One in a Million
Emily Chapman
Prologue
"Just do it." Kierlan pleaded.
They always say that when you are about to die, you see your life flash before your eyes, but she was dying, and nothing of the sort had happened yet. It's not like she was afraid. At least, not anymore. She had lost everything; Her family, her friends, her job. There was only one thing that could save her now, but she knew now that wishing for that to happen was no use, it just used up brain space. Her "opponent " dug the knife further into her stomach. Not enough to spill blood yet, but still enough to be excruciating. She didn't want to, she knew it was what they where hoping for. But she couldn't help it, she screamed anyway, to the delight of her audience. Her audience, those sick people who had put her here. She knew it wasn't their fault, they had been tricked, but she still blamed them. Looking up to the stands, she could see Nessade, Tergotness, Ceidite and Amaria. They were the four people who were actually responsible for everything she was accused of. She felt a blackness coming over her, and she knew she didn't have much time left.
"Any last words for the crowd?" The troll who was killing her asked.
Kierlan nodded. She looked around until she saw him. Meli, the only one who could save her now. He was starring at her, but he was the only one who was not screaming for her blood. She knew he never would. 'I wish you didn't have to see me like this' she thought. With her face contorted in a painful grimace, blood matting her hair and tears running down her face, she whispered,
"P.…"
That was all she could choke out before the troll pushed the knife in, spilling her blood, or what was left, all over the sawdust arena.