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WARNING::: May contain Child Abuse and Violence.

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Did you know that your body can get use to functioning of 2 hour naps? I got to find that out the fun way or at least that is how I was going to be looking at it. When I fully dedicated myself to training and being the best I was only taking naps during the night. I would sleep for a short time get up and train in my room. I never realized that Timothy would be awake at weird hours during the night.

Timothy would always treat me like I was his one and only, he would even go so far as to call me a protege sometimes. The first couple of months after my 13th birthday were really rough. I wish I hadn’t convinced Timothy to let me do more of the physical training, but I was stupid and did. So now my day started with 2 hours of book learning followed by physical training. The first couple of hours of physical training I was always running, then doing push ups and crunches. Then I would get lunch which I had to eat with Timothy and not the other children. Lunch was always cramped pack with protein and carbs. The 2nd half of the physical training was rough. It would be fighting.

They would pair me with one of the kids from the devils spawn. This was Timothy request and the instructor was all too pleased to oblige. I was often paired with a boy name Curtis. He was about a foot taller than me. He had short brown hair with waves in the top which he kept longer. He had bright blue eyes, they show like ice and where as cold looking too. He was a monster. Our fights never seemed to last very long, but that was because he was so much stronger than me. There were never any openings for me.

On one particular day, he showed up after lunch with a cut above his right eye. It was still bleeding and looked like something had clawed him. It also so happened we were paired that day. I was concerned for him and didn’t want to add to his pain, but he had other plans. It seemed I was now the target for all his anger.

When class started he charged at me with a massive roar. My eyes got really wide as I am watching him charge at me. What was I going to do? He liked to knock me to the ground and then straddle my chest and just punch me until my nose would break. Then he would move to kicking my in the ribs and stomach until I would be gasping for breath or vomiting.

Today he just seemed like an animal with no higher thought. As he got closer I planted my feet about shoulder width apart and with my right foot slightly behind him. If he was going to charge me then I would use his momentum against him. Just as he is about to reach me I ducked down, reached forward to hug him, and with his momentum I was able to flip him over me. When he landed behind me the thud was so loud that I winched.

He slowly got up and when he turned toward me his blue eyes were RED, bright glowing red. His eye was bleeding again and he was bleeding from his nose. “I am going to kill you.” It was almost a growl as he spoke. Rough, deep, and angry, I had just screwed myself. At this point I realize all the other fighting has stopped and everyone is staring at us. Curtis would be the teacher’s pet and the leader of the devil spawns, and I had just made him bleed. He started to stalk toward me in slow and precise movements.

He was like a lioness stalking her prey, you could see every muscle he had moving. I was terrified. Then the door slammed shut and that distracted me. I turned toward the sound and there stood Timothy. Great now Timmy was going to see me get my A** kicked. That is when Curtis lounged toward me. Time seemed to slow down. I saw Curtis coming toward me in midair but he seemed to be moving slowly.

Then Timothy was whispering in my ear “If you lose you will suffer. I will pull you from class right away and you will not leave your room for days. I was told you were improving and came to see how you were doing. I want to be impressed. Maybe I will sell you to the next offer that comes in.” I was shivering. The last man to ask for me had a thing for collecting girls around my age. He like to be surrounded by them all the time and would “lend” them out to others. He also was the instructor.

Time resumed and I just dead dropped to the floor. Curtis sailed right over me, I rolled and sprung back up. Curtis was also back on his feet. His eyes looked like they could shoot lasers. I had to focus on him very intently to follow his movements. He was fast. His fists and feet were flying in random combos and I was dodging as best I could. I just needed one small opening. I was going for that cut above his eye. He was backing me into a corner and if I couldn’t dodge I was going to lose. There had to be an opening before I went down.

Then he went down to swipe my legs out from under me. If I could just time it right. I jumped and kicked out at the same time that he spun around the right side of his face collided with my foot. His momentum in the spin caused him to hit my foot hard enough that I heard bone break. I had just broken his eye socket. He stopped moving and fell backwards. He was not trying to get up, he just laid there staring up at the ceiling.

Then he started to laugh hysterically. His eye was already swelling shut and the blood was starting to pool next to his head. I was panting and heaving pretty hard, it was a struggle to keep dodging him. I started to walk away from him. I was done, he wasn’t getting up so I felt that meant I had won. Everyone was just staring but Timmy was glaring daggers at me. I saw his mouth move but I couldn’t hear him. He looked so angry.

I was then grabbed from behind and thrown into the wall. My head smacked the wall so hard I was seeing triples. My ears were ringing and I was really disoriented. I knew it had to be Curtis. I heard people gasping, but I didn’t know where it was coming from. As my vision started to clear there was Timmy standing in front of me holding Curtis by the throat above his head.

That’s when I saw it Curtis had a knife. He was also Raging and clawing at Timmy’s hand and arm. Curtis was going to kill me. Timmy had stopped him. That must mean I had impressed him. Timmy hissed out “How dare you try to kill what is mine. I should break every bone in that hand and then that arm so you can heal slowly and remember to never try to take what is not yours. Her life is mine!” He then tossed Curtis into the far wall without much effort. He turned around and picked me up. That is when I realized I couldn’t feel my right arm and that it was limp. I reached over with my left arm and my right side was soaked in blood.

The wall that Curtis had thrown me into had hooks in it. I had slammed into one of them and it had caused damaged to my shoulder. I just curled into Timmy’s embrace as he carried me out of the gym and back to my room. He didn’t leave me side the whole night. He cleaned my wound and bandaged it and even helped me into my night gown. This was a side of Timmy I hadn’t seen before. He was caring and almost fatherly in the care he was giving me.

My shoulder had to be reset and the healer had to come to my room to make sure I would have function in my arm again. After she had left, I turned to Timmy and he looked ragged. It was like he was worried about me. He always seemed so angry and mean looking, but right now he looked like someone who had been scared. “Timmy, are you okay? You look worried. She said I would be okay and just have a scar.”

He looked at me with hooded eyes and with a look of despair. “I was worried you were going to die. We are not supposed to interfere with your training. I killed Curtis. I was angry and I took something that was not mine to take. It is up to Simon on how this matter will be resolved. Rest and heal.” He got up and straightened his shirt and walked back to his room. Was he worried just about me or about what Simon would do?

I had not met Simon before but I had gather he was the person in charge here. People only spoke his name when there was a problem. But they also spoke in hushed voices about the things he would do to those that disobeyed him. He had cut someone’s ear off and feed it to them because they needed him to repeat himself. The thought that Simon was involved made me afraid. He was capable of anything and he was involved now all because Timmy protected me. When we fight you aren’t allowed to kill each other. You can fight and beat them to shit but you can’t kill them. You can beat them until they get knocked out but then you have to stop.

The only real rule we follow is no killing the others. If Curtis was going to kill me than he broke the rule and Timmy shouldn’t be punished for that. Did Timmy mean to kill him? Was Timmy so angry that he lost control? I had never seen Timmy lose control but I figured he was capable of anything if he was angry enough. I didn’t see Timmy for 2 days. My meals were brought to my room and that was the only contact I had with anyone. I was getting worried. What if something happened to Timmy or what if I was to replace Curtis?

I paced my room and this is when I started to only sleep for a couple hours at a time. I would get up and doing anything and everything to keep my mind off of it. At the end of the 2nd full day I was starting to get a little crazy. I even tried to pick the lock between Timmy’s suite and my room. I could swear I could hear him in that room and he was just ignoring me. The morning of the 3rd day Timmy came into my room around 7am. He looked more like his normal self. “Rose, you need to get ready for the day. You are going out with Simon.” He turned and walked back into his room and slammed the door. My mouth dropped to the floor, I was what!!!!!!?

Was I being punished? Then I hear him yell through the wall “NOW!” that snapped me out of whatever trance I was in. I started getting ready, but Timmy did lay out clothes for me. Did that mean I got to pick what I was going to wear? I grabbed a pair of black pants and a dark green shirt that said “Lepracorn” and had a black unicorn on it. I put on my black combat boots because they were comfy. I brushed my hair and put it back in a braid. I didn’t want to look bad or make a bad impression. Right when I finished brushing my teeth, there were 3 knocks on my door, and I froze. I did not want to know who or what was on the other side of that door.

“I do not like to be kept waiting, Rose. You will open this door before I count to 5. I would hate to have to break the door down.” It was a treat but the voice was smooth, sweet, and made my heart race. I walked over to the door and with a shaking hand turned the knob. It was unlocked, it is never unlocked. I pulled the door open slowly.

Well it seems my time is up at this internet café place and I don’t have the funds to pay for more time. This is just a small town on my way back east. I think I am going to try and hop on a train and travel a little faster. Until next time stay safe.

~Rose~