Clouds of dust was thrown up into the air as she impacted the already dented marble walls, not even falling down to the ground before she was back up on her feet, withholding her painful grimace as she felt the cracks that had already appeared on her back healing once more -the thirteenth time since this training session began, only five hours ago.
She deflected the blow that was sent towards her by the leaner male, ducking down and swiping her foot under him, almost knocking his feet out from underneath him had it not been that he just managed to dodge such a thing. A hand grabbed her throat, trapping her arms by her side as the other arm trapped them by her side by pressing against her abdomen, tightly.
Felix came into view as she was spun around, and the giant vampire gave a shake of his head. "Throwing yourself into training won't help, kid." He admonished and she dug her fingernails into Demetri's arm, the one that was wrapped around her neck, scowling as she did so. "I don't care." She glanced at the tracker. "Get off me," she hissed venomously, and he released her. She ran a hand through her tousled dirty blonde hair, wrapping her arms around herself as she toed the ground with her boot.
The somewhat ever so slightly smaller tracker sighed. "Focussing on training instead of talking it out won't help, Olivia. You need to talk about it." He said and her ruby red eyes snapped to his, burning with rage. "I don't have to talk about a thing," she seethed, rage rolling off of her in waves. "It happened, so what? I just want to be able to defend myself, is that too much to ask? I lacked before in training, I'm not now, and still someone finds time to poke at my effort of lack thereof. You were happy to keep beating me up in sessions before, so just go back to that and there won't be any problems," she snapped.
Both men exchanged looks and she scowled. "I'm fine," she gritted out through clenched teeth. The giant of a vampire exchanged a look with his companion before nodding. "Fine, but you talk to Master about it, or we will." He warned and she scowled, but gave a sharp nod at them.
Walking back from an eighteen hour training session was painful, but it soon faded into irritation as she saw a few looks from other guards as she passed them in the corridor, their lingering glances on her moving form doing nothing but annoying her.
That increased tenfold as she saw the very someone she'd been hoping to avoid in the corridor.
Both he and Jane were walking towards her, well, in her general direction, and his eyes focussed on her immediately. Her crimson eyes remained straight ahead, not even giving him a glance, while his eyes remained on her, his twin glancing between them with a downturned mouth before she refocused her eyes straight ahead also.
Olivia swallowed back venom as she passed him, and he turned, Jane stopping also as he did. "Olivia," he murmured, but she kept walking, her own eyes downcast as she hastily retreated back to her room, her arms coming up to wrap around herself as she disappeared around the corner.
The twins returned to their patrol afterwards, Alec being quiet, something that wasn't unusual for him, but something that his sister knew was a cover for a sulk. She rounded on him as they stealthily crept along the Volterra city walls. "Brother," she began, and Alec paused beside her, his dark red eyes refocussing on her. She gave him a level stare, her eyes then narrowing. "You care for her," she accused angrily.
His red eyes widened and he scowled. "I do not!" He retorted and she scoffed. "You do, and you're being defensive!" She retorted back and he wiped a hand down his face. "I care for her as a friend, sister. You weren't there. She was dragged away from her cage each time, tortured, had unspeakable things done to her, and then she was tossed into the cage with me. I thought they'd killed her. She hadn't spoken for days when everyone came to get us, and when you have someone, broken beyond belief, a former shell of themselves, laid in your arms, yes, you do feel a little sorry for them." He muttered the last part.
Jane narrowed her eyes even more before walking on ahead, her dark robes billowing out behind her. He appeared in front of her, shaking his head. "Nothing more, sister," he promised and she scowled. "I don't like her," she spat and he nodded. "I know, and right not, I don't think she likes anyone either anymore, but you have an insight into what she must be feeling." He added gently and the blonde brushed his hands off roughly. "Such things are better left in the past, Alec. I do know how she feels, yes, but that is not the point. If she wants to forget things, she'll found a way. I don't think about it anymore, and soon, neither will she. You remained untouched while she was tortured endlessly from what you told me. She was used to make sure you didn't attempt anything, all awhile you remained untouched but for a lack of blood."
He clenched his jaw. "I yelled my protests." He snapped and she hummed. "Yelling does little towards such experiences as those." She reminded him and he was silent for a moment before nodding. "I know," he answered quietly.
The room was dark, but she could see perfectly, and hear perfectly, as he passed outside her door, pausing for a moment and she heard him turn to face her door in silent contemplation, but as he walked away, she squeezed her eyes shut, knowing tears would not appear in her eyes.