As I walked home, I thought about what had just happened. I still can't get over the fact that I'm magical! My life has always been so boring, so… normal. I was always longing for some kind of excitement and it got it! Granted of course that I was kidnapped… twice.
I wasn't far from town now and I could catch the bus the rest of the way home, I turned a corner and then froze dead when I heard a scream.
Right in front of me, some thug in a ski mask was brandishing a knife and demanding money from a woman who was desperately trying to shield her son.
I know Valkyrie said that we can't show magic to mortals, but I couldn't just walk away. I didn't even realise what I was doing but I was already running toward the mugger. I tapped him on the shoulder, and when he turned to me I then punched him square across the jaw.
What was I thinking? I'm a 17 year old girl with no fighting experience going against a full grown man with a knife! I guess I was pumped from my previous lesson I thought I could take him. I was wrong. My hand ached. I can't even punch right!
He glared at me and rubbed his chin, then punched me back, right in the stomach. The wind was knocked out of me and fell forward, gasping for air. Just as I saw his knee hurtling toward my face. I managed to move out of the way and he stumbled. But this seemed to make him angrier.
"Go!" I yelled to the frightened woman, clinging onto her son. "Run! Get away!"
"I'll call the police!" She yelled back and ran toward town. Ever heard of a cell phone lady?
Mr. Mugger-man must have remembered that he had a knife because I suddenly felt a searing hot pain across my arm as he swung his arm around and cut me just below the shoulder.
I gasped as blood poured down my arm, and then held my hand against it hard to stop the flow.
"Listen, you don't have to do this. You'll be arrested for a mugging, don't make it anything worse."
He grinned, it was the honestly creepiest smile I had ever seen. Then charged toward me. Oh crap. Then without even thinking about it I held out my hands and shot him with a blast of air. It hit him in the gut and he went flying backwards, hitting his head against the brick fence behind him, where he fell down unconscious.
Oh crap. Is this bad? I think it's bad. It's very bad. No it's not, the only person who saw it probably has a concussion and won't remember. Oh my god what if I killed him. I hope he doesn't have any brain damage oh god oh god oh god.
Suddenly he groaned and swung out with his knife hand again, this time cutting my ankle. I jumped in fright and kicked him in the head. He fell unconscious again.
Ok. He's not dead. I'll just leave and the police will come and no one will know I was here.
I kicked the knife out of his hand and quickly walked away and crossed the street, getting as far away as I could. While I walked, I ripped the bottom of my shirt and tied it around my arm to cover the cut, and hopefully stop the bleeding. I did the same to my ankle though that cut wasn't as deep. There was already a growing stain on my sleeve. Girl in ripped clothes covered in blood walking through town, yeah, that's not suspicious at all. Maybe I should avoid town, it would take longer to get home though.
I nervously looked back to where I left mugger-man lying and to my horror, he was gone. I began to panic. I thought he got knocked out! What if he comes after me? If he is anything like Dragonclaw, then he will. I can't have two lunatics after me. I quickened my pace.
Screw it. I began running; I sprinted past houses and shops until I was in the centre of town, tired, gasping for breath, and covered in sweat and blood. I 'm not surprised by the amount of nervous glances I was attracting. But at least I'm safe. There are too many people here for me to be attacked by anyone.
I sat down on a bench to catch my breath and suddenly realised something horrifying. Worse than the mugger and Dragonclaw put together, not to mention those idiot zombies. Something far more terrifying.
What am I going to tell my mother?