The Chosen and The Fae

Chapter Five: Crossing.

Hans stared at her for a heartbeat, silent.

Then he started laughing. "You won't let me? Ha! How absurd!"

She clenched her fists, still glaring flames at him, the force of her fear and anger holding her legs steady.

"You can't actually be serious?" He flashed a smirk at her, taking a step forward. She held her ground. "Go ahead, then. Stop me."

Believe me, she thought solidly, I will.

And then he charged at her, and she barely had a whole second to prepare herself as his tall frame flung itself at her, his fist outstretched to strike her down.

He was fast, but she was, in her anger, faster and with a swoosh of air she ducked under his flying fist, sending her own straight into his stomach. She felt the skin ripple as she drove her fist into it, and felt pain erupt in her knuckles as they collided with the edge of his ribs. His muscles tightened under her clenched hand, and a huff of pain-filled breath left his mouth, but he recovered quickly and and wrapped his arm around her neck, tightening. She could feel it as almost all of her airway was closed off, choking her. 

She had to do something to get out of this, before she ran out of held breath. Gathering her anger again, she fed it, feeling the strength flow through her limbs again as she wrestled an arm out of his hold and clawed at his face. He grunted as her fingers sought out his injured eye, and tried to jerk his head out of her reach.

It didn't work.

A hoarse scream fled his gaping mouth as her fingers dug into the empty eye socket, wincing as her fingers were once again coated in blood. 

Still screaming, the shrill sound of pain piercing her ears, Hans let go of her neck, instead grabbing the back of her head.

She paused for a second, filling her lungs with air, and before she could recover, he tightened his hold on the back of her head and thrust down, smashing her head into the tree before them. 

Her head erupted in pain as her vision swam and her knees went weak as black stars danced in front of her eyes, flying about her head.

No.

Gathering her strength, she rammed her head backward, catching Hans's chin with the crown of her skull, ignoring the lightning pain slashing through her.

No.

He backed up, groaning, holding his chin in his meaty hands, but she didn't give him time to recover. Loudly in her head she could hear the voice of Grina, her old instructor, in the old days, the better days.

"C'mon, girl! Get in closer, use the move I taught you! Swipe his legs out from under him, and then strike. No time for mercy."

She half-grinned through the pain, rushing closer to Hans and then ducking, resting her weight on both her hands as she quickly swiped her legs at his feet. With a thud, he hit the ground and in a flash she was on top of him, her two first fingers raised to ram straight into his nose. A killing blow.

But then she heard another voice, deep and clear, like a mountain stream.

"My daughter," It said, softly. "You are not a murderer."

Father?

And that pause, that half a second of hesitation, was all it took to irrevocably change the course of Alvera's life. Forever.

In that half second, Hans grabbed a rock. Just a rock laying in the woods. It looked like any other stone in that forest. Plain. Ordinary.

And yet it was the one thing that started Alvera's quest. 

But of course, she had no inkling of this as it whistled through the air, straight for her head.

Thud.

******Author's Note******

Okay, so I really suck at writing little tussles like this. I like to think I'm better at sword fights, but in reality, probably not. No one will judge you if you abandon ship now (please don't leave me).

So that was Alvera's fiery side, but don't worry, this girl is like a freaking onion, and you have definitely not seen all of her yet. I particularly look forward to writing in some of her sassy side ;)

So anyway, this chapter was short I know.

Dobby is sorry, masters!

So anyway, the next chapter or the chapter after that will be a sort of prolougue kinda about the history of the Border, and what it even is really. So look forward to that!

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