Into The Enemies' Eyes
By: Julia Conforti
Part 1: The Immortal
Intro
I was weaving through the large crowds in the marketplace. I had to get away from whoever was following me. I had determined it was a male, based off the smell I had been able to catch every now and then. Whoever he was, he was good. Too good; I might've finally meet a match with my skills. This was a game of cat and cat, and I was the one trying to escape. For whatever reason, my stalker wanted to catch me. But my senses screamed 'danger!' whenever he was close. His intentions must be wicked to make me so on edge. But someday I knew someday the curiosity would be too much and I would turn around and face him. But that day was certainly not today.
I saw a forest coming up, and my gut told me to go to it. But logic stated that he could catch me inside of the trees, but I trusted my gift and dashed inside. My pursuer followed me into the woods, and I could hear his excited snarl. Shivers crawled up my spine, but I ignored it and broke out into a sprint. There wasn't a chance in hell I was actually going to allow him to catch me, I was far more faster than he. We had already addressed that. Yet he continued to run after me.
'"I bet you thought this would be easy. You must've assumed since my hair was such a stand out that hunting me would be the simplest thing you'd ever do in your entire existence. But you were wrong, weren't you? You're never going to catch me!" I said playfully. He growled in frustration, he did hear my teasing and now he was distraught. It didn't mean anything to me. There wasn't a chance in hell I would allow him win.
With that, I pushed my legs to go faster leaving him even madder than before.
