Like a Phoenix, She Rises

Prologue

Crack. It was impossible to tell whether that sound was my fist or the wall. I've been at it for hours. Punch, breathe, pause, and punch again. A repeating cycle that has been continuous for the past six hours. Sweat pours down my face as my eyebrows crease together and my knuckle aches. The all too familiar sensation of pain swims around me, enveloping me in my own suffocating misery. But still I fight. I fight against the concrete walls surrounding me in a tight enclosure that is nearly impossible to escape. I fight against the voice in my head, admitting defeat and encouraging death. But most of all- I fight for him.

My right fist slams into the slab of concrete yet again, gaining no effect as usual. Sticky, red liquid flows down my already blood stained knuckles. I stretch each finger out painfully and wince. My situation seems hopeless, it seems. But I'll find a way. Don't I always?

The room I had been thrown into seems to spin. My claustrophobia doesn't help. They put me in here. They took him. He, who was the most important in my entire life. They want me dead. I want them to die as well. Around me are dull, gray walls, defending me from the world. And defending the world from me.

There is no space. Just a small area for me to sit upon. The concrete surrounding me is so close, I can't breathe without the carbon-dioxide bouncing back to me. Choking me. The walls climb as high as the jungle canopies and the top is covered with a thick iron cage. There is no escape. Wait. There is but one. Death.

Crack. Now I'm sure of it. That was my fist, already broken and now messed up even more. It hurts. Almost unbearable. Almost. But I feel no pain anymore. Well, psychical pain that is. Deep inside, I'm conflicted, stressed. My heart that has been shattered a million times and pieced together with duct tape is so fragile that I fear if I take the deepest of breaths, I would shatter as well. My name was Carter D'Angelo. I used to be a proud young girl. Pride was my best friend. I thought we could take on the world together. Instead, Pride betrayed me. And created a monster. I lost everything and everyone. Including myself.

My name was Carter D'Angelo. Carter is no more, having already wreaked ENOUGH havoc during her short life span. Only Revenge stands in her wake. Only Revenge can save me.