The Fight

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I land with a thud next to a hill of barbed wire. A loud voice calls out.

"No gate reopens till someone's dead!"

Its Mr Storks voice coming from I can only guess hiden speekers. I stand trying to rap my head around what's just been said when I notice her. Karenina's body lays lifeless in the wire spikes sticking out of her skin and blood dripping from them. Her eyes stare at me. Piercing my soul. I reach over the wires to shut her eyes feeling like she deserves more respect. A strange urge to help her sad he over me. Unlike anything I've ever felt it's a need urgent to help her. I hear a scream and it brings me to reality. I grip my staff with both hands and search for cover.

I duck behind a rusty tin shed. Why is every thing rusty lately? I mean right now I'm in like some weird junk yard thing but still. Im gonna get tetanus. I look down realising I've torn my shorts already. Stupid wire and metal. You know what stupid school! Stupid parents! Why couldn't I be human and go to normal school and do normal teen age stuff. Id literally kill for home work.

Lost in thought I feel a sharp object against my throat. I open my eyes to fiery green eyes. In a husky voice he says

"What's your name?"

"Phoenix Fox."

I croak out weakly to terrified to speak normally.

"Jason Mathews"

He offers his hand and removes his sword. I shake his hand and in a much braver voice ask

"What is it you want from me?"

He laughs.

"An alliance. I'll die without numbers or number to back me up and you look naturally gifted with your staff not trained but could improve."

"What makes you an expert?"

Surprised at his complement about me and my staff skills. He obviously trained with his sword. He looks a bit torn up about his sister.

"Look I'll tell you my life story once where not fighting for our life's but for now and until death I want an alliance to meet up then watch each other's backs, deal?"

"How do I know I can trust you?"

"Got a better plan sweetheart?"

Not actaully having a survival plan at all I agree.

"Sure"

I start to follow him watching his back while he takes front watching mine. I guess nothing makes you trust a stranger more than a life threatening situation. We slowly creep around like ninjas avoiding any one we see.

With me taking lead we go to turn the next corner when I hear Jason scream in pain. I turn too see the back of his left shoulder stabbed with a knife. Then its removed and planted deep into his stomach. The child who had done it flees. Im unable to see their face. A loud screech comes over the speaker

"2 hours till portal reopen. 2 down 38 to go."

I spot a sad scene past him. I see a older boys sword plunged into a 8 year old looking red haired girl. Jason suddenly drops and I do the same trying to catch him. Failing I cradled him trying to see the problem. The reality of him being stabbed suddenly hits me like a 3 ton truck to the face. I lay him gently down and stare at the knive inserted into his stomach.

I grab it out trying to help. Blood gushes out of the wound. I start to feel the need to help wash over me and life inside him starts to drain out of him and onto the floor with all his blood. He's going to die. I look side to side and yell help. He falls unconscious so I give in to my need and place my hands on his wound. I mean what the hell can't do any more damage he's dieing for goodness sake!

I feel a flow of pure engry rush out of me. Feels like a warm sun shines rays leaving my finger tips. His blood disappear from under my fingers. His sore begins to close and I hear him gasp for air. I get a little dizzy. The ground rushes towards my face. Oops....

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