Six to: Save? or Slay? (Finished)

"You fool! You're an idiot! You're a selfish, stupid, bratty, little girl who keeps opening her mouth even though her knows not to!" He kicked my legs and made me fall to the ground. I fell in the grass face-first, he then started to continuity kicked my stomach until I cough up blood. "Keep your mouth shut and I won't have to hurt you!"

I coughed and crawled in a ball and held my stomach. "Yes ma'am." I said sarcastically.

"What the h*ll did you just say?!" He lifted his foot and brought it down on my face. I yelped and cough up more blood on the grass.

"Yes...Sir...." I croaked. I winced as he roughly grabbed my dark purple hair and pulled me up to my feet. I bent down and held my stomach as he towered over me, his arms on his hips.

"I am not a stupid little girl like you." He barked. "I am your Master. You are an assassin. And assassins who are in training DO NOT talk back to their masters!"

"Yes sir...."

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

I slowly lifted my head and faced his stupid...Ugly, face. He was quite old, but could pack a very powerful punch when he wanted to. His hair was a very dark brown that was about shoulder length and was always pulled back into a ponytail. He usually wore a long-sleeved blue shirt that had a white strip that went down the middle of his shirt. His pants were usually VERY baggy and black with black pointy shoes.

 Me, on the other hand, was SO MUCH prettier than...That guy. He's such a jerk...His name is funny though...Boris....But anyway, my hair was dark purple, almost black, and it fell down all the way to my waist. I usually put it in a low ponytail and left two chunks of it lying on my chest. My eyes were a unique dark shade of purple...Master thinks it looks stupid...I usually wore  a tight, black shirt where the sleeves only covered my shoulders. I had on black pants that were really tight with quiet, black shoes. Since, Master likes to beat the snot out of me, I had on like a black ribbon that wrapped up my right arm, (to cover cuts and stuff that were really horrible).

He ended up slapping me across my face when I looked up. "You are such a brat." He commented as he glared.

I stiffened and glared right back. "Well maybe if you haven't trained me so hard and beat me half to death I wouldn't talk back!" I snapped.

He growled then put his hand in a tight fist and pounded my head with it. I was brought back to the ground, rubbing my head as it throbbed. "Watch your mouth, girl!"

"I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times, MY NAME IS ROXANNE!" I looked up at him with hatred in my eyes.

Once again, he lifted his foot and brought it down on my face. I closed my eyes and just let him be. But, i felt no pain...He didn't hurt me or anything. All I heard was his scream.

I slowly lifted my head to see what his problem was. He was staring at me with wide eyes and a foot behind him just in case he needed to run. I gave him a questioning look before I looked down at myself...I was...Covered in some kind of mist. It was all black...Black mist was coming from me. But as soon as I stood up, it vanished just as quickly as it had come.

Master stood up straight and gave me a look. "What have you done?!"

I shook my head, not knowing anything. "Like I'm suppose to know!"

He walked over to me and grabbed my neck, squeezing it hard. "It came out of YOUR body, you should know!"

"BUT. I. DON'T!" I managed to choke out. Master squeezed a bit harder before releasing me without doing anything else...Yet anyway.