Panic
Thirty seconds
It only took thirty seconds until the bomb detonated. I had to choose between my daughter Annabelle and my meister, Maka. My face showed that I was cool, calm and collected but on the inside I was in a deep panic. Choosing between the two people I cared about most or even.
Choosing was always hard for me. I had to choose to either save one and let the other die or choose none and I die. I think I knew what I was going to do.
Twenty seconds on the clock and the kidnapper was getting impatient. "Come on, you know that this would be the last time you get to see your precious family, Eater." The guy taunted. Why me? Seeing the people I cared about the most like this was my one weakness. Both looked at me with pleading eyes. I grit my fist and went for Annabelle first. I untied her with ease.
Ten seconds left on the clock and I had to get to Maka. I leapt from the tower that once held Annabelle and I felt her cling to my back as I get to Maka. Five more seconds and I would be there. I landed on the tower as I began to untie her.
Four seconds and she's still tied to the tower. She tells me to leave her; to take care of Anna and I tell her that I wouldn't because she was my world. Three seconds and I proceed to free her. Two seconds and she is free. One second is a struggle to get free.
Zero.
