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 Posted: Wed Apr 08, 2020 9:04 am
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2020 6:42 pm
Quote: Kani has for a long time now, ignored a lot of the feels she had when she came to Kahikina. Now having children, Kanika feels the need to protect them from all dangers. She faces a familiar yet unwelcomed face and is forced to recognize that killing her would not heal the wounds of what happened back on Yael.
Kanika went in the early hours of the morning so she could be back home before the children woke up, Pyrrha knew, she’d told her of course, but she didn’t want them knowing. Didn’t want them to worry.
And then one morning, which seemed like any other morning in her routine, what she knew may someday happen, did happen. Kanika had taken her usual path, the branches now parted to make way for her. At first she had not chosen a path the others walked, if anyone was even remotely smart enough, they would simply watch and know when and where to strike when no one was around. At least, that’s how Kanika saw it and her sister back on Yael would know this too. There could not be too many precautions made even after so many years.
Kanika spotted her before the other did. The Elaria was bent down examining something on the ground, possibly tracking but Kanika didn’t know or care. Her eyes had locked onto that figure and her hands had gone to her blade. Her anger flared, bubbling up from an old wound she still carried. She didn’t know if time would ever close it, but this offense only poked at it’s tender flesh. Kanika narrowed her eyes and mapped out the area with a quick glance, she needed to get the advantage by getting behind her. Once she’d charted her path, Kanika made the silent slow movements to get behind her target.
Only when Kanika placed her blades on the foreign Elaria’s shoulder did she completely freeze.
“You’re not welcomed here.” Kanika kept her eyes on her figure, any movement and she would remove her head.
“Take it easy now,” She said, slowly raising her hands away from her weapons.
“You’re very far from home.” Kanika used her other blade to push into her back to keep distance between them.
“It’s nice to hear from you Kanika, but I am not the only one who is far from home.” Now she was standing and was slowly turning around to face Kanika.
“I should remove your head where you stand Jiarea.” Kanika spat angrily.
“Tsk tsk, that’s not how you greet an old friend.” Jiarea smiled.
Kanika was almost shaking with anger now, yes this Elaria had been a friend once. But now she was an enemy, she posed a danger to her family, girlfriend, and children. She dug her sword into her shoulder, cutting the fabric and biting into the flesh beneath. Jiarea winced. She had to kill her, she needed to protect what was precious to her or it would be taken away. She wanted revenge for everything that had happened and all the judgement they had faced before leaving. KIlling Jiarea would surely be the salvation to put fire to the wound she’d been carrying.
“You’re going back to your home.”
A small part of Kanika knew that killing her wouldn’t bring the relief she sought after. She didn’t want to lead a life of bloodshed. No, the wound would require time to heal and not violence. She and she alone would be the only one able to fix that by dealing with her emotions in a constructive way. Kanika removed her blades and grabbed Jiarea’s hands, tying them together and then shoving her from where she thought she’d come from. She was going to send her back home and hopefully never see her again.
“How have you enjoyed life with the thieves? It seems to have bid you well.” Jiarea glanced back at her but Kanika shoved her further.
“How has peace felt? Doesn’t seem to suit you if you’re here.” Kanika grit her teeth, always looking for trouble or a fight. Surely this would come back to bite her in the future. If she killed her now however... No, she was going to stick to her decision.
“Ah you know, fine as always.” Though Kani knew it for the lie it was, the boredom in her voice was hard to miss.
“Have any children been born with from the stolen trees seeds?”
Kanika did not bother answering, she could feel that rising anger again. Her hand was grasped around the handle of her blade so tightly she knew her knuckles were probably white. She wanted to protect her children and every bone in her body was telling her to kill Jiarea for that very reason, but it wasn’t right. So she did nothing but simmer and stew in her emotions for the time being.
The silence followed them until they reached the tiny boat, Kanika shoved Jirea in but did not untie her.
“You’re going to need to help me out here.”
“I don’t have to do anything for you and I don’t ever want to catch you or anyone else from Yael back here. If not I will take your life and I will find those who are precious to you and do the same. I hope you heed this warning.”
And without a second though, Kanika grabbed one of Jiarea’s small knives and stabbed her right in the side. The Elaria cried out, bending over and gasping as she stared at the knife in her side.
“And that’s my help.” Kanika placed a foot on the front of the boot and shoved at it with everything she had. Jiarea would be able to untie herself with the knife she’d stuck in her ribs. Kanika stood back as the boat drifted back to sea with the waves, and chuckled. Stabbing her wouldn’t help the wounds but it sure had felt nice at the moment.
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