"The cunning warrior attacks neither the body or the mind...." The Master raged at her.

"What do you mean?" As she cowered, hoping the whip would not find her.

"The heart; Becca! FIRST YOU ATTACK THEIR HEART!" Said between beatings since she had missed her Mark.

Such was her life....till she was shown another way to live.

 

Malachai Swan

"Why don't you pick on a real warrior instead of this heart right here." He quickly steps in and catches the whip as it is about to strike. "Cause clearly you are attacking the body and the mind of this one."

 

This had to be a dream. Had to be. Becca had never had anyone step in for her when she was younger...and younger she was, for she was still in a Masters care, being taught what would become her trade for the next 26 years of her life....before her mother died and she learned of her father's existence and went looking for him. But this person...acted like he knew her. Yet she had never seen him before in her life! Who was he? Did it matter? For her Master seemed terrified of him and fled!

 

"Power is given to those who stand up for it, and you have that power." He keeps the whip held in his hands and begins to walk to the fleeing master." Go rest while I teach this one a lesson."

 

"Wait!" She called out and grabbed hold of his arm. "Who are you?" She asked, curious. Daring to be bold and touch when all her life she had been taught...never touch one of higher rank, never look them in the eye. But there was something different about this male. He...protected her. Why?

 

Hearing her words but doesn't turn and keeps his eyes facing down the hall. "I am nothing but a traveler, by the time I leave here no memory of me will remain but what I have said about your power will remain." He moves from her. "Now go, you will not want to see what happens next "

 

She turned to head back to her cell and curled up in a small ball. Why would someone now step in to save her? When she had known nothing but fear and pain her entire life? She didnt know...but for once, she slipped into dreams without fear.

 

She would not remember him or who he was but that was fine for him he would see her much later in her life, he was an immortal and that gave him plenty of time. The job was done and she would grow strong after this.

 

Many years passed and it took her eons to find that place within her life where she was most settled. Most happy. It had been a very hard road, from Master, to losing her mother, to losing a loved one and now to finding her own place to call home. But always, deep inside, she wondered. What had happened to cause such a shift within her life? The last Master she had ever had, had disappeared one night...setting her and her mother adrift. And once her mother was dead, it had set Becca adrift. To find her own way.....