Blood and Claws

His lips twisted up into a small smirk. He reached his hand to my face. He had no nails just, black glistening claws growing from his fingers. I pulled back trying to get away from him but, the chains only allowed me to move a few inches. He dragged his cold hand alone my cheek. I cringed, squeezing my eyes shut. He let out a soft chuckle.

One of his claws dug into my skin leaving warm blood, to drip down my face. I pull against the chains even harder, the metal digging into my wrists. “What do you want from me?” I hiss.

He pulls his hand back looking me in the eyes. “What? You don’t know?” I shake my head trying not to surrender to tears from my fear. He reaches out to touch my face again. “Well…” His claw digs farther into my skin. I grit my teeth and he smiles, scraping down to my jaw bone.

“Leave me alone…” I say almost whimpering. He takes a step closer towards me and cups my face with his hands with his rough hands.

“Why?” He asks and leans in as if to kiss me.

I didn’t take to time to figure out his intention. A wave of unknown energy seemed to flow from my core. I gripped the chains and with a solid tug they broke. His eyes widen, clearly surprised. “Get away from me!” I shriek and thrust my hands as if I would push him away but, I didn’t touch him.

Everything around me seemed to push forward from the fire on the torches, to the rocky floor below me, and even the air around us. Fire climbed the walls and the rocky floor looked like it suffered an earthquake. I stand in shock, my hands shaking. The man was laying on the far wall knocked out the wall cracking around him.

The fire then died out finding nothing it could burn, the only thing I could see was the glow of light coming from opened barred door. The room looked like a wave pushed everything physically movable forward, except well me. My heart pounded in my ears and my fingers tingled with this unfound energy.