I have a pile of good news! First off my writers block is gone and second (my favorite) I got my cast off today! My ankle is no longer broken! Although my leg is so weak I still can't walk...x3. Well anyway on with the story!
Chapter 35 Angel's POV
Crap I thought as the darkness resided and my surroundings were not as expected. I stood inside in a little room with two doors. One was left wide open leading outside into the mid-morning sun. The other lead deeper into the building I stood. Taking the first door would be the easy way out but did I want to leave? Where the heck was I? The room was made of pure flat stone with a high ceiling that curved in at the center. The walls glittered with little white flecks that reminded me of stars in the night sky. Closer to the second door the flecks became scarce and spread out. Near the first door the specks were densely packed together.
It was all an illusion to test... I don't know something mental. Yet the choice seemed simple and irrelevant. Was I over thinking this? Under thinking it? Both yet neither at the same time. said a helpful voice inside my head. "Thanks." I grumbled sarcastically as I walked to the dark door with little white flecks. I opened the door slowly and peered into the room behind the door. Nothing. There was nothing there whatsoever. There is something there you just fail to see it. How do I see it then? I asked the voice. No response. The first door seemed like the obvious choice which was why it couldn't be right. Or was that what they wanted me to think. I shook my head took and took a deep breath. I just need to follow my first instinct.
I stepped forward into the blackness between the doorway. I passed through it like going through water. A heavy feeling came over me like the gravity just increased. I felt heavier and more weighed down. The new feeling made me uncomfortable and twitchy like I did when I was in a tight space. I felt more grounded the longer I stood there. Panic rose inside me as I turned to leave. I hit my head against the invisible barrier that formed around the open doorway. I stepped back rubbing my head. I bumped into something and I jumped up hitting my head on the extremely low ceiling. I whipped around with my hands up ready for a fight. A man wearing simple jeans with leather padding on top and a plain grey shirt stood raised his fists to a fighting position without looking up. "You chose not to leave freely. Brave but dangerous. We shall test your skill." The man said with a voice that sounded too young for his appearance.
He thrust his hand forward with two fingers sticking out. I pushed my hand forward channeling the air to block. Nothing happened and he hit me in the stomach. His hand stabbed like a knife. I stumbled back with breath knocked out of me. "That will not work here." he said sounding bored. With his hands behind his back the man brought his leg over his head and slammed it down on the back of my head. My face smashed into the ground and I felt blood streaming down from my nose. He stepped back and let me stand up. This fight must be fought with your mind not your power or physical ability. My powers didn't seem to be working and I wasn't exactly strong so the voice's tip was useless. He jumped up again and swung his leg around hitting me in the jaw. Hy head jerked to the side sending blood splattering to the ground. He didn't seem strong at all yet he had so much power and precision. You're right he isn't strong. He is fighting with his mind like you must if you wish to survive. The man swung his hand at my stomach. I rolled under and came up behind him smashing my hand down on his back. Instead of hitting my back my hand hit his foot. He had thrust his leg back to block me. He kicked his leg up knocking my hand away and spun around clapping his palm against my ear.
I fell to the floor and put my hands against my head to try to the stop the ringing. My head was spinning and I felt dizzy. I thought of all the others and how I was failing them. I thought of the battles we had fought as a group. The man stopped and stood straight up. He looked up for the first time and stared at me with dark black eyes. He seemed like he realized that he actually has to try. I swung my fist up aiming at his jaw. He stepped back dodging my attack but he was more clumsy. Before it was as if he knew what I was going to do so precisely he didn't have to look up. He ducked down and turned smashing his foot on my knee. It automatically folded and I fell down. Time froze and I saw an image of the man bringing his foot down on my neck. The image faded and turned to reality. I pulled to the side. His foot hit down on the ground with a thump. I grabbed his leg and pulled it upwards knocking him to the ground. I brought my elbow down on his nose. I heard a crack and blood spilled from his nose.
He stood up and stepped back. "Congratulations." The man bowed and turned to ashes. He seemed content relived almost. The room seemed to fade around me as the true reality resumed.