and look after them?"

"That girl has enough on her plate, I don't need to put my load on her." I'm pretty sure had Jesse not wraped his arm around my waist and kept me locked down onto him I would've shifted right there.

"She's the ONLY person that it's Ok to put the load on. She's gonna be Luna, not me she should do it. And I have a hel of alot more responsibilites than she does, but you seem find with shoveling your crap onto me whenever it suits you." I growled around a pece of bacon.

"I'm not having the sae discussion with you, Luna. I am Alpha female, you'll do as I say." HEr voice rang with power and it made my shoulders bristle.

"Yes. Mother." I said with clenched teeth, as I stood off of Jesse's lap.

"I'm taking the bike to school, see you guys there."