VICTORIA'S POV
I don't want to admit it, but seeing her concerned filled eyes, I felt a bit touched.
Sighing loudly, I smirked before saying,
"Don't worry baby, I got this." I winked before I pulled my hairs right and with a jerk broke a branch from the tree that could be used to beat these guys who were making my night more worse than it already was.
As one of the n neared with that knife in hand, doing the mistake of delaying as the previous man had done, I lifted the stick in the air before wiping it with full force on his hand.
As the knife fell from his hand, I turned around before swinging the stick and hitting the second guy to make him drop his dagger that he had taken out from his jacket when I was hitting the first one.
I was about to turn around, when I felt a punch to my side, making stumble on my footing.
This made angry this ti. I hated being hit from behind the most.
Breaking the log in two, I looked at the guys with newfound anger, as I started countering their hits with the log while kicking their vital and weak points.
Giving the roundhouse kick to the second guy who was about to punch , I send him hitting the tree before I looked at the guy who looked at bit sacred now.
Looking into his sacred eyes, I wanted to spare him, but his next move of secretly taking out the small knife from his back pocket made angry. Punching the face twice, I kicked him straight on his nose bone.
His eyes rolled back in his head which was a clear indication that he was dead now.
'Welk it wasn't as easy as I was guessing.' I thought and was about to show off and boast about my fighting skills to Carla, however, before I could do that, I could see three more n running towards while screaming a scream of anger.
"You've got to be kidding !" I thought in my head as I took the fallen knives of the two-man that ca at earlier.
Taking a knife in each hand, I looked at them with a confident gaze. To be honest, today was the first ti I was feeling the soul of that confident girl from two years back inside .
This ti, I didn't wait for ten to co at , rather, I ran towards them with my knives. Well, technically they aren't mine, but you got the point.
Bending down I slid towards them while knifing two of them in their thighs.
I heard a shrill scream of agony from them before I turned around and stood again.
As one of them swung his knife towards , I bend down before turning around and knifing the person in the stomach. Kicking off the second person that was about to co at , I knifed the third person straight in the chest before he could plunge his knife at .
I looked at the only left man on the ground, as he started backing while he was down on the ground. The sight was truly pathetic, with my bloody hands and clothes, but these guys left no choice but to turn into this monster.
I was about to swing and plunge my knife into the chest of this person, but before I could do that, he whistled loudly.
I looked at him confused, not knowing why he did that. Shaking my head to cancel every second thought I was getting to spare him, I plunged my knife in the side of his neck, and stream blood started oozing out.
Looking at my bloody hands, I wiped them on the nearby tree leaves, because let us be honest, the sll of blood is grueso.
I know what you guys are thinking. You probably might be thinking I am so kind of weird psychotic murderer. I won't refute it either.
I was taught to save myself at any cost from any evil thing, even if that cos at the cost of killing soone, from a very young age. This wasn't my first killing either.
I have been attacked like this at my ho back in New York too.
Maybe that was also because I was the daughter of the strongest witch clan princess in the world. They might've co to know about , about my telepathic powers, and that's why they tried to hurt .
Though, I won't deny that my adoptive parents had beco too protective of at that ti. I guess, they also knew the truth about my species and what it ant to be existence.
My father even bought a pistol, and I still rembered how he had urged to get well versed with all kind of ammunition.
At that ti I thought he was going crazy with his overprotective feeling, but now that I think about it, it looks like I will be using those skills quite a lot from now on that I know the truth about myself.
I stood ready to exit the forest before so other person cos trying to kill , however, I was in for a bigger surprise.
I looked up and noticed around 15-20 n running towards with the killing intent while crying a war cry as if they were hell-bent on the idea of ending today.
I won't be able to fight them I know. Winning over all of them was a far cry. Besides I can't even use my powers.
Wait! My grandma did say to use the powers only when it's a life and death situation.
It's a life and death situation, isn't it? I will die at their hands today if I don't kill them first, no?
I hated to admit but I was feeling scared for real. I don't want to die like this. I haven't even tell Alexander that I loved him. I was yet to be rejected by him if he didn't like . I am yet to be in a serious relationship.
I haven't even had a nightstand with anyone!
I haven't even tried the strongest alcohol in the world.
"There are soo many things I am yet to try. I can't die like this. No, I won't allow it." I thought as a newfound determination pounded in my heart.
I was busy thinking about whether should I use my powers or not when suddenly I saw one of them almost close to .
As I looked at him plunging his knife at , I kicked him away, making him hit the tree. However, before I could turn around and fight back the second person, soone hit with a log on my back that made lose my balance as I fell on the ground feeling a bit dizzy.
I looked up with my blurry vision and saw one of them plunging his knife at .
Caught off guard, I sat with my knees closed as I raised my hands in front of my face to protect myself, however, the hit never ca.
Before I could open my eyes to see why I wasn't hit, I heard a scream filled with agony, as I was engulfed in a familiar scent.
"Alexander?" I whispered feeling a little bit secure in his arms.
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