TITLE: The Battle
AUTHOR: Kichi
PAIRING (if applicable): n/a
RATING: PG-13
WARNINGS: violence
NOTES: yes, this is late, but I
usually am.
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WORDS: 202
He thinks he can
break me in a battle of wills, that I am like all these others around
us. He will never defeat me
that way, no matter what he does. His eyes gleam with
amusement, he thinks he will
win. I try not to sneer but my lips twitch and give me
away.
Suddenly I am on my back, and my jaw
feels like it might be broken.
I realize it isn’t
as his foot slams into my chest and I gasp to refill my
lungs. He
stares down at me and the hatred and
rage is plain upon his face. And he always hated
emotions, even anger. It means
I have wounded his pride in some small way. I cannot help
but grin at the thought.
“You think this is
amusing?” he snarls, and I hit the wall with enough force to make
my surroundings grey out. The
pain is still tolerable though, and I revel in his fury. He
will
never bend me to his will. I
hate him too much, someone like him can only kill me, never break
me.
“Extremely.” I
laugh and he rushes in, and then pain and darkness.
As our
“conversations” usually end.
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