P.o.v:
Shay

I wake to warm sunlight. I had forgotten we were on the other side of the fence, Azeel and I. Last night the ground blazed like ghosts rising from the depths of the nameless world. Screams tore at the air. Azeel cried. She hasn't known any other life then the one Master has given her. Pore girl.

We traveled in the night, mainly to get away from the heat, and gain ground away from the empire Master has built. I wish I knew his name! Master is so stupid! Only an eragent fool would call himself master. At some point we stop and rest. I fell asleep at sunrise. Azeel, about midnight. Speaking of which, where is she?

I look around. Odd, she's not here. A faint scream propels me to my feet and run. A while longer she screams again. Thanks to Musty I dodged the opsticals of this forest with ease. Azeel's screams guide me to her.

The thick trunks and large roots conceal the army slowly advancing. The screaming stop and I look up. Large men wait in the tree tops, Azeel dangling from her limbs. Beaten and bleeding. Large gashes rake her arms. A white rage fills every fiber of my being. Gliding to the perches of the men I knock them down one by one. Twirling in the air to catch my child.

The men now angry race to catch me. Jumping from branch to branch, running along the large stocks gave me a good view of the great mass after us. What looked like the leader roared, "Shadow!". Pointing at me. "I'm coming for you, and that wench too!". How dare he!?  The white rage boiled over. Suddenly going faster then wanted.

Running right past his face I stop. Kneeling low to which he says, "Finally you bow to me!". A hiss leaves my lips and snake from his grasp. The thunder of running feet trail behind me as I flee. My path soon blocked by a hulking tree. I dash inside. Suddenly weak. What happened? Breathing heavy I bend down. Azeel still in my arms. Completely surrounded by tree. "You can't hide forever!". The leader screamed. They don't know. They didn't see. But how?

My breathing becomes rash, I bend over in pain. Laying Azeel on the floor. Oh! Blackness. Thick blackness evade me. That voice, that hard, husky voice growling a name. My eyes see a scared masculine face lit by a strange light. His crooked teeth glissen with hate. "You will be mine." He says. "And every man I meet." I spit in his face. He growls and roars, punchs a blow to my eye. "I'll show you spit, whore!" The binding on my wrists tighten and unspeakable pain.

The awful vision leaves. Azeel whispers, "Memory."  "What?" I get closer. "A memory." She says a little louder. Great. We are being hunted and I'm remembering!? Perfect. "Walk through trees." She says. I pick her up and most of my energy leaves. Her wounds heal and she stands up right. "Sorry." With a touch I have it back. "Don't do that again." I whisper.

With a nod we leave the tree. We sneak past a few men before a howl let's every one know our spot. We make a run for it. A man advances and grabs her newly healed arm. I wrench her free and fling her a head. Landing a sickening crunch to his thoat. Men swivel out of the way as he fell and take his place. I run ahead and kick a man in the gut, and punching his jaw in the same move. Grabbing Azeel I flip her onto my back and leap over a cluster of men in front of us.

The land suddenly drops and I skirt to a stop just barely making it. Some of the men don't, and run right off the edge. The rest stop. A large man shoulders his way to the front. The leader smirks. "I finally have you where I want you." His hard husky voice  booms. His crooked teeth shine in the noon light. "Jock." The name spit from my mouth. He laughed. " You remember me. I was told you had domemtia." He got closer. Azeel stepped between us. "And you let a child fight for you." I smiled. The sweat on her exposed neck told me what she was about to do.

Her green flame burst out in a rush grasping the monster freezing him in place. His men stepped back. "You will pay for what you did." She said to him though clenched teeth. Never have I seen such controlled anger.  It soon hit me what that memory was. This man raped me. The sudden blow made a fierce white rage come out of my hand. The green left him as my light crushed him and threw him over the side.

His men roared a battle cry and attacked. Azeel and I both burst into bodies of light. Her peridot green, and my white. The feeling of endless energy surged my vains. The power I wield killed so many men. Some I knew. Broke bones like twigs, lifted large massed like a pebble. I even summoned the trees and vines bent to my will. Men fell at my hand. Their blood ran rivers down the edge.

After tossing a huge group over the edge a sharp pain pierced  my back. The white strength left me. Crumbling to the ground. Another pain shattering my collar bone. I look around. A large mass has gathered around into their worst motives. AZEEL!?

Why can't I move? My limbs are frozen in place. The pain from my memory comes in full force, but this time it feels fresh. What are they doing? Soon I'm surrended. Now I know. They beat me. Kicked, punched, and I soon learned toying is a favorite.

When I was gagged, and in torn clothes something happened. The world turned green and all the men fell dead. Azeel lay in the mass. I stumbled over to her and hold her shaking broken body. Her clothes were torn, and bloody, she was torn and bloody. The paleness of death slowly crept into her face as she bled in my arms. Gasping and coughing. Her lips quivered at movement. I lift her to my ear and hear her final words, "Agrumar ... Master .... Mom." I whimper a small cry and pet her head.

"Agrumar ... Master ... Mom." she said one last time with her last breath lingering on my ear. 

All I can do is scream and clutch her lifeless body to mine. I scream.