Try Me || Tom {blitz}

The axe leaves her hand, a glint of metal flying through the air. I lean back, recovering from the follow through and putting my weight into the throw. A loud noise signals the axe plunging deep into the target just a few yards away from me. A grimace spreads over my face as I stare it. Just an inch away from bullseye. I'm close, but not close enough. I imagine the bullseye as Damon's smug face. I'm just so close. I can hear him laughing at me now, my death ringing through the house along with his joy.

I won't let that happen. I won't let him be happy. I'm going to win, come home, and he will be my first kill with a crown on my head.

I stride over, reaching out and wrenching the axe out of the target. I stare at it for a moment, the sharp blade glinting in the light, the wooden hilt familiar in my hand. I have to do better. I flip it once, the blade spinning through the air as I toss it upwards, and I grab it by it's hilt as the rotation carriers it back to my hand as it falls.

Then I walk back to my throwing area and set my eyes on the target, readying the blade in my hands. That's when I sense the presence by me, the breaths making slight noises in the air.

"Stand back unless you want me to throw this through your head instead of the target." I say coolly, my eyes remaining set on the target, my face steadfast.


Tom