The cold tingle along my body made me realise that I was back, my body had fallen asleep in another sense, this sense being that it felt numb. I realised that where it might have seemed like a short trip in the nether-realm, it must have been hours here. Slowly I moved my arms with a sharp ‘click’ of the bones that made my stomach curdle, then repeated the action with the other until both arms were no longer stiff… then came the tricky part… the legs. I began to massage them, rubbing around in small circles with three fingers until I felt the circulation return, then wedging my hands underneath I began to move then, clenching my teeth as the realisation of pain hit me. Once they were moved and sprawled out I looked at my feet… I had completely forgotten that I was barefoot… they looked bright red and one touch of them showed that they were freezing, I clamped my hands over them in hopes of some sort of heat… but then it did… I felt warm heat erupt from my hand… it warmed my foot in an instant!
Looking down at my hand I was still in shock… this was incredible, exciting and yet frightening all at the same time. An idea began to churn and whirl around in my head when I heard the door clank once more, I kept my eyes fixed on the spot where I knew he would appear if it wasn’t food they were going to offer again, then I heard them…. The familiar trot of the blackened boots I knew I would see. As he came into the light I noted that his expression was not stern and cross, it was cocky and sort of menacing all at the same time.
“Awake now are we?” he mocked, I didn’t think he would walk in here when I was meditating
“Fully” I breathed, trying to talk with as little effort as possible
“You sound almost defeated Princess”
“Don’t call me that” I spat at him, he walked a little closer and knelt in front of me
“Don’t call you what” he used his finger to trace the outline of my chin “Princess” Feeling incredibly angry I lurched forward and head-butted him straight in the nose, he fell back, put a hand over his nose and yelped in pain like the dog he was before cursing every word he could possibly think of at me, releasing his hand from his nose I couldn’t help but smile as I saw that I had drew blood from that bastards nose.
“You slut, what the hell did you do that for?”
“I said don’t call me princess” my voice was stern, I knew what I was going to do if he thought about hitting me again “Don’t” I spat as he began to sit up “You will not touch me, you will leave this room… if you were going to kill me you would have, I’m not as naïve as you may think”
“You think you can order me about!?” he yelled as he tried to withheld his pride
“Yes, yes I do” he sat bolt upright and I could see his hands curl into fists.
He stopped dead in his tracks as he looked at me, in the reflection of his eyes I could see my own… they were now the crisp golden colour that I adored, I began to stand up when I felt his hand wrap itself around my wrist, willing it to burn I felt a surge of heat rush down to that very spot… and once more I heard him yelp in pain
“What the fuck was that!” he yelled, his voice encrusted with rage
“That… was a warning… you touch me again… ill make it worse”
“But how did you…?” I stared at him, no emotion flowed towards this man… all except on… pity.
“I harness the elements Romain” and once more I saw that cocky little grin appear back on his disgusting little face
“Bullshit” he challenged, I sighed… I didn’t want to waste my energy proving to this cockroach what I was now capable of.
“Do you really want me to prove to you…” the smile did not falter “Because I warn you… it will be frightening” he just gave me a ‘humph’ before I held out my hand… and wished for the floor to crack, break or shatter into a thousand pieces. Allowing my emotions to subside and focus on what needed to be done, I felt the floor beneath me vibrate and rumble… Romain’s smile soon faltered when he realised that this was not a trick. The floor did as I willed it to, it cracked into tiny little pieces… I was going to make it rise when I heard him shout
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Lullaby
FantasyJen is miserable, hurting and lost... not seeing the point of a life she once loved, covering up and swooping under the radar seemed like the only option... until Leonardo appeared that is.