I look up hesitantly to see who it is wearing these worn out sneakers, which are scuffed at the tip.
He must have been running, because his breathing was very quick and I could smell his sweat.
Though it is dark in the cold, stinky alley I call home, for some weird reason, I could see every detail of his face.
HIs eyes are angry and his clenched fists confirm that.
I hold my breath, pupils widened and body shivering because of the cold and the situation.
I could scream, but would anyone come?
I guess he figured that I was contemplating that I should yell for help, so quickly with one strong arm he yanks me off the cold ground by my hair.
A small yelp escapes my mouth as he slams me against the wall.
He takes his other free arm to cover my mouth.
For a couple of seconds he just stares at me, as tears start to roll down my cheeks.
"Now listen" He finally says with a scruffy voice to match his voice.
My breathing hitches as I wait for him to do whatever horrible thing he's gonna do.
"You're a very pretty girl, so don't make me mess up that pretty face." He says with a horrible smirk that makes my stomach turn.
I shiver as his cold sweaty hand travels up and down my thigh.
He yanks at the skin with a devilish grin looking directly into my eyes as he does so.
I try so hard to look away, but he keeps yanking my face back towards him.
What are you doing, Connie? You can't let him do that to you!
Roland's voice urges in my head.
What am I gonna do, Roland? I'm not strong enough! He's a grown man, there's no way I can fight him off.
We both know that you are strong. Stop denying it, Katya! Reach down deep inside yourself and pull out that animal. Let him have it.
How can you say that, Roland? I'm no animal. I have no strength.
"Hey, bitch! Keep your eyes on me, while I get ready to make you officially a women." He says yanking my head back to him.
His cold hard hands pull off any remaining clothes and throws me down to the cold, hard ground.
DAMN IT, KATYA! DEFEND YOURSELF!
I've never heard Roland shout at me, before.
The man looks down at me with a horrible grin with nothing but cruel intentions bulging out of his eyes.
He bends down as I crawl to the wall on the ground with my clothes hardly on as he nears.
The man approaches my feet and pounces on me.
*Kyat*
A searing pain rips throughout my whole body as these odd metallic shiny knife like objects protrude out of both of my hands. 3 on each side out of the knuckles.
There is a moment of silence, before the man looks up at me and I feel the warmth of his blood.
Quickly I pull away as he bends over in pain blood starting to spill onto the ground.
I stare at them while he cries out in pain.
The pain has gone away from when these odd things protruded out, but the man is still crying out in pain.
I look over at him, doubling over in pain, clutching his wounded stomach.
He sputters blood out of his mouth, I could tell he's trying to say something.
"Mu- Mutant. You're a fucking mutant!" He manages to say with his last breath of life.
I stare at his dying body and the pool of blood surrounding him.
The metal still protruding out of my knuckles.
I start to panic.
What have I done?
I-I-
You killed him, Katya.
"No." I say out loud barely above a whisper.
What have you done?
"I just defended myself like you said, Roland," I say with a trembling voice.
The man is dead.
It's weird, to see a person die. I felt like I could feel his soul leaving his body.
Suddenly, I heard a faint noise.
A siren.
But how?
Look up
I look up to discover a person looking out of their window down at me with widened eyes, fearful.
I shake my head, denying this incident.
Even though, I did in fact kill him.
"No! I was just defending myself!" I yell up at the neighbor, waving my hands, which seemed to frighten them even more.
I had forgotten, these claws were still out.
Though we were far from each other, i knew they heard me.
Their lips formed out the words: "Evil mutant".
The person still just stares at me with horror.
I could hear the sirens nearing.
2 blocks, only 2 blocks away.
Get out of there, Katya!
I shake and look once more at the man I killed.
I look back up at the apartment to see the person gone.
I think about Claire, my only friend.
She will surely hear about this and know it was me, since I will disappear.
I hope she won't think I'm a monster.
I could see the lights of the siren, so quickly I start to run, tears streaming down my face, away from the sirens.
My claws are swinging, I try not to cut myself, but my tears are blinding me so its hard to see the claws.
I must have been running for hours.
I made it to a village.
No one's around, because it's only 5 in the morning.
Good, the last thing I need is someone catching me.
I settled down behind a barn, in a farm that seems abandoned.
I'm panting and look down to realize that the claws have retracted.
My face hard with dried tears.
Blood all over my clothes.
This happens way too often, Katya.
What, what are you talking about? I've never killed a soul before.
No, not that. I'm talking about the blood stained clothes.
I realize that Roland is right.
I should find some water to wash up with.
The events replay in my mind.
I can't believe it.
What's wrong with me?
I've killed a person.
Yet I feel as though,maybe... maybe it was the right thing to do.
Am I evil, now?
No, Katya! Don't be ridiculous. You're just a fighter.