~I'll fight~
"Ugghhh...what the hell??" Erika groaned, sitting up straight. Only to lie back down again immediately,
because her head was throbbing worse then ever.Slowly, she sat back up again, and looked around her
surroundings. Darkness...Nothing but darkness... her eyes soon got accustommed to the darkness, and
she became aware that she was sitting on a wooden bench, held up by 2 thick metal, rusted chains. She
was in a prison cell type room,made with grey rough bricks.Rusted chains hung from the walls, and she could
faintly make out the outline of a skeleton, hanging by it's wrists in those chains. Shuddering, she turned her
eyes around to scan the rest of the room.All in all, a very dreary place.
"How the hell did I get here anyways??" She asked herself. "Oh yes. I remember...."
************Flashback***********
She was walking alone, across the fields. Everythig happened in a blur, and the next thing she knew, she was
running from someone...something.. All around her, she heard people screaming, the clashing of swords, and
fire burned down houses all aorund her. Smoke stung her eyes, but she didn't stop running. She ran into
something sharp,that cut her shoulder. The wound slowed her actions, and what she was running from caught
up to her.A boy, or man...white hair,styled into a late 'Beethoven' style. Wild garnet eyes, and a red and black
uniform. Strapped to his waist was a sword.He caught up to her, and grabbed her aroudn the neck, causing her
to choke, and fall.
"Ha..my pretty, think you're so good dontcha?" He whispered feriously into her ears. She could only choke and
cough. He laughed, and maniac laugh, cold and true.
"You're very nice looking, you know that?" He asked her, hissing as venomously as a snake.He laughed again.
"Too bad it can't get you out of it this time!" He shouted out, and in a flash, swung out a sword from his waist
and at her.He let go of her thoat at the time, and as quickly as she could, she ducked down,a nd missed the
sword.Then, she brought a foot down,on the weakest part of his body.The pain didn't seem to faze him at all.
It did however distract him,and she took the oppurtunity to run again. If she had stayed behind longer, she would
have heard him yell out order for someone to get her.
Run..run...run away...that was the only on her mind. However, with blood gushing out of her cut in her shoulder,
and her throat aching, it was no surprise that somone did catch up to her. The someone, reached out an
arm, and brought himself crashing down on top of her, knocking the air out of her chest.She struggled, but at
the moment, just wasn't strong enough to get out from udnerneath the boy. Footsteps were heard near her, and
a painful blow was brought to her head, making her black out. The last words she heard were,
"Good job Miguel, she may come in use."
**********End of flashback*********
"Oh, gee, that's like, so great!" SHe muttered to herself. SHe looked around her surroundings again. "And they
couldn't just be so polite as to give me a better prison cell, could they?"
"I'm glad you like it here." A cold voice came from the darkness. "You'll be staying here much longer then you
expect, you little bitch." Erika froze, as she recognized the voice. Oh no...She thought,panic racing through her
mind. Oh no...
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