I'm doing it for real this year! The topic? Well, I'm sort of still working on that. Basically, it's about a heroine whose powers lie in the manipulation of basic laws of physics (i.e. Newton's Laws).
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Blackness jarred by violent bursts of light. Each one creating larger fissures in the quiet sanctuary. The blackness stretched to cover the gaps that each pulse created until it could no longer bridge the chasm. A loud tearing sound ripped the blackness apart and threw its occupant into an explosion of color. And color, in this world, meant pain.
Desperate to escape the feeling of anger fueled knuckles digging into her body, Akara tried to force her mind to return to that distant place where feeling could not exist, but it could not. Hot tears, broken pleas, saliva and blood mixed in an ancient concoction of misery.
He had lost control again. Yet, in this moment, neither one of them considered his inevitable apology or the fact that he never meant to do the things he did. All they could see if the flare of his rage and the reactive bursts of pain that exploded over her skin. The overlap of bruises created an artificial tapestry over butterscotch skin, documenting regrets as well as any tattoo.
Akara's brain clung to whatever vestiges of sanity had survived the most recent attack, collecting those pieces for what little protection they could provide. Her breath, ever weakening, told the tale of her pain and, blow after blow, sang as a testament to her sacrifice.
It was not the first beating. Not the worst beating. But Akara swore to herself that it would be the last.
One fist followed another until, as with the first burst of life in an engine, a something burst inside Akara. Power long contained flowed from ancient storehouses, only multiplying in intensity once released from its prison. The being within Akara awoke to defend its temple, roaring defiance at all who would seek to destroy it. The small apartment that had once confined Akara's life to a barely livable space had ceased to exist, consumed in the flames of the unnatural flame that began to consume all that was temporal.
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