The Constant Star

6th Star: Clandestine

GLOZELLE COLLINS

A WEEK passed and people are still talking about me being the Queen Archer. They've been really vocal on what they want to happen. They want me to go public and to join Black Hole but I will never do that. Enough is enough. One day of publicity is already too much for me to take.

I decided to go outside today to train in the woods. I've been training inside the house for a week and I don't think it is enough. If I will go after those murderers, I should train harder. By training harder, it means I need to train every bit of me. I must not demonstrate any weakness and if possible, I must learn how to do every single thing I need to learn to defeat them.

I will be using my father's motorcycle today and I also need to do something to hide my face. I can't go outside bare-faced. I need to at least wear a hoodie so I won't be easily recognized.

"The things I do for revenge!" I said, sighing.

I went to my room to look for a hoodie. Unfortunately, all of my hoodies are in the laundry so I don't have a choice but use a hat instead. I decided to wear a matching black jacket and hat with metal scraps as its design. I also chose to wear a black shorts and my combat boots.

After changing my clothes, I went to the training room to get my bows and arrows. I also grabbed two of my daggers and placed it on my waist just in case something bad happens later. Then, I rushed to the garage for my ride for today. This day would be freaking awesome!

I smirked as I stare at the motorcycle intently. I haven't been using this for a while now. I usually use this when I need to buy something and I'm too lazy to use my car. Recently, I've been buying stuffs online so I don't need to go outside anymore and that means no motorcycle for me.

I smiled once again as I twist the key and kick the kick starter to turn on the engine. It took me only two kicks before it started working. I'm not wearing a freaking helmet since the way to the woods isn't crowded so it's okay. It's not like I am a reckless driver anyway.

My grip is so tight on the hand grip as I drive the motorcycle. I am not driving it too fast but also not that slow. I am still not in the mood being a daredevil so I will just settle on my speed for the mean time. Plus, I'm still in the part of the road where a lot a people are passing by. It's too risky and I don't want anyone to get hurt.

"Isn't that the Queen Archer? Hurry up! Take a picture of her!"

"Shit!"

I started driving faster when a woman noticed me. This was supposedly a freaking peaceful day buy they noticed me. Damn! It is a bad timing that all of my hoodies are still in the laundry!

I went a hundred kilometres per hour just to not let them take a picture of me. I don't want to see my face on the news again. I just want to train myself today but look what just happened. Damn, this is becoming more stressful!

After twenty minutes of driving, I found a perfect place where I can practice shooting arrows in a longer distance. I parked the motorcycle near a group of birch trees before paving my way inside the forest. My eyes are roaming around, looking for a target.

It's so quiet. I can hear the sound of my footsteps, the birds chirping, and the leaves on the path I'm in to. It seems peaceful and harmless but this is the forest. I know there are wild animals living here and I won't be deceived with this quiet place.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are!" I shouted, trying to call a creature.

If there is anyone seeing me here right now, I'm sure that person will think I'm crazy. For the record, I'm not. I'm just thirsty and to quench that thirst, I need to see blood shedding. It would be even nicer if the bloodshed I'll witness is from the bitches who murdered my parents.