CHAPTER 1 – KEEP FIGHTING FOR LIFE
Escape – Metallica
Feel no pain, but my life ain't easy
I know I'm my best friend
No one cares, but I'm so much stronger
I'll fight until the end
To escape from the true false world
Undamaged destiny
Can't get caught in the endless circle
Ring of stupidity
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Out for my own, out to be free
One with my mind, they just can't see
No need to hear things that they say
Life's for my own to live my own way
I was tired.
Tired of breathing.
Tired of hurting.
Tired of dreaming.
Tired of remembering.
I was simply...tired.
Everything had built up to this moment – this chance where I would be impulsive rather than the restraint I placed on myself. I would act on the opportunity than be logic and think things through. Be careless rather than cautious. Search for the danger rather than hide from it. Maybe this change in my demeanor would save me – or rather what was left of me.
They'd stripped me away – torn through me and this time I was done.
Gripping at the sides, my fingers dug into the metal causing it to crack under my touch. I gripped it tighter and allowed myself to have my first breathe in months. I allowed the breezy air to infiltrate my lungs.
That was enough.
Enough for me.
Once I had inhaled it as an addictive drug, I loosened my grip on the metal contorts of the window's bar but my form did not waver at all. Finding the needed confidence, I completely let go of the bar placing my hands by my sides and feeling braver, I tested the strength of my footing by swaying on the heels.
Looking behind me, I caught the sight of my prison. Lavishness in the burgundy and golds interior design. Everything screamed expensive but I cared nothing for the materialistic things – the untouched remote to the 52" flat screen. The wii and the x-box that collected dust over the past years. The immaculateness of the bed was due to it not being put to use – I'd found the floor to be much more welcoming. The new clothes still had their tags but I'd taken it upon myself to stow them away into the closet.
I would not miss it.
I did not care for it.
I did not care for any of it.
All I had was the small back pack that I had brought with me and mama's ring that I had made into a necklace – hanging loosely around my neck and I couldn't help but reach up to hold it in my hands. Nostalgia spread through my thoughts and I took a moment to relish in the fixed memories that flashed through my mind.
Turning back around, I looked down at my drop – about 45 feet from where I was standing as they'd trapped me in the tallest tower that they could find. They'd done everything they could to keep me from everything that was real to me.
Breathing in once more, I crouched before lunging, letting go of my footing on the sill before allowing myself to raise my arms out and to fall.
Falling was so free – relaxing even – the rush of the world passing you by as you met with your awaiting fate at the bottom.
Recording my pace, I quickly flipped in time to land on my footing, careful not to make any sound even as my fist rested on the crumbling earth.
Looking up, my heart raced frantically when staring up at the tall tower's window from where I'd taken flight. From where I was now, it seemed so surreal that I'd plummeted that far.
As much as I wanted to breathe in the air and take in the fact that I'd actually gone through with thoughts of my escape, I knew I had to get going. Being linked with Aro meant that he'd sense my departure.
I needed to get going.
Ahead of me was a forest – I knew of the lake down south as I could hear the gentle overlapping water. Scanning through the trees – I caught sight of the scattered nocturnal animals that stared at me – curiosity as to what I would do but also remaining cautious at all times – prepared for any unexpected attacks.
Closing my eyes, I brought up my silver shield into view of the darkness and allowed the barriers to surround me. Looking up again, I noted that the animals had now relaxed more but they didn't drop their barriers.
They could not see me but they could sense my presence.
With one last look at my prison – I turned erasing the image from my mind before lunging into a sprint – I also jumped onto the trees to get height but also catch the sight of my direction.
With the brief touches of my footing, the branches only shook lightly but each one balanced my form as I spent less than a millisecond on each jump as my
If my calculations were correct the force on the door would only hold for 20 minutes which would give me enough time to get to the interstate – hopefully even further into the highway where I could find myself a car from a 'willing' human.
Ignoring the warning signs that screamed at my thoughts, I continued on my simple quest of finding the main road - any road really.
Just as I was about to lose hope, I could hear the roaring engines of the cars in the distant – just like the ones in my visions. It was all true – the dreams had been the pieces. Pushing myself forward, I urged my muscles to work harder and create more pronounced lunges gaining more speed and the echoes of the living cars grew more prominent – more real.
Stopping in my sprint, I climbed up the tall tree, clawing my nails into the bark as I grabbed a branch to pull myself to the top. The rush of the climb was exhilarating and for the first time in months, I found myself smiling feeling the almost forgotten childishness bubble up in me.
Once I was at the top, I searched the far – finding the vague mist hidden mountains in the distance along with smaller hills and a further city but as I drew my eyes closer – I found what I was looking for. A road.
I didn't know it's direction – I didn't know where it was heading.
All I knew was that it was my path.
Taking my time to enjoy the view – I permitted myself another deep breath but as I inhaled, my heart jerked before beating rapidly, my sight was clouded with the darkness and the burn returned overpowering my body before it started.
Broken shield…Doors break…Aro.
Gasping for air, I returned with the new found knowledge that he knew. Acting on the built up adrenaline – I let myself jump again – trusting myself into landing on safely onto the ground. This time, I wished gravity would quicken – not taking time to revel into falling but instead concentrating on my mission.
I would not go back.
I couldn't go back.
The smile was long forgotten as I began my calculations.
Main road was about 170 miles away – which I could cover in 5 minutes or less. Aro had just found out, giving me 20 seconds before the guards began their chase for me. They might be able to reach me in 2 minutes – give or take a few seconds.
There was about 0.000001% chance of my survival but I was not giving up. I'd gone through so much to just let the dream go.
Pushing myself, I fought for the shield to be stronger, hopefully masking my scent for a few more seconds.
100 miles to go.
My hearing picked up onto the rage and crazed bloodlust that was creeping up into the forest and sneaking into my soul. They were close.
70 miles to go.
Fighting off the unnecessary tears, I pushed past the whirl of the trees – angered growls rushing after me.
50 miles to go.
They grew nearer and I could almost feel Aro's menacing plans of how to torture me. Marcus wouldn't be able to save me this time.
But I needed to keep fighting. What cou-
Wait – there was something I could do.
Turning around, I froze in fear but in all the courage that I could master. I could feel their ferocious hunger for finding me.
I needed to be angry.
I could handle anger.
Allowing the trapped memories through, tearing apart the barriers as Aro's carious forms of cruelty filled me and with each memory grew the energy within me. The shift in the breeze urged me on and I recalled the first night he hurt me. The power only sparked slightly – I needed something stronger. Looking back, my parents memories were brought up – the last night I saw them.
With this, the wind had picked up becoming wild and angered- rushed winds spun through the branches, infiltrating through the forest. In the distance, I could hear their murmurings of confusion which encouraged me, causing the glow to rush through, rushing into a flow and I could feel the burn in my veins.
The force was entrapped, restrained so I pushed out my palms releasing the breath along with the whirlwind of the power. The energy blew through, burning into the earth and I smiled wickedly as I heard their groans which told me that
I acted on the anger of Aro's cruelty to bring in all the energy – the breeze picked up, shifting into a furious whirlwind in the forest before I allowed myself to go, permitting the force to breakthrough the forest – that would push them back about 40 miles away – not much but it would buy me some time. The force would crumble their senses and cripple their joints for about 20 seconds so I had no time to waste.
Sharply turning around, I fell back into a rushed sprint.
I would keep fighting.
No matter what.
A/N: What do you think? Should I even continue going? Please review with a hate or love as long as it's the truth