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 As soon as we stop tumbling, Firestar tries to immediately get up, but my grip on him is stronger and I slam him back down. He lets out a soft wheeze.
I don't leave him anytime to recover as I ball my other fist up and slam it against his cheek. I do it a couple more times in sharp, swift movements.
Firestar crunches his legs to his chest and kicks me off, coughing. I land on both my feet. He rolls over and gets up.
I dig my feet into the ground, grinning. I lunge forward and grab Firestar's arm. Using gravity and the velocity of my run, I swing Firestar around once and let go. His back slams into a tree.
Running quick enough, I catch him by the throat, his gasp of pain painting a wide, crooked smile across my face.
"How about that, huh?. . I finally caught up to you, you weak pathetic being," I snarl in his face. "I'm going to be so. . happy once you are gone because once you are, I won't have to look at the idiot who caused my bane of existence anymore. . ."
"I-I didn't though-" Firestar sputters, his hands trying to rip mine off, but his attempt remains fruitless.
"You're lies sicken me. . ." I growl, my lips curling into a sneer as my dark, soulless eyes bore into his bright, childish ones.
"DarkIce. . you-you know you can be happy. You can start a new life- You don't have to do this," he says, his breaths starting to come out in small gasps as my grip tightens.
I can feel the rage build up inside me, heat that I rarely ever feel spreads across my body, at his words.
"You. . don't know ANYTHING! And now. . . you will finally die. ." I yell at him. I turn my head slightly down and to the right, my right hand reaching into the inside of my cloak. I pull out a small dagger; a parrying dagger.
Firestar's eyes widened and his struggle becomes slightly more frantic.
I poise the dagger to his neck, my veins boiling with violent anger, ready to strike.
Then, a familiar, dreaded feeling washes over me.
A second wave overwhelms me with pain, and red, blue, and green lights flash over my vision.
I drop the dagger and Firestar, staggering backward.
"No. . not again. . ." I mutter, my breaths coming out ragged.
I can hear Firestar coughing and gasping for air and I want to get up and beat him senseless, get rid of him.
Another wave of pain hits me, making me drop to my knees as I yell out for a short, unblissful moment. I look down at my hands that glitch in red, blue, and green colors, the same colors that my vision bombards me with. They move in different parts and sections in clean cuts and vibrate to an unknown frequency. The colors grow brighter, forcing me to close my eyes as the pain becomes unbearable.
I feel a swish of unwelcome wind collapse around me.
I open my eyes, my hands now trembling. A dark forest now surrounded me, casting devilish shadows down in an attempt to kill off the light.
The pain continues to hammer my body and mind, making it impossible to complain about the fact that I missed yet another chance to kill off my enemy. I sit there for a moment, gathering up a pitiful amount of strength to drag myself to a nearby tree. I rest, my nerves shot, pulsing in unending waves of anguish and misery.
All I can think about is wishing and begging for it to stop. . .