The suns glowed brightly, two smaller ones skipped around their orange mother leaving trails pf yellows and reds. Stall vendors set up their shops, persuading young ones with shiny jewels or delicious candies. Blue grass grew tall and waved in cool summer wind. Johnathin was siting in the yard with his father and watched his wife and son behind purple bushes. On the other side of the yard was Jen and Ruby, today Ruby finally persuaded his mother to train him. something was unsettling about her now... The way she stood, so perfectly straight, her head looking down at the grass causing shadows to form instead of sapphire eyes. Jen was staring at Ruby, he could feel it, his hairs running down his back stood up, his tail tucked itself between his legs. Jen stared at Ruby now, those eyes, those cold expressionless sapphire eyes. Why so cold, Ruby never seen his mother's eyes be so gruesome, Jen finally blinked and began to talk, " Now, fight me. Imagine me as your enemy and strike." Ruby cocked his head in confusion " I thought I was supposed to be trained frist, I-" " What's the point of teaching you what you already know, how you attack me tells me how you learn. I'm teaching you the same way I was tought... except no physical punishments." Jen seemed to space out remembering her past, now was Ruby's time to strike! He dashed towards her, aiming for her right hip with his wooden sword. Jen moved to the left and pushed on Ruby's back. He fell on his stomach, believing she had Victory Jen walk closer to her son comma Ruby felt his mind go blank he no longer saw his mother. He saw blood everywhere even on the woman in front of him. The woman's eyes were soft but greater than rain comma her smile that's a nice smile... silver teeth from one ear to half of the other cheek. Her hands shook as she Rose her right arm, a Blaine's that seems to mimic the claws of forever burning flames. A blade that was thought to be forever extinct does know about the kill him, he had to move but something was stopping him. Hands felt tied down and something was forcing him to the ground. A woman and blood just stared at him as if Baird at the ground. The grass no longer smell blood but a fresh air, a whole things open in the ground and Ruby could now see the real world... but not through his eyes. He could feel the fear rush through the empty mind if he saw himself into the ground twitching, wiggling, his mouth using cross and a little blood. Jen, who had Ruby pinned, begin to pant, her body shook, but she didn't lose her grip as she examined her boy. " in all my life I've never seen anyone, not even Jen tick like this-" the voice of Jonathan, Ruby's father, was cut off by Ruby's own thoughts. He began to seep into his own body with each thought; ticked?! Is this what someone who fears nothing in Battlefield feels? His vision was blurry, his muscles twitch, groaning and moaning about their pain. It hurt to breathe his lungs felt so empty, each breath felt like shattered glass piercing, ripping him from the inside out. The last thing Ruby could remember was sleeping sleeping on a medical bed. The gentle waves of the waterbed seemed to soothe his spirit and wash the day away. He woke up to Silver Stars absorbing the orange Sunrise. The hair of his mother hung in a look of Dishonor, although her body shook with despair.