The Handmaid's Tale: A Short Story

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Nobody move, nobody spoke, they all simply stared. I tried to move, but sitting up alone was taking all my strength. I was a monster to them. Everyone had seen my power. I was done here; they’d never let me stay. A firm steady clap echoed through the ravine. A hushed whispered spread as people moved out of the way of the cloaked man. He continued to clap with a smile showing on his half hooded face. “My, my,” he said lightly. “My sparrow has sprouted his first wings.” He lowered his hood, revealing black hair and fair skin. His features alone were that of power. This was Zoran, his deep voice fit his appearance. “Beautiful, simply,” he walked forward and stopped at the governor’s side, “beautiful.” He gave him a grin. “I win, Edgar.” “He’s …show more content…

“I saved it for you.” His hand slipped beneath the cloak and around my waist. I felt the heat of flames and then something hard pressed against my back. He pulled the object out, and the red design glow across the surface of the box. I recognized it from the first time we met. “You have two choices, Fin. One you can stay here and live whatever miserable life these people give you, which most likely will involve living in some sort of prison or cage,” he shrugged. “You won’t be allowed to move about freely, knowing Edgar. Or,” he gave me a smile, “you can come with me, and I will show you what potential your powers truly have.” He tucked a stray hair behind my ear. “Maybe even let you met some others who are just like you.” “Like me?” I bit my lip. I didn’t trust him. As much as I love the warmth he gave me, I rather take my chance with them, even if I was locked up. At least I wouldn’t hurt anyone, this man didn’t care for human life. “The other fire birds will love you. Welcome you right into their little flock.” He forced a …show more content…

His offer was tempting. “And not to mention, I’ll let you have my box, oh and this.” His free hand went back around my waist and more intense heat than any time before filled my body. Closing my eyes, I let my head roll back. “You want his?” I nodded. “Yes. Yes, I want it.” He pulled me closer. “This is only a small taste of the sensations I can give you.” “I want it,” I breathed. “I’ll go with you.” “Good.” He pressed the box into my hands. “Open your present.” I ran my fingers along the first latch, before popping it free. The heat started to escape. I looked to Zoran who gave me a nod. “Go on.” Undoing the other, I held the lid shut. “What’s going to happen?” “Open it, and see,” He slipped behind me and gripped my shoulders. “It’s time they learn to not touch what is mine.” I flipped open the lid, and the black fire erupted from within. I felt back into Zoran and dropped the box. It felt so good. Finally the cold was gone. I heard screaming and flames growing all around me. “It’s time to go, Fin.” Zoran slipped an arm behind my back and the other beneath my knees, before picking me up. I didn’t care what he did. I was surrounded by fire, and I couldn’t be more at