Bubbling rage

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Kara Everything felt so different as I was walking down the familiar forest path. It was like I was buzzing, everything felt so alive and bright, like putting on glasses for the first time... or maybe taking off sunglasses for the first time. I could feel everything around me, the air, the trees... all of their energies were at the tips of my fingers. My heart was beating so fast that I could barely concentrate on a plan for what I was going to do once I got to the covent... all the energy was so distracting, that I almost fell a few times tripping over my own feet. Shit, I have to concentrate. By now everyone at the convent will have figured out what I did, and they will all be searching for me... they will all be on high alert. This will make sneaking in difficult. But at the same time, I highly doubt that anyone would expect me to return and break in again because that would be stupid. I forced myself to take a few deep breaths as I raised my hand to slap my own cheek not so gently. The shape pain on my cheek made me concentrate for a moment and I felt a bit of clarity. So I guess energy overload is quite similar to emotional one. A few deep breaths later I was finally able to concentrate. Tobias is the one that I have to thank for learning this trick. Sure he always did it because he lost his patience with me and was not able to control my emotional outbreaks, or me in general so he would resort to violence. I still remember the first time he struck me and how shocked I was about it. No one had ever hit me like that before and I was stunned to react in any way other than stare at him shocked. That was the first time I realized that I had to fear for my life with him... and I guess that fear was showing in my eyes and it turned him on because after that hurting and threatening me has become his favorite thing to do. The first three years were horrible. Each day was filled with torture and pain... and fear... so much fear... But after three years of living hell, something snapped at me one day when I was curled up crying after yet another time he had beat me up and used me so badly that I could not get up from the floor where he left me. Something snapped in me and I no longer felt the pain, it was like everything went numb and it was like that ever since then... it took another two years for me to start searching for a way to break the freaking bond he placed on me on my sixteenth birthday. It took me almost another year to find the demon book that led me to today. After two more deep breaths, I started walking again, but this time a lot more concentrated on the task at hand. Sure my whole body still vibrated from the new levels of energy that were flowing through me and I had no idea how to channel or use this energy. Right now none of that matters... the only thing that matters is getting that book. There is no way in hell that I would ever go back to living how I did before. To be just a freaking punching back and entertainment for Tobias... Especially now that I felt my true power. With new focus and determination, I made my way to the edge of the village, I pulled on the hood of my cloak and made my way to the centre of the village where the main church was located. It was an old building the founders of the convent built the whole village around. Every evening there were ceremonies and rituals held there, but I was never allowed to join, because I was too weak or a witch... there is also a fact that most of the time I was too beaten up or unconscious to join. Everyone in the convent hated me for not joining the secret ceremony and Tobias told everyone that I was the one refusing to join him and not the other way around, that he locked me in his house before leaving. So everyone at the convent saw him as the good guy, a great part of the community and a good husband, and me as the useless wife that he was so kind for keeping. No one ever saw the need to keep this information for themselves and they made their opinions known by spitting out their hatred for me every time they saw me in the streets. So after a while, I just stopped walking or going outside during the day time. This made my research a lot more difficult because I had to do it in the early hours of the morning while Tobias was asleep just as the rest of the covent. With my head held low I made my way through the village and I was not topped not even for a moment. Carefully I looked around as I passed by a few of the members, but everyone looked completely normal and calm, which was not something I was expecting. Everything looked normal, there was no one rushing or something... So no one noticed that I stole the page of the book? Is that even possible? I shook my head, trying my best to push away any thoughts that were not helping me now as I took in the village around me in a new light. The first thing I noticed was that there the power levels that I once looked at with jealousy now felt like a pesky mosquito bite, it was nothing compared to me not to mention the demon I summoned a few moments ago. It took a lot of effort but I managed to cross the whole village without being spotted. I released a little breath I was holding as I finally reached the church, it was full of people as the evening ceremony had started guessing by the sounds coming from it. This is going to make my job that much harder and easier. It was harder because it was full of people, but at the same time, it was going to be easier to slip in without getting noticed. The moment I stepped into the church I felt tingles on my skin as the energy was surging through the air as the ceremony was in full swing. For a moment, I got distracted by them praying because the energy levels here were crazy. I had to even slap myself again to stop myself from getting sucked in. To no surprise, the surge of pain helped me concentrate. Now comes the hard part and that was going to be to sneak into the priest's rooms to get the book for the daemon. A few deep breaths later I managed to reach the doors and open them. To my surprise, I managed to walk inside without getting spotted by anyone. Once inside I gave myself a moment to look around. everything looks just like I left it an hour ago. I'm sure that no one has walked into the since I was gone, but this is a good thing, now I can take care if the evidence before anyone caches on...not that I really care about that anymore, after today no one will ever see me again. I walked to the shelf that had the book... but it was now there... "You are looking for this?" The voice I hated more then anything else filled the room and I looked over my shoulder to see him holding the book in his hands.
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