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De La Terre Coma

"Ur a..... Ur the èlèmentaire De la Terre" Rain says, pulling back from me. Almost tripping herself over. "But that's impossible, I have really found you." She gasps almost like im a figure of her imagination.

"What!" I request, waiting to know what she means. Like a needy feeling. Something to make me re-connect, but I'm left with nothing in my mind. A blank void.

Breaking out of her trance from my voice, she takes another step further away. Even from this small distance, I can't make out the goosebumps. The trembles igniting in her skin. Like fire, getting threatens by the rain. But it stops just as suddenly as it came.

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"Get up and try again." The voice of a girl I have only just got to know brought me out of my groans of pain. Lifting up a hand, I hold it under me, to try and lift myself up, but I just fall down again.

"I can't" I yell back between my moans of agonizing pain. Giving up, I just rest on the ground. And with each breath of fresh air, a shudder runs through my rib cage. I wouldn't be surprised if somewhere smashed. She did not go easy on me.

You might be wondering where the I AM GROOT, am I. But let me tell you it was a long journey.

After she spoke the words of another language, she pushed me out of the school grounds. Right into the forest behind us. And no, she didn't even let me contact my brother to tell him, that I'm 'skipping'.

No, she pushed and pulled me up the rough wranger. Deep through the forest. Tumbling over a few roots here and there. Getting whacked by a couple of low-hanging branches, in the face might I add. Oh and don't let me forget about the howling wind of the night, spreading goose bumps all over my body. It was winter. And why is it night time? Because someone thought it was such a great idea, to go on a nice stroll through the woods, for more than a couple of hours, with rogues sittings in these parts.

Was she crazy?

And I was this close, 2 millimetres away from voicing my thoughts out when I heard the sound of gravel crunch under my foot. Glancing down, I realized that we just stepped onto someone's driveway. Turning my head, I finally put the dots together.

We just walked about 50, Donald Trump, miles to go to Rain's house when we could have driven. DRIVEN!!!!!!!!!

With only a hand full of steps in, my eyes sought out a particular building. Or should I say, buildings? No words could describe this house. Big, giant, massive, they were too little to describe this...., this..... Mansion. It was beautiful.

But that doesn't get you to where we are!

So, as I was admiring the magnificent structure in front of me, I didn't come to notice that I was indeed picked up and dropped onto a feathered-soft mat behind the smallest building. A building of three layers. So you can try to imagine my shock when I saw the largest one.

But I didn't get to ponder those thoughts when I was falling. Yea, Rain accidentally tripped over making me fall out of her hands, bridal style, and land very perfectly on the ground. Winning a 10 for gracefulness. Yep, it totally went that way, totally no sarcasm in there.

Except what's worse, is she didn't even answer my spoken question, she just said to show her what I got. And by that, I guess she meant by fighting skills. Sadly tho, I have non, so I ended on the ground every single time. Still with my question in mind.

What the Hemsworth does, èlèmentaire De la Terre, mean?