|| Resiliance ||

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Your body screamed at you.

You knew very well you would die soon if you continued to shrug off eating and drinking. In fact, most days when you got up your vision would be dark and blurry. But what would it matter? Surviving meant staying alive for him. Not you.

Your eyes pried themselves open, the light burning your eyes and making you squint. Funny enough, you'd almost thought you'd been sent to the great cornfield on the sky until you could make out the scruffy hair looming over you.

"Good morning." He frowned, towering over you. You didn't reply. He then roughly gripped the sides of your cheeks, dragging your head up to meet his. "Come on- this silent treatment has gone on long enough."

You looked him up and down blankly. Words couldn't describe how desperately you wanted to see K.O. His face contorted into fury before bitterly fading.

"It's time for lunch." He said, his patience wearing thin. His eyebrows crunched together and you could feel the growing tension in his hand. Though you still wouldn't reply. You watched as his will broke slightly, reading worry in his features. "There's not...actually something wrong with you...right?"

If you had the energy to raise your eyebrows in surprise, you would've.

"Say something." He growled, his hand now shifting to your neck in an attempt to scare words out of you but all you could manage was a saddened look at the ceiling. Once again, his features sunk and you felt a weight hit your elbow.

"Please...say something."

His voice had hitched slightly, almost sounding a little bit like K.O and in your dazed state you barley whispered, "K.O." The sudden tending of his shoulders threw your eyes down to him as he pushed himself off of you.

"NO." He screamed. You flinched lightly as he grabbed you by the shoulders and dragged you to your feet. "You know, I didn't need to help you this way, but since you're being so uncooperative I guess you'll just have to deal with it."

Opening his fist, a violet aura washed over his palm. He gave you an unsure look before hardening and pressing his hand roughly to your chest. Suddenly, a surge of pain hit you. His hand emitted flecks of electricity and you felt tears bubble at the edges of your eyes. He then took his hand away and you gasped, trying to calm down as you recovered from the pain. Though, you noticed you felt amazing. No weakness. No drowsiness. Then your jaw clenched.

"How dare you." You growled, pushing yourself to your feet.

"How dare I what? Save you?!" He barked back, crossing his arms.

"Where's K.O? Did you lock him away too?" You asked angrily.

"No! And don't act like this wasn't for your own good!" He retailed.

"MY OWN GOOD?" You screamed.

"YES! IF I LET YOU GO TO POINT YOU WOULD GET HURT!" He cried. You growled in response.

A sudden rush of heat from your hands drew your eyes to your palm. [favourite colour] flecks were licking up your arm. You glanced back to T.K.O who hand his fists raised, ready for your next move.

"Well I don't need P.O.I.N.T...they can't teach you THIS!" You roared, charging so hard at T.K.O that you both went crashing through the thick metal wall and skidding across the floor. That's when your senses hit you. You're out.

"That all you- HEY!" T.K.O called as he watched you skid around a corner and book it. Dashing after you, he followed closely behind and hissed to himself as you ducked outside, running to the bodega. "DON'T YOU DARE!"

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