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He just stood there, staring at me. With his arms crossed and that expression on his face, it looked as if he could have been doing anything other than this, and it would have been better. His attitude and the distance, or should I say lack of distance he presented himself in front of me assured he had no fear whatsoever of me.
My guard suddenly spoke up. I guess the second one was for persuading people to buy me. What a pathetic job.
"I wouldn't get too close sir. She's killed two already."
"Why would I be afraid of a weakling?" He barked. My ki spiked, but I held my tongue, which by now, had become very raw. I know I didn't look very tough, but how could he say that when he just saw me fight? He didn't look much bigger than me. In fact he was my height, and I was considered short for my age. His bark was probably worse than his bite.
"I warned you sir. Standing that close to her is suicide! I can't believe she hasn't already killed you." Wow, he's smarter than he looks. I wondering the same thing.
"The ones she killed before must have been blind. She couldn't kill me even if she had a life time of training."
Ok, I can take a couple of those comments by biting my tongue, but by now my tongue was long sawed off. I lunged at him with too much speed and I hit his gut full force. Springing lightly back, I landed on my feet intact. Usually that kick would have blasted the guy through the ceiling, but I wasn't dealing with an ordinary guy. He just doubled over for a moment, and stood up acting as if my kick hadn't affected him at all. But I've had experience with guys who appear to show no emotion. I had hurt him, there was no mistake, but how much I didn't know. And I was afraid it wasn't a lot.
Then, the worst happened, he smirked. Not the kind that oh I'm amused. No the, oh you're totally pathetic kind of smirk. I only knew of one other person who could pull it off, and he was at the battlefield.
Next, he delivered a series of blows to me, that I could all but defend. He was so fast, faster than me, and he hit hard. I couldn't retaliate, because whenever I tried to, my stupid guard got smart and yanked me back. Only my keeping my feet saved me from total destruction. As soon as I saw an opening, I blasted him, so at least he fell back for a sec. Then I did the smartest thing I thought of, and fazed out behind my guard. One short blast finished him off easily.
Now that I finally had the chain off me, I could relax and actually fight. Trouble was, that now someone else was holding the chain, and it wasn't the other guard. He had it. He had picked it up without me noticing, and his look at me was pure revenge. What he did next was the thing that surprised me. He had the chain in his hand, and he just crushed it. It wasn't just broken, but turned into dust. It was then, I knew he could and would beat me. All I had to do was wait for it to happen.
Fortunately, for me, he handed the chain back to the first guard, who now looked like he had just been sentenced to death. The guy just turned and walked away, but I knew what happened. I was to be sold.
~
I was led away to the back room I had first been placed in. I waited for Pott to finally come in. I prayed with all my body that she would be bought with me. I knew it was a long shot, but I had to try. She came in a few minutes after I did, and the look on her face told me she had been sold as well.
She looked at me and asked me just one question. "Who?"
"A guy who's my height, with long spiky black hair. You?" It almost sounded like we were discussing people we saw in school or something.
"A guy with lavender hair." She looked at me with tears in her eyes."
"No, you're not going to cry. I made a promise to you that I wouldn't go Super Sayin, now you've got to promise me something. Promise, no matter what happens, you won't cry. Crying is a form of weakness, and we have to be strong to get through this. I'll find a way to find you. Promise."
At that moment, the guards came back. Four surrounded me, and handcuffed my hands and put another, thicker iron collar around my neck and forced me towards the door. I was being taken away from my sister, the one person I knew. Taken away to. him.
He just stood there, staring at me. With his arms crossed and that expression on his face, it looked as if he could have been doing anything other than this, and it would have been better. His attitude and the distance, or should I say lack of distance he presented himself in front of me assured he had no fear whatsoever of me.
My guard suddenly spoke up. I guess the second one was for persuading people to buy me. What a pathetic job.
"I wouldn't get too close sir. She's killed two already."
"Why would I be afraid of a weakling?" He barked. My ki spiked, but I held my tongue, which by now, had become very raw. I know I didn't look very tough, but how could he say that when he just saw me fight? He didn't look much bigger than me. In fact he was my height, and I was considered short for my age. His bark was probably worse than his bite.
"I warned you sir. Standing that close to her is suicide! I can't believe she hasn't already killed you." Wow, he's smarter than he looks. I wondering the same thing.
"The ones she killed before must have been blind. She couldn't kill me even if she had a life time of training."
Ok, I can take a couple of those comments by biting my tongue, but by now my tongue was long sawed off. I lunged at him with too much speed and I hit his gut full force. Springing lightly back, I landed on my feet intact. Usually that kick would have blasted the guy through the ceiling, but I wasn't dealing with an ordinary guy. He just doubled over for a moment, and stood up acting as if my kick hadn't affected him at all. But I've had experience with guys who appear to show no emotion. I had hurt him, there was no mistake, but how much I didn't know. And I was afraid it wasn't a lot.
Then, the worst happened, he smirked. Not the kind that oh I'm amused. No the, oh you're totally pathetic kind of smirk. I only knew of one other person who could pull it off, and he was at the battlefield.
Next, he delivered a series of blows to me, that I could all but defend. He was so fast, faster than me, and he hit hard. I couldn't retaliate, because whenever I tried to, my stupid guard got smart and yanked me back. Only my keeping my feet saved me from total destruction. As soon as I saw an opening, I blasted him, so at least he fell back for a sec. Then I did the smartest thing I thought of, and fazed out behind my guard. One short blast finished him off easily.
Now that I finally had the chain off me, I could relax and actually fight. Trouble was, that now someone else was holding the chain, and it wasn't the other guard. He had it. He had picked it up without me noticing, and his look at me was pure revenge. What he did next was the thing that surprised me. He had the chain in his hand, and he just crushed it. It wasn't just broken, but turned into dust. It was then, I knew he could and would beat me. All I had to do was wait for it to happen.
Fortunately, for me, he handed the chain back to the first guard, who now looked like he had just been sentenced to death. The guy just turned and walked away, but I knew what happened. I was to be sold.
~
I was led away to the back room I had first been placed in. I waited for Pott to finally come in. I prayed with all my body that she would be bought with me. I knew it was a long shot, but I had to try. She came in a few minutes after I did, and the look on her face told me she had been sold as well.
She looked at me and asked me just one question. "Who?"
"A guy who's my height, with long spiky black hair. You?" It almost sounded like we were discussing people we saw in school or something.
"A guy with lavender hair." She looked at me with tears in her eyes."
"No, you're not going to cry. I made a promise to you that I wouldn't go Super Sayin, now you've got to promise me something. Promise, no matter what happens, you won't cry. Crying is a form of weakness, and we have to be strong to get through this. I'll find a way to find you. Promise."
At that moment, the guards came back. Four surrounded me, and handcuffed my hands and put another, thicker iron collar around my neck and forced me towards the door. I was being taken away from my sister, the one person I knew. Taken away to. him.