Chapter 2

It was made of planks, the ceiling was made of palm leaves. The ground outside was wet. I wondered if it had rained during the time I was unconscious. When I looked ahead, I immediately saw the hill. a few steps to see if someone was around, I didn't want to run into anyone else during this journey that I was doing.

I started to climb that huge mountain and I soon realized why few people had the courage to climb this hill. It was one of the highest that was around here. But even so, I remained firm in my purpose. It took me three days to reach the top, but I arrived at my destiny.

There was what I was looking for. The Hill of the Moon martial arts school.

I spoke with one of the masters who accepted me willingly, because I omitted my real goal to learn to fight.

Seven years was the length of my training. When I was ready to leave, Jensen, a friend I made there and who I thought was impossible for him to look at me the same way I looked at him, confessed his feelings to me and I gave up leaving to be with him. reason for happiness in my life that had been only sadness during those years. I saw it as the love of my life.

It was the biggest mistake I could make at that time.

Our relationship didn't last long, just five months, but it was long enough for him to do everything bad for me.

He cheated on me, cursed me, but even so, I thought he would change. How silly I was.

Until one day, I caught him in my bed with another girl and that was the last straw for me.

I said everything that was kept in my heart that I had never said not to generate more fights between us and that I wanted to end. It was at that moment that he got angry and hit me. All these years of training I had were not enough to defend myself because I was in shock. I never thought he would be able to get to that point. But that wasn't the worst.

He hit me but kept me awake so I could see him taking advantage of me, taking advantage of my body while I didn't have the strength to resist.

It was then that I felt the same anger that I felt when I saw my parents being killed unjustly.

I felt a cold spreading all over my body. It was like ice running through my veins instead of blood. Suddenly, I felt an inexplicable force gathered all over my body where this "ice" had passed.

I pushed Jensen away from me without touching his body and saw his look of despair. Looking at myself in the mirror I saw, my hair that was black as darkness, now white as snow falling on the ground in a winter day; and my eyes, a blue that reminded the blue of a sunny day sky. I looked at my hands and saw a blue tint in them that glowed. I looked at Jensen again and the desperate expression had not left his face yet. The ice that flowed through my veins healed all my wounds and bruises he had made on my body. Before I left, I realized that snowflakes were coming out of my hands and my nails were a little bigger than before.

I went over to Jensen, he was huddled in the corner of the wall, he didn't dare say a word if he wants to or leave the room. Then I said:

- I think the time has come for you to pay for all the bad you did to me.

- What are you going to do with me\, honey? - he dared to ask me.

- Never call me sweetheart again. You don't even deserve to speak to me. - When I finished speaking\, I put my hand on his left chest and dug my nails\, which got bigger just as I thought I wanted them to stay. They touched his heart\, which stopped beating at the same moment and his blood started pouring out of the holes that my nails had left in his chest.

I put on a cape that had a hood and was long enough to cover my entire body and left martial arts school leaving everything behind and promising myself that no one else would hurt me.