Luna Warrior's Revenge

tead I packed and took a long hot shower and allowed the heat to bring some comfort to my physical body cau

nd sturdy boots. Once dressed I began combing my long black hair and with each stroke of the brush I recalled, that the time shortly after I arrived

ng me how very pretty I was with raven black hair and green eyes that look like emeralds. To me, Miri holds that ethnic appeal others crave. However, with all that we are I have come to no longer see true beauty for that no longer matters, the nee

her died while giving her birth and Miri has no clue what she looked like. As far back as Miri can recall she was starved and beaten daily. Her creator taught her how to steal and kill nothing else. She was a like a feral cat, in wolfs clothing. When still a child he would send her on missions to destroy all that she encountered without ever being seen. She was beaten and sexually abused daily. Her body was an object he abused into submission. When Master found them, he instantly pulled Miri behind him a

about their pasts and compare my history, in comparison, I feel as I am crying over a scratch as they all have savagely mangled but we all have a past and story to tell and a past to live beyond. That is what holds us together. Master gives us purpose and skills that allowed us to overcome our pasts and be something as we move towards a future. He has given us a choice and for that we are dedicated to him. We fi

Generally I cannot bear others hold but my team we have a way that surpasses all others. A movement of stiffness was replaced by comfort as she whispered to me p

s enough so that they no longer recognize me when I stand before them. My face has lost the soft features of the rounded face of a child along with the innocence it once held. Now my high cheekbones and jaw line has become more define as everything else has become fuller from head to toe. My lips are round and lush and I have a slim nose as well. Unfortunately, I still have the two things that are my constant reminders of my father the two things that I can never fully change, my eyes and hair. I have tried to die my hair to c

e as I took my last look over my shoulder and asked,

ehind you," answered Ivan. He was looking over my shoulde

Master to everybody, but

d out and passed me a container prior to directing me, "Jennifer take this pill, it will mask you scent." Without a moment of further explanation he continued and went to the car leaving me speechless in the hall. Without a word,

been a long time from our last meeting and boarding scho