Emberborn

From Halo to Horns pt. 1

I stayed down there for hours with nothing but silence to comfort my hyper thoughts.

I stayed down there, desperately lost and alone, begging for someone to just answer my pleas for help.

But all it gave me was a massive, uncontrollable rage and a thirst for vengeance.

My mind continuously conjured up dreadful images of what Fallon might be doing to Jax.

Every time a thought like that entered my head, my body would shake with so much anger as I battled against the chains with all of my might.

I still called out to either Fallon or Jax profusely, neither of them answering, of course.

A few times, I even heard a faint scream echo down the hall and if I wasn't bound to the wall by these godforsaken chains, I swear to Goddess that I would have hunted Fallon down and made him suffer for hurting Jax.

Two men were stationed outside my door the whole time.

They both knew what was going on and they made no effort to do something about it. Instead, they stood there and listened to me cry out for him, to cry out for help. They heard my sobs and the wild thrashing echoing around the dark rock walls.

They would occasionally call out to me, telling me to shut up, calling me a stupid bitch and a mutt, but they never dared to enter my cell and say it to my face.

So, alone I stayed for hours on end.

The thought of sleep never once crossed my mind and how could it?

How could I possibly think of sleeping while Fallon was doing Goddess know what to him?

I thought this torture of uncertainty was never going to end, that I might never see Jax again, that he's...

No. I couldn't think like that.

He's still here, I know he is.

I tried mind-linking him over a hundred times, but I never got a response, no assurance to let me know that he was still breathing. And as each hour slowly passed me by, I started to worry for the worst.

That the one good person I have in my life is gone.

That thought didn't bring tears to my eyes.

No, that thought made my heart stop beating. It made my mind so numb that my body shut down.

It made me collapse to the ground as I stared blankly into the darkness. A darkness so cold and twisted that it was slowly taking root inside of me, becoming a part of me.

It was on this night when I finally understood why people fear silence and suddenly, life was no longer about living, it was about surviving.

When I lifted my cold eyes and looked at my surroundings, it was like I was looking at it for the first time.

All of this was happening because of me.

I was soft.

I was gentle and caring.

No more.

No longer will I be that girl.

That softness has ruined me and destroyed the lives of the ones I care about. I was a dumbass and gave my heart to the cruel.

Now, I will not be beaten again.

Never again will I be gentle. I will be a blood-stained warrior with fire in her eyes. I will be relentless. I will be fearless.

I will be brutal.

After all, doesn't it take a monster to destroy a monster?

But no amount of courage could have saved me from the sight I witnessed when they entered my prison chamber.