Anger. Is what drives us to madness. First it starts with Jealousy, then to Hatred which then offcourse leads to Violence…but what does it bring back? Ah, yes…pain. It brings pain but no what you get when abused but most likely from Self-Hate. I know Hatred drives us to Anger, doesn't it? If not…then what drives me? Determination?...No it can't be. Its anger, I know it.
When I was 5 yrs old…no one even cared about me. Mum showed some kind of promise but couldn't stand up to dad. He threw me around and slammed me over and over till I cried. I had to get rid of them, it's now or never. I had to make them disappear from the face of the earth, I had to.
All I could remember was their blood spraying every where in the living room, their heads flying across the room…my hand held the rare rapier sword, swinging wildly that I was surprised I didn't cut myself.
After all the killing, I calmly grabbed a table cloth and wiped the blood from my sword. I headed towards the door to freedom, then, *BANG* the door was on the floor in seconds. There I saw a tall, slim and strong man in my way. His skin was perfect white, his dirty blonde hair was all ruffled, making some ends stick out but it suited him well. His penetrating blue eyes pierced into my bright green eyes. He looked perfect, like I was dead and now going up to heaven *cough*, *cough*, and now seeing a perfected angel created by god, himself. He held out his hand, indicating me to take it. I stood there staring at it, what would happen to me?
"Bella," The angel said in his perfect smooth voice, I looked up and held my gaze and so did he, "Come with me." He said gently. I took his hand and we were off. My anger towards my parents was beginning to disappear from me, but for some reason I wanted it to come back, to stay deep in my heart. It made me stronger and confident, I wanted it to come back but it wouldn't.
"Bella, did you kill your parents?" the angel man asked, looking at me, expecting I would lie and deny it.
"Yeah, I did kill Renee and Charlie." I said confidently, not wanting to say they were my parents. I sat there in his car, silently watching him. He noticed and began to start a conversation.
"Don't' you wanna know where you're going?" he asked.
"No." I simply replied, he was confused and I could tell by his facial expressions.
"But most kids-" he began.
"But I'm not like most kids." I retorted, anyone could clearly see I never acted like silly little girls. He fell silent but I wanted him to keep going, I wanted to be angry, I wanted to hate and without that…what is my purpose to keep living?
"We're going to a camp. An army camp. Up in the sky, where no one can see us." He said quietly.
"You mean outer space?" I asked.
"No, not in outer space, that's not what I mean. Just in the sky, a piece of land levitating on air. Levitating means-"
"I know what it means." I said angrily but more annoyed. Why can't he beat me up or better yet rape me. I wanted anger…it was my only friend sho encouraged me to do things no 5 yr old can do.
"You know a lot don't you?" he remarked, he was amused for some reason, but why? Was I entertaining him? What was amusing? I'm so confused and I hated every bit of it. I was usually just filled with hate I hardly felt any other emotion.
"What's the academy called?" I demanded trying to annoy him but it amused him again.
"Quiltera Sea." He replied calmly but his eyes showed surprise.
"What kind of name is that? Did you get from a cereal box?" I asked now amused. I liked the feeling of being amused it…surprised me. I never new such an emotion existed.
"Respect it. The academy is named after out master," he said roughly, "You certainly know a lot don't act your age do you?" he said sweetly.
"Why the sudden change in emotion?" I answered back, now fixing my own emotions to normal.
"Wow, you noticed?" he asked surprised.
"How old are you exactly?" I asked, ignoring his question. He sighed heavily before he answered. Drifting his gaze to meet my cold hard stare.
"18," He replied, "We're here now." He suddenly said. I opened my door and stepped out. I saw 6 buildings, one big one and the rest were medium sized. I saw little kids and big kids running back and forth in a straight line, some call the Beep Test. I saw obstacles on my left to build our strength and stamina. To my right was a battlefield. Girls and boys running around and shooting people that are not on their team, I believe the game was called Capture the Flag. The angel grabbed my hand and led me towards the biggest building. Half way there I easily slipped my hand away from his tight grip. He whirled around and found me glaring up at him.
He tilted his head as he frowned, "Athen-Bella," he whispered trying to cover up his mistake…he just called out my middle name, Isabella Marie Athena something, I forgot my last name…it had something to do with a bird I think. Oh well. I shook my head and knew what he was going to ask, "Why?" he whispered softly.
"You know my name. Tell me yours, so I'll know whether to trust you or not." I answered quietly but demandingly.
"Jasper." He chuckled and slowly grabbed my hand and continued his path to leading me.