I had expected him to jump at me. What I didn't factor in was the speed at which he did so. In a moment's notice I was flung from my kitchen into the open living room- getting some serious rug burn on my arms.

"What do I have to do to make you understand-"

I cut him off a lucky hit. I kicked straight up, my ankle colliding with his chin, causing him to clamp down on his tongue.

It defiantly caught him off guard- damage was doubtful. He flexed and cracked his jaw, eyes of crimson fire setting on mine. "I'll make you regret that." He hissed.

He lunged again and grabbed the collar of my shirt- slamming me back against the wall. A gasp of air hissed from between my clamped teeth when my chest was smashed. I reached over and grabbed a metal picture frame from the window close by, bringing it over and striking him in the side of the head. He stumbled a bit and I shoved him away from me, he was quick to return a punch to my gut and I toppled over, choking for air.

He gripped my hair and pulled back tightly, I winced from the many miniscule strands pulling on my nerves. "Now, you are going to stay home and wait until I return, do I make myself clear?" he snarled.

I bit my lip and nodded slightly.

He threw me back down onto the floor "good. I'll see you in 4 hours." He straightened himself out then teleported away.

I just lay there for a moment, not sure on whether to move or not, that damn hedgehog was taking control. I won't have it. This is my world, this is my house and there is no way in hell a fictional character is taking it from me.

I picked myself up off the floor and headed upstairs.

The hot water gave a sting to my scalp and arms yet soothed my aching stomach. I thought up a way to get out of this damn house.

Just a movie or not- I had to show him whose boss…

I had just got off the phone with my boyfriend, telling him I'd be a little late so I would meet him there.

I dressed, throwing on my 'going to sit in the house clothes' and dried my hair. I prepared up a gather of my date attire as well as my purse, stashing it in the center console. As I re-entered the house I locked my car again and headed to the garage.

I looked about for the object I needed, pleasantly picking it up from the corner and dragging it upstairs with me.

I waited till 8:20 rolled around, and as I guessed, shadow came home to check to see if I was home.

He found me in my room, fixing my bed.

"Good to see you listened for once, any luck?"

"Nope, no-one. How bout' you?" I asked, one hand gripping my car keys the other on the metal handle of my dad's 14 inch axel wrench.

He tossed the emerald once and shook his head.

I hit the autostart and the noise of my bronco starting caused him to look to the window, then back to me. Right as he turned I swung as hard as I could and the end of the wrench made contact against the broadside of his head.

He hit the floor, dropping the emerald.

I lifted the wrench again, waiting for him to recover.

Nothing.

I grabbed my keys and the emerald, I ran down the stairs and out to my car, unlocking it before I reached the door.

I leapt in, chucking the wrench into the passenger seat and setting the emerald in my lap; I hurriedly put the keys in the ignition and whipped out of the driveway.

I had made it to the theatre in record time. I pulled out my purse, slipping in the emerald under my wallet, and preceded to change clothes. I fixed my makeup and grabbed my keys, throwing my purse in my shoulder.

I walked quickly up to my boyfriend whom been waiting at the front door.

The fabric on my sweater tugged at my burns on the elbows and I winced inwardly. He looked toward me expectantly.

"I totally ate it down my stairs." I laughed.

"Man you have just been a klutz today." He laughed with me.

We walked into the theatre and found our seats. The lights dimmed and the previews started up.

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