Chapter 3: Break away opportunity
Roshan lifted her head, there was a crowd surrounding her. 'These are all the members of the tribe, what are they all doing here?' she asked herself mentally. A large, grey haired man, dressed in several layers of pelts spoke first, "Get the hell out of here witch" a scrawny woman holding a baby spoke next, "You're an evil spirit, you're a jinx, and none of us want you here!" Roshan had never in her life actually spoken to any of these people.
The entire village was here, judging someone they knew nothing about! Roshan was shocked, she couldn't move a muscle as they continued screaming at her. 'They ALL hate me! All I have ever done is help, I gathered food and washed clothes for these people, I didn't have to, but I did, I have never done any harm to them!'
By this time the crowd had become overwhelming, screaming abuse at her, one woman knelt down, picked up a fairly large stone and threw it. A powerful force struck Roshans' forehead, and she suddenly found herself looking towards the glowing crescent moon surrounded by thousands of beautiful silver stars. She could feel a warm wet sensation creeping down the left side of her forehead and settle on her eyebrow, Roshan quickly placed a finger to her brow and pulled it away to study it. 'Blood! My blood! They're hurting me...'.
Roshan let out a piercing rage filled scream as she looked at her finger. She hung her head low as her breathing intensified as well as her anger and hatred towards the people she had helped for most of her life, her body was trembling. Roshan could only hear the low mummbling as she tilted her head to stare into the bonfire beside her, her straight auburn fringe fell over her eyes as it glowed a bright burgundy red from the light of the flames. She suddenly noticed thudding noises coming from all around her before realising that it was rocks hitting the ground, rocks that were being thrown at her.
Something inside of her, something that had always been there, a mental support beam snapped at that instant of realisation. Roshan threw her right hand out towards the fire and grabbed a small, burning branch, she stood up and ran head-on at the crowd and toward incoming rocks aimed at her. The crowd was confused and scared as the young woman ran past them, hair and flames flowing fiercely behind her.
She ran at every tent she came across, skimming the burning branch along the material, her legs grew numb with adrenaline as she ran, the blood on her forehead was now dripping down her face and onto her clothes. When she came to the last tent, Roshan stopped running and simply lifted the entrance flap and casually threw the flaming branch in with a slight sadistic smirk.
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In the safety of the large trees and shrubs of the forest, Roshan rested and watched as the flames spread from tent to tent, 'If I wasn't a jinx before, I definitely am one now' she smirked. The tribe had nowhere else to sleep, but in Ulmas' very small cave "Hmph, have fun fitting in there, bastards" a giggle escaped her lips. Growing bored, Roshan turned and swung her long legs in the opposite direction of the tribe. As she walked, she didn't notice the light blue aura emitting from the crystal that was tied securely around her neck.
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After walking for what seemed like eternity, Roshan stopped to rest on an old corroding log, it was still dark, but it was close to sunrise. Tilting her head back, she let out a long exhale of breathe and felt her tense muscles relax and and the pain from where the rocks had hit numbed a fair amount. Her eyes were mesmerised by the leaves of the trees dancing in the wind above her, making shadows move around her bloody face. "Crap, that's right, blood attracts animals" the woman stood up and quickly started to move again, she knew there was no stream in this part of the forest, so she couldn't just wash it off.
After a short while of walking the sun came up and the forest was filled with its light, the snow was glary and the trees were a soft crème colour, all the small leaves of the trees and bushes were all different tones and shades of green and the occasional red/orange. Roshan noticed small birds flittering from tree to tree collecting nectar, it was the time of day for every creature to have a meal, and that only made her stomach growl. 'I could probably catch something to eat, but everything is still damp with morning dew to get a fire going', she was suddenly brought out of her pondering at the sound of gravel being scraped along the ground.
Roshan drew out her long daggers silently from their hilts as she took a couple of steps backwards, she was scared, but she knew she could kill whatever was lurking in the shrub, if it pounced at her, she would push the dagger into its' throat. As she played out her plan in her mind, the crystal that was tied around her neck was letting off a powerful blue aura. Roshan held both of the daggers in front of her, ready for the creature to attack, but there was silence 'It's still there, I...can hear it... breathing!'
She strained her eyes to see the creature that was hiding in the shadows, suddenly she felt a huge lung crushing weight on her chest, still holding on to her daggers, Roshan grabbed at her chest, but nothing was there except for her necklace that Ulma had given her, Roshan could see a strange blue light coming from her chest 'What is this, why is it glowing? I can't breathe!', she collapsed on her knees gasping for air, 'I'm gonna die! I need air!' Her heart beat was thudding madly in her ears as she struggled for breath.
Losing strength, she fell on her side, losing the battle, she could feel herself slipping away into the calm nothingness that was coming, bit by bit her vision started to dim, two deep light green eyes was the last thing Roshan saw before she was completely sucked into the abyss of unconsciousness...
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