The Weak And Helpless (Yona of the dawn)

My hands continued to tremble as I stared at the bandit. "I'm not weak!" I barked. "If your not weak, why am I alive?!" Questioned the bleeding bandit as he held his side.

"If I'm so weak, why are you bleeding?" I argued back. "This is nothing." He taunted. I gritted my teeth and walked over to him and slashed his chest.

"Aaaaaaa" he cried out in pain. I jabbed at his shin. He fell to his knees. I bent down and looked him straight in the eyes, my blood was boiling hot with anger. "I might be weak, but I've grown stronger then the last time you saw me. I won't let you hurt my family ever again." I growled to him. Fear crossed his face as he watched me clutch my dagger, he put on a smirk trying to act like this was nothing.

"Family? Ha! Broken Glass, you know better then that. The only family you had I killed." He snarled. I twirled the dagger in my hands, letting a menacing silence follow. "You might of killed my father. You might of caused my heart to shatter. You might of killed my only blood relative, but you didn't kill my family. And I won't let you!" I disagreed.

I aimed the blade of my dagger at his heart. "You wouldn't!" The bandit accused. "You wanna test your luck?" I threaten. His eyes widened. "You have two choices you could die believing that I'm bluffing or you can get up and go away!" I command. The bandit slowly gets up clutching his side still and fled, shifting his legs as he stumbles forward.

Once he was out of sight I drop my yellow dagger, my knees buckled and I fall to the group. I noticed that Gija and Hak had just finished battling and had joined Yun and Yona in staring at me speechlessly.

Hak walked up to me and ruffled my hair."Good job kid'O, you did great!" He encouraged as I sat there motionless. He crouched down next to me and look at my face now slightly concerned.

I didn't look at him I stared off into the forest. I really would of killed him. I was willing to do it.. "May?" Gija calls, I snap out of my trance and look at the worried dragon.

"I'm.....fine.." I assured. Stumbling to my feet. "May, was what he said about your heart true?" Yun asks walking over to me looking me in the eyes.

"What's wrong with her heart?" Hak asked curiously examining me as if he could see what was wrong. "The bandit said that May's heart beat isn't normal. That it sounds like shattering glass." Yun explained looking between Gija and Hak. Yun looked back to me "He also called you Glass Heart. Why? How did he know about your heart beat?" Yun continued to interrogate.

Tears pooled in my eyes and flowed down my cheeks as I looked into everyone's eyes. "Yes, it's true. My heart use to be normal but after they killed my father it changed. I don't know how or why it happened though. That bandit knew about me because he had tried to sell me and checked my health to find what prince he would start the bidding for me at and discovered it. Yona knows this." I cried wiping away tears.

"I was going to tell you, I promise, but I didn't really know how to. How do I mention something like that in a normal conversation?" I continued. Yona walked over to me and hugged me. I stopped crying.

A hug? I hadn't felt someone embrace me like this since I was young. When I would be bullied by the kids in the village and father would tell me that I was perfect and that they were just jealous.

I soaked in the warmth of the hug, but it quickly ended. I wiped away a single tear that was sliding down my cheek. "W-We should get going." I mumbled quietly. I heard Hak grab my yellow dragon dagger. He handed it to me. "Thanks." I uttered. Gija noticed the other daggers

"Are those daggers based off the creation myth?" He asks walking over to examine the daggers around my waist. "Yea, there's even a dagger based off you. My father made it for me." I confirmed putting away my yellow dagger and showing him the white one.

Gija examined the dagger closely. "Your father must of had great craftsmanship." Gija noted. I nod my head. "He taught me, here I made this one myself." I said. Pulling out my green dagger and handing it to me. Gija returned the white dagger, now examining the green one.

"Your craftsmanship is pretty amazing!" Gija praised. I blushed, "I'm not that good, the dragon was welded on by someone else I just used the mold to make the dagger. And my painting isn't that great." I rambled embarrassed at the compliment. Hak walkes over. "Let me see." He demanded taking the dagger from Gija and looking over it himself.

"You really are good, May. You're great at this considering your age." Hak says agreeing with Gija. My face turns from a small blush to a dark red. "I-I-It's nothing! It was a gift to father, that's all!" I said marching away "Lets go, we're losing daylight!"