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PREFACE “Ihrahna!” he called after me. “Stop it! Stop!” I managed to holler back. Why didn’t they understand? I could kill them with the slightest touch of my finger. I was simply too dangerous. Kye didn’t stop. He continued chasing me. Why did he do that? Did he not realize the power bubbling tightly under my skin? I stopped running, taking a split second to take in the scenery. It was so beautiful here. Why would anyone want to destroy it? I quickly put my pointer fingers together, and gripped my hands fearfully. I summoned a tiny ball, miniscule, really. I knew I wasn’t supposed to do this… but I couldn't let myself hurt Kye. I pressed the tiny ball against the side of a tree, closing my eyes. The tree, its true name unknown to me, collapsed, blocking the path in which Kye was chasing me. I heard Kye’s voice from a ways away by the time I was gone, and I grimaced. He’d forgive me when I came back, no doubt. But this mission needed to be done as quickly as possible. No extra risks to be taken. I sighed. Why did my missions always involve leaving my friends in the dust? Well, at least they had gotten the location right this time. I walked along the dimly lit hallway towards the stone. There were no guards. It was such an obvious trap. Somehow, they knew I was coming. How unfortunate. I unzipped my incredibly cute camo jacket and gently reached for the hilt of my dagger. Before I knew what was happening something extended towards my head and attempted to hit me on the head. I shoved my fingers into position and whirled around. Eighteen, I quickly counted in my head, heavily armed soldiers dropped into position around me. I panicked. I sent the ball flying towards the stone, but it was blocked by one of the soldiers, who was holding a spinning ball. I gasped. Things were going downhill quickly. “Who are you people?” One of the soldiers stepped forwards, raising his twisting ball. “We ask the questions.” Good grief, what have I gotten myself into? I thought, racking my mind for a solution. My flaw was always my incredible ability to act quickly and without thinking. But during the seventeen years I had been working like this, I had faced much more challenging obstacles than this. But then again, those obstacles were not Energy Holders. Legendary people. It was said, though never proven true, that they could give themselves a limitless supply of energy and use it as whatever they pleased; heat, light, electricity, ect. Compared to us, the ones able to destroy matter, hence the name Matter Destroyers, they were extremely powerful. After all, I could destroy matter, but of course not energy. This worried me. I considered my options: run, surrender, fight. All of them seemed especially bad. My mind brightened as it put two and two together. I took a deep breath, and stretched out my senses. I looked at the one with the ball of energy in the eyes and stopped blinking. I stopped breathing. I calmed my heart rate down to calm, and didn’t move a muscle. Something scurried around behind the soldier, causing his attention to drift. I moved quickly. I didn't have a lot of time. After seeing as it was a mere mouse, the soldier's focus returned to me. I smiled lightly with my lip slightly curved at the corner. God, how I loved that mouse. The soldier painted a confused face. “Why are you smiling? Shouldn’t you be begging for mercy?” I put my hands together as the mouse hit the trigger for the bomb. “Mercy is for losers.” My legs hurt. I’d been running through the city for, like, HOURS now. Okay, I’d been running five minutes. But for me, that was a very long time, seeing as there were now several police officers chasing me. I sped up and ducked into a tunnel, praying that the soldiers would run past. They didn’t. “Confound it,” I muttered. I darted deeper into the tunnel, not particularly caring that it was likely not very safe nor stable. Though, upon greater thought, it was not very high in the list of dangerous things I had done over the years. I really, really, didn’t have time for that now. I threw myself against the wall of the tunnel and watched, heavily veiled by shadows, as the soldiers thundered past. I clutched my mouse to my chest, holding my breath and not daring to blink for the fear of being discovered yet again. When they were a good distance down the tunnel, I took off in the opposite direction, sprinting towards the opening in which I had come through, thinking glumly about the war I was about to start. It's all by ME DON'T STEAL IT OR I EAT YOUR COOKIES
