Iscrewed up.
Whatdo I do, what do I do, what do I do!
I slammed my hands down on the rotting wooden table. He was awake, he was awake, he was awake!
I scrambled my long, pitch black hair, causing my scarlet red butterfly hair pin to fall out.
Out of my 200 years of life I've never screwed up so hard! First I grant him 2 elements and now he knows about it! Ugh! I stomp my feet infrustration. The organization can't have their number one fighter and strategist screwing up.
Suddenly an idea dawns on me. A stupid but effective one.
"I'llkill him." I whisper to myself. Yale-ter (was itYou-alter?) can't be left alone. I'll just say he died whileresisting the offer. It's as simple as that.
Igrabbed my satchel and pulled out a white pill no bigger than mysmall finger nail. Good.
"Emily!Where are you! Can you hear me!" I hear from a level below mine."It's not Emily it's Aemiliana!" I call, slightlycontaining my anger. "And General Aemiliana to you! Also, usethe ear piece!" "Sir." the corporal replies. "I'ma girl!" I yell back through the ear piece.
