{"id":6512,"date":"2014-08-03T18:21:09","date_gmt":"2014-08-03T18:21:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/08\/03\/dont-you-touch-him-summer-runs-down-the-alley-3\/"},"modified":"2014-08-03T18:21:09","modified_gmt":"2014-08-03T18:21:09","slug":"dont-you-touch-him-summer-runs-down-the-alley-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/08\/03\/dont-you-touch-him-summer-runs-down-the-alley-3\/","title":{"rendered":"“Don’t you touch him!” Summer runs down the alley, not even stopping to think about what she’s doing. She can taste the pain like iron in her mouth, like a rusty nail, and she flings her hand out to block that motion. There’s no time for fear as she puts herself between the two figures."},"content":{"rendered":"

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Isaac shrunk back, curling into a ball against the wall. He wasn\u2019t entirely sure what was going on himself\u2026. Fear and pain poisoned his body as he tried his best not to cry. After hearing a familiar voice he glanced up \u201cNo-he\u2019ll hurt you! D-Don\u2019t\u201d It was no use, she was already stood between the scared wolf and this brute of a man. Isaac felt a tear escape down his cheek as the man grabbed\u00a0the girl, tossing her to the floor in one, effortless motion.
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Maybe it was the offhanded denigration and the way Isaac just took it, or the casual throwing of the knife \u2014 or simply the hunter\u2019s assumption that being any kind of supernatural creature made one worthless. \u201cYou know nothing,\u201d she said, voice low and controlled. She touched Isaac\u2019s arm, pulling his pain away, and added, \u201cYou never asked what I was.\u201d<\/p>\n

It felt like something broke open inside her, tearing its way to the surface, and as she lunged for the hunter, fire burst from her hands.\u00a0\u201dI know exactly what he is,\u201d she snarled, breathing rough. \u201cHe is my \/friend\/. That is all I need to know.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

The hunter was caught off guard, having had no idea that this girl was also supernatural in some way. He gritted his teeth together as she spoke, glaring at the pair of monsters standing before him. Isaac felt his pain seep away into Summer, releasing a small\u00a0breath of relief. \u201cWell then you\u2019re both better off dead!\u201d he snapped before spitting at them, \u201dMy job is to rid the world of scum like you!\u201d He yelled, confidence in every word. As soon as fire burst out of the girl\u2019s hands his confidence faded and he flinched back. \u201cO-Okay,\u201d he murmured, holding out his hands to protect himself, \u201clet\u2019s not get aggressive\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Her fingers curled into claws with the force of her anger. “Let’s not get \/aggressive\/?” she spat. “You’re trying to kill him!” She stalked forward, driving him back, swiping at him with hands filled with fire. The fire didn’t seem to burn her, dancing and curling against her skin, but the heat radiated into the small alley, and sparks drifted upward. She’d never been so angry in her life, and it was that, perhaps, that impelled her next actions.<\/p>\n

She impressed fear on the hunter; terrible, debilitating, unreasoning terror, of her, of Isaac, of the supernatural. She burned it into his brain, and said, “Leave, now, and never come back.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

ihatefreezers: iamthefirechild: ihatefreezers: Isaac shrunk back, curling into a ball against the wall. He wasn\u2019t entirely sure what was going on himself\u2026. Fear and pain poisoned his body as he tried his best not to cry. After hearing a familiar voice he glanced up \u201cNo-he\u2019ll hurt you! D-Don\u2019t\u201d It was no use, she was already … Continue reading “Don’t you touch him!” Summer runs down the alley, not even stopping to think about what she’s doing. She can taste the pain like iron in her mouth, like a rusty nail, and she flings her hand out to block that motion. There’s no time for fear as she puts herself between the two figures.<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,668,136,21],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6512"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6512"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6512\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6512"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6512"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6512"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}