Blue collars needed a lot of mental strength. She had been with her master a good couple of years, she had many a broken bones and scars of so many wh...p marks, but the thing that kept her going was the fact she didn’t want to be a shell, she would fight till she died. She started the day carrying out her chores. It was the masters boys 14th birthday. He was having a few mates round. She was to cook his food. It was this she was doing when he walked into the kitchen with one of his mates.“come. The demon walks up to the man taking thedagger and making deep slashes in the unknown mans chest. Blood startsrunning down his chest.Joe seeing this yells, "Please whoever you are please help me."The demon spins around and walks over to her backhanding her giving hera bloody nose and Yelling. "I want you to shut up or you might benext."The demon turns around and faces the man once more.The demon notices the man wink. "Too late Akuma!"He swings his massivebattle axe as hard s he can. The demon. You hear a voice come from somewhere in the back of the shop,“Just a minute please.” It is a feminine voice, sounds like a slightly older lady. It reminds you of the voice of some of your grandmother’s old bridge club friends, the blue hairs that always pinched your cheeks and commented on how you were such a handsome young man and how well you were doing with your writing career. You ran your hand through your hair, the short, prickly hairs tickling your palm and reminding you of how fresh. How I wish I was just here enjoying myself. Down on the beach a man was talking on his cellphone, animatedly waving his arms. It must be awfully hard to hear down by the water. Some people just can’t leave work behind.Then he turned and looked up at my window. He stopped his conversation, or else he was just listening, because he stood there looking up at me and I felt like Juliet on the balcony with Romeo in the garden. Prince Ray Charming raised a hand and tentatively waved.I waved back.