Stronger than chains

Im Done

        Ignoring my hurt leg, I managed to hop back up just in time for her left leg to come crashing down. The crowds roar was deafening, as my head snapped down.

     " Do not make me hurt thee, I have no intention of so!" Bringing my hands up to block the blow to my head. Her strong kick knocking me off my feet. please dont make me hurt you... I sat up on my bum, refusing to move, as she stocked closer, cleary questioning why I had not fought back. Leaning over me, her hand formed a white knuckled fist, raising it over her shoulder.

     " Listen to me, I do not wish to fight thee!! Stop this fighting and it'll be fine, please!!" I have never said 'please ' in my entire life. But it was like every blooded face, every scream, and every sickening crack all sounded at the same time, echoing in my head. One by one my past victims screams played in my head, bring my hands to my head, I smacked my palms down on my ears trying to rid myself of the whimpers and screams of terror or pain.

   " STOP!! " my lungs strived to keep up with my heavy banter, my opponent and crowd, blurring into a stream of colors.

       " LEAVE ME ALONE!! IM SORRY!!" Their screams in intensified , causing my head to pound. With out Intel my body rocked back and forth, moving the sand in a rhythmic pattern, their faces blinding my eyes of the present. My fingers gnarled into my hair, clawing and tugging at anything in grasp. The crowd silenced, listening intently to what was happening.

      " BOOOOO" all at once everyone 'booed' so loud it made my pounding head feel like splitting. Cupcake finally released her tight fist, using all her body to propel it forward. you did it now... Her fist was ment to hit solidly at my left eye, but she put to much power in it, making it slow, allowing my eyes to track her movements. Snapping my head to the right, I felt it graze my ear, sending adrenaline zinging through my veins. My hands rapped around her firm forearm, giving it a hard tug ,pulling myself up while yanking her off balance. Sense I used so much energy going up I kind flew a bit, making the crowd go wild.Her hip hit first making a crack barely heared over the screams escaping her cracked mouth. wimp, you never show emotion here.. To be honest, it was ....almost odd seeing pain in this angle, I know what your saying but she showed it most of all. Fisting her hair, she grabbed her hip,sobs erupting from her throat. My body went on autopilot, bring my fist to connect hard into her face, hitting anywhere I could.

       " YOU..*punch*.....MADE ME ...*punch*...DO THIS....*punch* *punch* *punch* !!" I was abit taken back, I sounded....soo....evil. My hand halted its brutal attack on her 'once' whole face. this isnt me, what have I become.? Anger seeped into my system, turning my body towards the kings, but mostly Simon. I kept my fist in her hair, while her feeble attempts to un do my fingers earned a chuckle from the crowd. She remained on her bum, wuth her legs of to the other side leaving her pink skirt dirty , weeping like a child does. Simon looked down from his mighty throne, stood, raised his hands and just like that the HUGE crowd became nothing at all. Simons hand slowly traveled from his side to infront of him, painfully slow, bring his chalice of wine to his gritty lips. The crowd whined. See if he drinks she lives, if he pours it on the floor (like blood) she well...dies.  Even from down here I saw a smirk apear on his pig like face. He brought his chalice away from his lips, and in one swift moment, it poured out, like a waterfall of blood, ruining the once white teal carpet. Rustling in there seats, the huge arena waited for my killing strick, Cupcake let a whimper fall from her lips, looking up at me with those stupid pink contacts on. I starred at her, memorizing another soon-to-be death caused by yours truly. No not this time. I let my hands fall from her bloody face, staring at my bruised hands. Nothing could be heard, not even Cupcakes whimpers. I slowly straightened out, glaring my eyes at Simons. dont look at Harry, dont look...! Im not gonna lie......I pecked a little, and what I saw made my heart leap. Harry was positioned awkwardly his posture very strained, all most like he didnt want to see.