I slumped against a tree, blood trickling down my forehead and cheek… Losing. I was losing. I picked up my sword, and stood up, sharp pain throbbing in my chest.
The Creature of Night- of darkness that was as wretched as Hell- paced. Paced as if it was a lion waiting for it’s prey. “You’re strong for a human, I'll give you that,” The Creature said with it’s gutterly voice.
I spat blood onto the grass, sheathing my sword. Common! Where are you Jira?! Where are your troops?! Where is my support?! I straightened my back, bent my knees, and slightly drew my Katana. “Lord, give me strength.” Then the Creature charged, as I drew my blade completely out of its scabbard.
It pinned me to the ground, with large claws. However, my blade was in it’s belly… Maybe- just maybe- I’ll win. It placed a paw on my chest, the claws piercing the ground. The creature lifted it’s right paw, and ran the claws down my left leg. “Losing what you love to do most, is the greatest win i’ll ever receive.” Then my screams and the smell of blood filled the forest air.
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I awoke in a hospital bed, with my head throbbing. I looked around, and found Jira, my Fae boyfriend, resting next to the bed.
His eyes flew open, turned and grasped my hand. "Oh thank the gods, you woke." I blinked at him. All I remember was… Screaming, and blood- so much blood. "What happened?" His already pale face, grew paler. "Speak, Jira!"
He glanced down then back up with blue eyes, "Your left leg was torn apart to ribbons when I found you… Damn it, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't quick enough."
Then it hit me.
I threw off the blankets and began studying my leg. There were stitches everywhere, and it twisted in an odd way. "You will never be able to walk the same again… You will no longer be able to fight, Motome."
"No! There has to be a way to fix this. There must be a surgeon somewhere that can help," I began to sob. Jira put a strong hand on my back, "I've already contacted the best, here in the USA. I'll keep searching for someone elsewhere, but-" Suddenly a voice too familiar for comfort, spoke. "But, that means you'll be going back to the Academy."
I looked up, to my Uncle that stood in the doorway, and glared at him. "Fine." He simply nodded his approval, and walked out. "I'm sorry," Jira, whispered…. I just laid back down, and pulled the covers over my head. "Go." And he did...
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