Marcel and his guys drag me out of the bar and into an alley. One of his guys throws me onto the ground and I roll onto my side. I glance up at Marcel a sly smile tugging at his lips as his brown eyes stare down at me. I brace myself for what's about to happen. In a blink of a second a punch lands straight across my temple shooting pain straight into my body. I grit my teeth tightly waiting for the next blow to take place.

This time I take a hit in the gut. I lean over my head hanging down. The next blow comes against my cheek, and then across my left temple I can begin to feel blood running down my face. I kneel in front of them my head hanging low again. I look up at them wincing in pain but this time not removing my eyes off of them. Do they really think they can break me?

I've faced humans they couldn't even imagine, vampires, werewolf's, and some of the most powerful witches to ever exist. Of course in most of these battles I came up injured, a few bruises, cuts, and maybe even a broken bone or two. One of Marcel's guys, Diego I assume goes to take another hit but before he can I grab ahold of it twisting it to the left. He lets out a blood curling scream as I continue to twist his hand. After I know it's broken I let go in a flash, briskly standing on my feet my.

Diego face turns and he goes to attack me. In a flash I have him on the ground my foot on his throat. I apply pressure every second one of Marcel's guys step forward. My body is flooding with anger and rage. Marcel waves his hands up in the air triggering them to stop moving towards us. Diego lets out a soft whimper, I push my whole foot onto his neck, glaring at Marcel.

Before I can break his neck Marcel stops me.

"Okay, okay." Marcel pleads, "You win, just please let him go."

I cock my head to the side before glancing down at Diego. "A vampire backing down from a fight? Very interesting turn of events I must say."

"You win, let him go." Marcel orders.

I grin at his order. I release Diego from my foot. He climbs to his feet before rushing over to Marcel.

"Marcel I applaud you, I will give you that." I notoriously answer my pride growing stronger at Marcel's defeat. "It's hard to back down from a fight... even if it's one that you started. I should know I use to do it all the time back during the Revolutionary War in France. My brothers would have to tear me away, I could never back down from a fight."

"Especially when it comes to a friend, a family member, your community. I know what it's like to lose something... someone you were close to."

Flashback

"Elias," Aden yells from a couple of feet away.

I smirk at the 6 foot guy that stands in front of me. He's built like a brick but nothing that I couldn't handle after all I faced vampires and other supernatural creatures like werewolf's and witches. He goes to take a swing but I'm too fast I swing at his face making contact with his noes. There's aloud crack and blood begins to gush down his face. I take another swing this time right in his gut, I give him another whack not really giving him the chance to fight back.

"Elias," Aden's tone coming out viscously, "he's had enough come on let's get you home."

"I don't think he has." I smugly reply.

I let him take a hit, his knuckles cracking me in the jaw bone. I stumble back an amuse look upon my face. He hits like a girl. I run at him tackling him onto the table. The table comes crashing down, glass shattering, and people yelling in fear. I get on top of him, my fist wailing into his face. As we continue to fight people still are yelling trying to brake the fight up.

"Elias!" Aden yells pulling me off of the man that lays defeated on the ground.

I stumble back into him. I wipe the blood from my face. I turn to look at Aden and the rest of my group stare blankly at me like this is something I've never done in my life. And I haven't, I just needed to after what happen to Ashby he was my friend. And in a flash he was gone, besides Aden he's the one I would go to if I ever needed to talk about anything, about my father.

"Elias, it's okay to be sad." Aden whispers walking towards me, "Ashby wouldn't want this for you."

"It's not okay to be sad! Because being sad shows that your weak, and I cannot be weak!" I shout my body full of different emotions.

"Ashby's dead. He died for nothing!" I shout, moving pass them and heading towards the exit.

"Elias!" Aden yells after me but I don't bother to turn around.

We fight for our friends, our family, our community. And none if that happen Ashby died for knowing a vampire. That should have been me up there taking his place. But it wasn't.

End Of Flashback

"Do not test me again Marcel. Next time I would be as gentle!" I claim walking past him.

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A/N- So sorry for updating so late I've been so busy trying to register for college and get ready to finish my senior year if High school please don't hate me. And I'm sorry for it being so short but I do hope you guys enjoy! Dedicated to @Worldpeace1518