The black hair lined his deeply chiseled face as his dark, evil red eyes stared me down. I had lost. I lay on the floor at the feet of my enemy while he laughed so cruelly at me. I had fought so hard, until every muscle in my body was sore, and I still wasn't good enough. I wasn't good enough to win. He could've killed me right then and there, but his chuckles halted as he glanced down at me. My brunette hair was tangled and knotted and I was bleeding all over. My body was weak, but my eyes held strong. They glared viciously at him. They spoke my words for me since my mouth could not move. He stood speechless as my ice blue eyes became rimm