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Delusion
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Ongoing, First published Dec 26, 2014
Honor what you keep safe. It was a motto burned into our minds to remind us that we are people who fight for good. It reminds us to remember that good does not always come from bad. Even as I grabbed my knife and turned towards my opponent, I knew my honor was going to be put in history. Whether famous or invisible, it would be known. 
I smiled and held up my blood-covered hand. I curled my fingers back towards me and stood my ground as the Rogue attacked. 
Nous devoveo, nous protego.
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ranked #49 in hiding I was suddenly just so angry that I was living in fear of this kind of attack. Why? Because we were different. Because we weren't human, and we didn't live in the darkness, and so we were attacked from both sides, always having to look for an escape route. So I snapped, and instead of running towards the door like I knew I should have, I threw a punch that was supposed to land in his rib cage, hopefully breaking a few and causing enough internal damage that he would be down for a while. But that didn't happen, because once that punch was thrown my attacker grabbed my wrist and threw me against the wall and stabbed me with a stake that ripped right through my red skull kitty tank top and cut into the flesh that covered my heart. That was when I heard the slow chuckle and that annoying voice I knew all too well say, "Not bad, but you're still dead."