Losing Control
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"I'm here to destroy the cargo," Bosch says as he walks towards us.
"Cargo," I realize he means Nina.
I glance at Nina. She's shivering. I realize she must be terrified. She's only twelve. She shouldn't have to go through this. Gathering my courage I step in front of Bosch.
"What do you want with Nina?" I ask.
I watch in amazement as his sword shoots out, plunging into my knee.
"Get out of my way Ryu," he says and I can see a sadistic glint in his cold, blue eyes.
Bosch grinds the sword in my leg. I writhe in pain as I feel blood running down my leg. The sticky, red liquid soaks through my pant legs.
Suddenly the sword is pulled free.
"No for the cargo," I hear Bosch say through my haze of pain.
I fight to get to my knees. I raise my hand.
"You will not harm her!" I yell.
Then it happens. Bosch's rapier flashes out and embeds itself in my throat. I can feel it protruding from the back of my neck. I can feel pain roaring through me.
"Am I going to die?" I wonder.
Suddenly I hear a voice. It seems so quiet, yet so clear.
"I have chosen you!"
I feel power welling up inside me. I try to hold it in. My vision blurs red. The power grows and pushes against me, yearning to be free. I feel my control slipping. I can't hold it in. I'm losing control. I can't hold it any longer. I let the power loose. It surrounds me, enters me, fills me to the brim. I feel the last of my control slip. And then I scream.
Disclaimer: Don't own anything.
"I'm here to destroy the cargo," Bosch says as he walks towards us.
"Cargo," I realize he means Nina.
I glance at Nina. She's shivering. I realize she must be terrified. She's only twelve. She shouldn't have to go through this. Gathering my courage I step in front of Bosch.
"What do you want with Nina?" I ask.
I watch in amazement as his sword shoots out, plunging into my knee.
"Get out of my way Ryu," he says and I can see a sadistic glint in his cold, blue eyes.
Bosch grinds the sword in my leg. I writhe in pain as I feel blood running down my leg. The sticky, red liquid soaks through my pant legs.
Suddenly the sword is pulled free.
"No for the cargo," I hear Bosch say through my haze of pain.
I fight to get to my knees. I raise my hand.
"You will not harm her!" I yell.
Then it happens. Bosch's rapier flashes out and embeds itself in my throat. I can feel it protruding from the back of my neck. I can feel pain roaring through me.
"Am I going to die?" I wonder.
Suddenly I hear a voice. It seems so quiet, yet so clear.
"I have chosen you!"
I feel power welling up inside me. I try to hold it in. My vision blurs red. The power grows and pushes against me, yearning to be free. I feel my control slipping. I can't hold it in. I'm losing control. I can't hold it any longer. I let the power loose. It surrounds me, enters me, fills me to the brim. I feel the last of my control slip. And then I scream.