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lunged at me and I started to fight him, uncertain as to why he asked me and it threw me off of my game. He actually hit me in the side and I went down to one knee and stood back up very quickly, I was not hurt just aggravated.

“Do you love your son?” he asked as I narrowed my eyes and lunged at him, our staffs hitting together in a blur of movements. I then jumped into the air and flipped over his head and he lowered and slid his staff upward very quickly. It hit me in the stomach and I cried out as I landed and slammed the tip of my staff into the floor. I held my stomach with one hand and then looked up at him as he turned and extended the staff towards me. I dropped down and spun on one foot as I swung my staff out as far as I could, but he jumped it and then spun in the air sideways, coming down in front of me. I had to roll out the way as his staff sliced through the air and right next to my face. He stood up and swung around as I gritted my teeth and felt the irritation rising in me. It was making me sloppy and causing me to not focus as I should.

“How do you feel about Dorin?” he asked and I rushed him as he turned and his back rolled on mine as he slid his staff down and caught one of my feet. He jerked it upward and it spun me in the air sideways. I landed on my side and slid across the floor. I growled and then got up in a blur as he stood there spinning his staff as if he had not even been in a battle.

He paused and looked me over. “Did you enjoy fucking him?”

I cried out as I rushed him and with one blow to my side he had me down on my back and staring up at him as his staff rested at my throat. He looked down on me and I closed my eyes, but just as quickly as I did that I felt myself being pulled up and I looked to see Vanessa and Hunter holding me. Gunner stepped forward as he had a look of true love and compassion came over his face.

“I cannot let you do this, you will die.”

Hunter bit into my neck as I screamed and his venom started to take me to a new place I had never been…one of dreams and illusion. My eyes fluttered. I could see Gunner stepping towards me and reaching out, I whispered his name, his true one, not unlike Caesar had when he knew he had been deceived.

Chapter Twelve

Blood Moon

Dreams. I had not had them this vivid since I was young. I remember waking up in a sweat as monsters had chased me in the night. If I had only known then, as I do now, I would have prepared for everything. Perhaps I would not have allowed myself to be beaten down in life. Maybe my bad choices would have been smaller ones than all the things I had allowed. The truth is this; we all have shit in our lives. We all have to endure it. It is what we do with the lessons we learn that matter, not that we said the right words. It is all in actions that show others the good in our selves. My Father had shown he did not truly love my Mom when he beat her and she had shown me that she would rather just leave than fight the disease that may or may not have killed her, abandoning me to his abuse. But to fucking TRY, at least try to make it work, is what being human is all about. It is not being a cunt to each other and trying to tear each other down, it is protecting, even when you don’t really know someone, believing that life is still important and if you find that in yourself, then salvation is truly yours.

I sat up on the black shoreline and let my breath out as white smoke poured upward. The lightning cracked across the sky and I knew exactly where I was. I was in purgatory and the dread it filled me with was almost unbearable. Had I been disposed of? Had Gunner done the one thing he felt might