So blah blah blah blah, sorry for the late up date.
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CHAPTER 9
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I woke up in a small room, with brightly decorated walls, and lots of dead animal skulls. where am I? How did I get here?
And then I remembered, I had just won the challenge, but had been stabbed by someone. I looked down at the place where I had been stabbed, there was no wound just a scar. well thats interesting. I wonder if Zeon is ok. He's probably the one that brought me here.
I smiled to myself.
Suddenly the door swung open, I held my breathe waiting to see if it was Zeon. To my disappointment it wasn' was that elder guy, the one that had challenged me to the death match.
"How are you feeling now?". I looked up at him, he was extremely ugly and smelled of expired food of some kind. It made me want to vomit!
"Peachy considering I just fought for my life." I glared at him. Watching every move he made, even if it was the slightest flick of his fingers. "What do you want from me? I won the challenge so I thought I was free from you now."
The elder smiled at me, the way one would smile at a small and slow child. It pissed me off.
Suddenly he lunged at me, knocking me off the pillows I had been sleeping on. We rolled for a few seconds, when we finally did stop he was ontop of me pinning me to the ground.
"Your all mine now creature!" He licked up the side of my neck and down in between my breasts. I screamed and thrashed trying to get him off, my whole body still ached from the day before. "Get off now!" I managed to get my arm free of his grip and punched him in the face.
He looked shocked for a second, but only for a second. His nose was bleeding as he re-pinned my arms. "Fiesty airn't you? Thats ok its more exciting for me."
I coughed up saliva and spat it at his face, grinning as I watched it slide down his ugly mug. He slapped me hard, the sound echoeing throughout the room."Filth!"
I growled deep in my throat. I had enough of being treated like dirt. I planted my feet squarely on the ground beneath me and thrust with all my might upward, knocking the elder over.
Before he could react I grabbed his face and slammed it into the wall. Blood splattered the bright paint of the wall, and the floor beneath it. I turned him to face me. "P...p..please forgive me!" he looked so pathetic sitting there.
"Never." With that I reached down and took his face in my hand and tore the flesh from his skull. I looked at the hunk of meat in my hand and felt sick to my stomach. I quickly flung it into the corner of the room
Finding a clothe on the ground, I wiped the blood off my hands and arms. I wonder where zeon is...I hope he's okay.
As silent as I could be I left the room, never looking back, only forward...hopeing to find Zeon, and praying that he is also okay.
I'm sorry it took me so long to write this chapter, hopefully I can complete this story this week. :)
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