Luna Warrior's Revenge

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. I raised my head and put my book on

the expression lurking behind his guarded mask. It was clear something major is about to go down and it big enough to spark some emotion from him. His oceanic dark blue eyes were clouded over and his full lips were pressed into a thin line. I immediately j

t might help me know what is goin

e eye contact when he passed; I was completely shut off. He would not even look in my directi

down the hall, I stopped and looked over my shoulder to take a quick glance at him jus

dors, I can recall the first days I step foot on this campus for it has been five grueling years out in the middle of Siberia. I was such a fool then. I was only 16 year’s old naive and clueless, thinking I was being sent to a boarding school for only a

nd life. With each attempt came greater punishments, ones designed to instill control and compliance. After a while, I stopped and accepted my reality. I no longer had the hopes of a child the dreams that my family will come, that I would get to go home, that it was a mistake. I stopped caring all together and just as each day passed, I lived. I changed to survive. Just like the land we trained on, my heart became frozen solid nothing penetrated the surface. My body was taught and

my Master’s office. Just as my arm was about to reach the door his

he only person we share any sign of respect to is our Master. Warriors will not bow before any other, he is our life line. He is the only being that can control us. His orders are followed without question…he is Master. Outside of us everyone is seen as only as targets. We can interact lik

I have been here. He reeked of fear and nerves but I paid him no mind. I could kill him before he ever twitched in either of our directions. Master has my full attention when I am in his presences. He earned the respect and obedience from us all

6’6” and built with a body of a wrestler with the agility of track star. Nobody knows his exact age and it doesn’t matter, he is the reason we are here. His presence alone makes the strongest shake with just a stair, to challenge him means death. There is nothing that has occu