His Breath of Fire

Chapter Twenty-Eight

    It’s been a week since I’ve been moved into Luke’s packhouse.  A week of gruesome, horrific “experiments” that Luke has thought up.  Aaron didn’t come back that night with my food, and I have a feeling that it was because of my father trying to test how long I can go without food.

    I’ve lost weight and my strength is waning.  They’ve fed me, but barely anything and barely give me enough water to survive.  I could always conjure up some food and water, but I don’t want to give my father any more information about me than he already has.

    Not to mention the fights that he has me “participate” in.  He has some of his strongest and weakest members fight me to test me on my strength, ability, technique, and strategy.  However, it always ends in me being beaten to a pulp since I won’