I Am: Silver

Chapter 13

After I revealed my tattoo, and found out that I was, in fact, the "Saviour", all I got for the next week was congratulatory compliments and hearty claps on the back. Too be honest, all I wanted was for things to go back to normal. Rydel had actually planned a raid later on today. But right now, all he wanted me to do was relax. So I was...in my own way.

I relentlessly pounded the punching bag, envisioning anyone and everyone to fuel my unspent fury that I so longed to feel. The burning anger as it coursed through my veins. The adrenaline that made me faster, stronger, angrier. Feeling the sick sense of excitement as I fought each of my opponents and bet them yet again. I lived for that thrill, the old Hunter rising her head within me, merging so we were one.

Seeing Dimitri, I pounded harder, throwing in a hard right kick to the top of the bag, followed by a quick uppercut that would have snapped any man's neck, causing the chain to snap in two. Then I saw Locus, his familiar sneer wiped off his face as I rained punches upon the punching bag, before kneeing him where the sun don't shine, smashing his nose into my leg in the process, and whipping out my dagger to finish him off. The punching bag's leather cover cut easily, and the sand poured out, pooling onto the training mat as I moved onto the third punching bag.

Next Nadu appeared, his diamond skin sparkling as he faced me down. Growling, I ran at the punching bag, trying to tackle it. In my mind I heard Nadu's cackling laugh as I failed, and pushed harder. As soon the punching bag gave, I grabbed a rope and wrapped it around the bag, putting my foot in between where the shoulder blades would be and pushed, while pulling with my hands. I felt the punching bag ripping, and pulled harder, before the leather gave and the sand gushed out.

Letting go of the rope, I jumped up and pushed the silver strip out of my sweaty face. Although I was wearing nothing but training shoes, shorts, and a sports bra, my body was sweaty and I was panting hard as I faced the last punching bag. King Zelrox. I no longer had the boxing gloves I had when I started, and relished in the pain as I let go of all my constraint, unleashing an animal-like attack on King Zelrox. The man who had started all of this. The man who was the reason Finch almost died, that Tomas got attacked, that I got betrayed, again. All I could see was red, and I let out growls as I ripped into the punching bag.

"Woah, woah, woah!" Tomas' voice broke through the haze clouding my mind as he pulled me off the punching bag. "Calm down Silver, I think it's dead!" He yelled. I blinked, before looking at the punching bag, or what was left of it. "What'd those poor punching bags ever do to you?" Tomas chuckled at the tattered remains. I swallowed, and looked at my hand, which held my dagger, glinting dangerously in the light.

"I-I mistook it for King Zelrox." I stuttered, breathing hard.

"All four of them?" Tomas asked skeptically. I didn't even have to look at the damage to know that it was pretty bad. "You are meant to be relaxing, Rydel's orders." He scolded, tucking my silver strip behind my ear. "Not destroying our only workout tools." I muttered a sorry, and looked at my bruised and bleeding hands. Both were slightly swollen, but I could already see it going down, the cuts knitting together and disappearing, leaving nothing but dried blood as evidence anything had ever happened. Tomas chuckled again, and began to lead me out of the gym. "If you prefer to work without gloves, I'd wrap your hands next time. Come on, lets get you changed and we'll get something to eat. Rydel wants everyone in the common room at eight for a briefing."

I allowed Tomas to steer me away to the ledge, and covered me with a towel while I changed. Pegasus raised a mental eyebrow at my appearance, but I avoided his gaze. Although Pegasus respected me enough not to dig through my memories, I didn't trust him not to have a quick sift.

Do I even want to know what happened? Pegasus asked me dryly. I swallowed.

The punching bag was getting annoying. I replied shortly.