I looked at Gray. He gave me more pain. I struggled to keep it inside, trying to keep my head straight, he did it harder and I took a deep breath. He did it harder and I screamed lightly, my fists clenched. My whole body became numb, as I started giving out. I couldnt hear anyone, I was loosing vision. But If I let holding it inside out then, I'll probrably die. I held it in, I could feel someone grabbing my arm slightly, I kept still. I heard echoes running through my head.
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All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
He looks a the couple and pokes himself in the chest."Something inside of you that you havent discovered yet." He laughed. "But sadly the night draws on and I must go." He blew into a whistle and the tavern was filled with guards all wearing the same uniform. Rayah was stricken helpless by her mind being taken over and was hand cuffed and taken into a plane with Jace and Nic.
"It's better to beg for forgiveness than to ask for permission."
"Sometimes it's best to leap before you look."
Formerly known as FlowerPower ^_^ (Until TheClosetKidnapper decided to go psycho)
I let go and kicked the guards and broke out of the handcuffs, And punched them away. I flipped some and kneed two in the gun then elbowed their back as they fell to the ground, kicking away all the other guards near Nic and Jace. I unlocked their handcufs. "You guys ready to fight?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
A guy comes for me and I flip him, having him land on another guard. "You send guys this easy Gray? I thought you could do better then that."
But then the pain came again. I became numb and he did it harder then ever. I fell, trying to hold it it. Everything was swirling and I couldnt hear. I screamed. Now I couldnt breath. I squeezed my eyes shut. He let go and it knocked the air out of me.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You must never give into despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road, and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength. — Uncle Iroh