Damaged~ Broken Book 4

A (Ch.3)

I tried to get them on the phone but no one was answering. I took my phone and held it in my hand until it burst into flames. I then dropped it,  allowing the ball of burning junk to smash into pieces. What? It is called a burner. I looked around until I saw them pop back up from bellow... With several Onyx members holding them at gunpoint. Why is it always up to me? 

"Ember... Still" She brought herself to a stop midair, allowing me to stand on her back with no problems. I took off my bag and fastened it to Embers collar. I walked right onto her wing, hit both my hands together to light them on fire, and jumped.

"Hey assholes, They aren't yours." I punched one of the men, burning his face, as I landed. He yelled and fell back. Another guy came up swinging. "This isn't boxing. But, If it was..." I socked the guy right in the jaw, knocking him out. "I think that would be a T.K.O., right? Oh, right you can't answer me."

I felt someone tap my shoulder, so I turn to look and dodge a sword as it comes down, just missing my face. I spin on my toes, dodging another strike. So the guy swung across instead of down. I bend back until both my hands and feet touched the ground flat. I then kicked my legs up, getting him in the chin. I then flip and land on my feet.

"What are you some kind of dancer? Stop moving!" He recovered and struck again. This time I did a complete split and pushed myself up under his legs and behind him.

"Well, I did take ballet when I was younger. Absolutely hated it, gave me a great deal of anxiety, but It seems to have been worth something to have gone through that dreaded experience."

"Shut up and die." I dodged again, This guy was getting pissed, and that makes him sloppy.

"I mean those tights. They were so bad. At least on me, My friend, of course, rocked them. He rocks everything he wears." He swung at my head and I bent back again, kicking his sword up into the air and catching it. I wasn't done playing with him. I don't often get to have some actual fun. "You should really hold on to this sir. I wouldn't someone getting hurt."

"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING PSYCHO!" What did you just call me? He swung his sword down again but this time I didn't move. And it hit its mark... "Ha finally!"

"Are you sure about?"The man looked closer to find I had caught the blade with my hand. He tried pulling the sword out of my grasp but I am far too strong for this asshole.

"Your only job is to kidnap people with magik and bring them back to be experimented on. Whether there elderly, women, or child, you don't care. Your helping to drive the different magik fields into extinction... AND YOU'RE CALLING ME PSYCHO!" My anger began to boil and my body began to get hotter. The fire in my blood burning through, heating and bending the sword in my hand until it finally snapped.

"JESUS WHAT KIND OF A MONSTER ARE YOU?!"

"Mister you have no idea what I'm capable of."

"Get the fuck away from me!" I narrowed my eyes and grabbed his wrist, twisting it behind him until he was on his knees.

"I'd say burn in hell, but after what I'm going to do... Hell will seem like the fucking arctic." I looked up to see the faces of the other two looking back at me. I didn't like it. I pulled the man up and then shoved him in the opposite direction. "You not even worth my fucking time."

"You're a monster!" I took a step towards him and he panicked, running as far and as fast as he could.

"Boo!"