The Fighter Girl

Chapter 12 Part 1

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Scarlet's POV

I'm floating, well I feel like I'm floating at least. I don't know how long it's been since I cast that spell. I don't regret doing it. Deep in there eyes was sorrow and pain and I didn't want to see there eyes fill with much more emotion that shouldn't be there. My childhood was ruined when I seen my parents die in front of me. The life leaving their eyes their bodies becoming soulless. No child should see death with their very own eyes but I did.

In my mind I see replays of my memories as a child with my parents. There was this one where they were pushing me on a swing gently as to not hurt me. They held such loving expressions it was warm and inviting. No matter what I know that they loved me with there body, heart, and soul to death and they proved it to me by dying for me.

I will weep for them till the day I die but will not ever make them regret taking their life for me. They wanted to do it so there's no point in blaming myself for the rest of my life. At one point when I was younger I hated myself because I believed I killed them. That's not it though.

Nothing can ever replace the warm embrace of a parent or the feeling of them saying 'good job' to you when you get an A on a test. Not for people like me anyways. I know I have Alex as my dad, but I just cant forget my Dad. He had big hands that were strong, but gentle and warm. He would throw me up in the air and I would squeal with joy not fear because I knew he would always be there to catch me. He was a gentle giant as I would like to say. He would always look at me and Mom with such tender, love, and care. When I fell down riding my bike he would always take me out to get ice cream. Its funny, because every time we went we would end up with each others ice cream instead of our own, it was after all our little tradition.

My mom and I also had our own little tradition. Every once a month we would take a Friday off from school and work. That day we will have loads of junk food and movies and pull a all nighter. We would have all different kinds of movies but every time start off with watching White Chicks and end with watching Bambi why? Well we couldn't even tell you ourselves. Who ever falls asleep first though gets a mustache drawn on their face. It was always fun we just got to spend bonding time together. I would always think what if she was still alive? Then I would say to myself 'well we would be best friends of course.' We would be the mother and daughter that gossip to each other about what happened in our day at school or work.

My parents were a great match for each other. My dad had this loud booming laugh and my mom's was like a soft lullaby. I loved hearing there laughs it was what made me cheer when I was sad. They were my anchor, but they're gone now and sometimes I just want to drift away. But what about every who's waiting for me to wake up. I want to live I always did, I want to live for my mom and dad because they didn't get to live to the fullest. I want to help the people who were captured by the guy who killed my parents.

I miss my baby brother who didn't get to explore the outside world yet he was only four. I want to live for him because he never got to make friends or feel his feet touch the soft grass tickling the bottom of his feet he never got to meet his wolf either. My mom made me leave I wanted to get him but she said he's safe. If it was only one more week that they would have attacked I could of at least have saved one life. His name would have been Tristan Pax Sage my full name is Scarlet Rose Sage. His birthday is coincidently on mine so when I turned 18 he turned 17. He had a birthmark on his right arm just like me it's two wolves entwined. Every sibling has a matching birth mark of their brother or sister but the cool part is it looks more like a tattoo. When the siblings are both 16, a mature age for wolves, the sibling mark glowing means that you met you sibling.