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I walked in slowly and I looked at the others inside, their gazes were taking my body and as I stepped into a stall I watched a few as their eyes widened, they looked away quickly as they stared at me. Seeing the scars, bruises , cuts, everything that’s tainted my body. The only thing still safe from damage being my face.
“ What’s wrong with that one?”
I could hear the whispers as they looked at me and walked along. Stop it, just talk instead of doing these things.
They didn’t even bother to look at anything under my stall. Others were being picked up and taken away, because they looked nicer. We are fighting tools, lovers, protectors, anything you want really. Once you have the key you gain full control, it’s only our emotions that you don’t, we can fight off the master's orders, and I've broken a few of my masters because i fought back so hard. It’s all mentally, so they have to be strong in their state of mind. I am not like the others, I attack with so much power that most can’t fight back. Though I have so many cuts because I do not bother with a weapon. As long as you are inside my circle you are being broken cell by cell. It’s not rapid enough for them to die once they step inside, but it’s enough to give them ten seconds. And the circle is six feet from me. Ten seconds is enough to land a hit. I heal fast but it scars up, it takes a year or two before the scar will leave. People don’t like me because of the scars, they don’t bother looking at your stats here.
I looked at each person that walked up interested. I want a master that can control me. I hold my own key, I won't fight as long as you give me what I need. I looked at each man and woman. They break eye contact quickly and turn away going somewhere else. I watched as a father turned to a crying girl. She had fallen and cut herself up. He raised a hand but immediately stopped as he looked at me. I was now in front of her glaring at the man.
“ You would hurt a child?”
He sneered at me and his gun was out quickly. He called for a guard to get my key as I smiled.
“ You haven’t answered my question.”
He shot as I stood there and watched him. The bullet was nothing as it slid off my skin, like oil. I stared at him, boring into his eyes as he screamed in pain and backed away.
“ No, I wouldn't hurt a child!! Just stop!”
“ STOP.”