Caltan

My fantasy is my Enemy

Pure rage sets into my body like the winter's cold almost as if every inch of my body, every muscle is frozen. After declaring his threat he left the room, I see where I stand with him. I am his play thing, he can do what ever he wishes with me. Him saying I am his slave wasn't just him toying with me it was also him making sure I know my place.

I push my recovery as fast as possible, my uncle brought me this herb cream from our home that speeds up your healing capabilities. So instead of the pins in my hand being removed in two weeks it is now scheduled to be removed tomorrow after only five days since it was put in. I still have nine days till my next fight and I NEED to be ready if I'm not I will never be able to get anywhere close to completing my mission. My uncle comes by every now and then to visit me and give me more information about my targets.

Today he told me that barron Kelfhad has been known to fraternize with the top 30 female fighters. So far I've acquired the 50th rank for female fighters. Apparently the audience was very impressed with my fight. Uncle Kyleon also said that I don't have to win the fights by killing I can force my opponents to surrender, and that the crowd would determine whether or not my opponent lives.

Its been 3 days since Sano paid me that wonderful visit of his, I let my emotions get the better of me and I dropped my guard but mark my words that will NOT happen again. now that I know his true colors I need to determine just how dangerous he really is. My leg feels a lot better, I have a lot more mobility now then before, but it's not fully healed just yet needs a few more days.

"I've brought you some strength training equipment, it should help get you back into the ring." Uncle Kyleon startled me, I must've jumped about two feet off my bed.

"what is it angel?"

He knows me so well, so much so that I could not stop the tears from pouring like the rain season of my home. It caught him off guard, even though he was born of a quintuplet set. Four girls and him, first born Melalu, then Medata, Angelique, then my mother Lauren, and finally my uncle Kyleon. After a few minutes the crying stopped, my uncle sat down beside my bed, his hand holding mine.

" I am strong, I know that but sometimes I just want to fall apart."

He wiped my tears and told me something I have only heard from my mother.

"You are strong, stronger then your mother was, stronger then your father could ever be but that doesn't mean you can't cry as hard nor as loud or long as anyone else in this crazy messed up world."

His smile was bitter sweet and the look in his eyes gave me my hope back. As the feeling of euphoria swept through my body, my happiest memories of my family came to mind. This is a feeling that I'm sure won't be going anywhere anytime soon. Five days till the fight, I've been discharged from the hospital and am currently staying at a motel provided by his royal pain in the ass. Currently my routine is five hours sleep, waking up with the sun to do five hundred push ups, then I eat a nutrient rich calorie based breakfast, then I rest for twenty minutes followed by a ten mile run, and finishing my mourning exercises with a heart healthy lunch. In which I then base the rest of my movement skills on par kor, jumping from roof to roof, skidding down shingles to return to leaping over fences on the outskirts of Sidotis. I do approximately eight hundred hurdles to push my muscles even when exhausted I know that there can not be any form of slowing down. My lungs burn. My legs are shaking and it's hard to stand, let alone walk back to the motel, suddenly and literally I was swept off my feet and into the arms of a total stranger! It's half a mile to the motel.

"Dont worry I already know where you are staying, not that I've been stalking you or anything! It's just not many people stay at granny Jane's this time of year."

His face was redder then the afghan my mother made for nikki's baby boy. I couldn't help but laugh, he's honest, kinda quirky but in a very cute way.

"Instead of laughing at me you could just say thank you, after all your the one who pushed yourself till the point of collapsing."

I steadied my breathe, leaned into his chest just a bit more, his face now ever more red then before.

" I apologize mr. savior, I didn't mean to offend you in any way."

I see why Sano enjoys this little game of his.

"My name isn't mr. savior, it's Donovan."

I can't help but want to tease him more.

"Okay, then I will call you Donny for short, and you can call me Kearra."

He gently set my feet back on solid ground, I reached out and stroked his beautiful blonde hair, his face was now beet red from ear to ear.

He turned to walk away, then without another word turned back toward me grasped my hand, I looked up, his eyes full of determination. Then a long pause before finally he released my hand and just walked away. I was in some sort of mild shock and I honestly don't know what was going through my head when I shouted.

" Donny, will you go out with me?!"

Now my face was beet red, as he turned to look back at me.

"I thought you'd never ask!"

A huge grin covered his face, and then I realized I just got played

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