Cai slammed into the wall with a crash as Ashley finished him off with a full-blown kick to the chest. He slid down onto the ground, and shook his head a little.
Ashley smiled. Finally, she'd proven that she could beat him with a little bit of intelligence. She stood, leaning on her practice fighting staff casually as she watched him clamber to his feet a couple of metres from her.
He rubbed the back of his head, making his blonde hair stick up in every different direction.
"You do know that I'm not really attacking you?"
Ashley nodded. "Sure."
"So you don't have to be so rough." He took his time to walk over to her, picking up his practicing staff from the floor in front of her.
Ashley only shrugged. "Well otherwise you would've beaten me anyway and then I'd be where you are." She smiled a little. "And I'm not a loser, Cai." As she span her staff around in her hand, she noticed her sweatband around her wrist had slipped, starting to reveal the beginning of her nightmares to the world.
Evelyn burst through the hall's door behind her and Ashley's heart jumped. She instantly pulled the sweatband up to the top of her wrist, covering her scars before she turned to smile at Evelyn.
The area which they were working in was an open space. It looked similar to a gym, but was more concealed and less available to the public. After Gina had found out that the four of them were going to stop the chemicals spreading around other places, her famous father had provided the four of them with their own private working space. They trained most days to stop themselves from getting bored. Well, most of them did.
"Sorry, I'm late!" Evelyn panted as she flung her bag onto the coat stand and ripped off her denim jacket. "How long have you two been here?"
"About 10 minutes. Don't worry, you're not that late" Ashi said, as Cai walked up to her and kissed Evelyn gently on the cheek.
Evelyn smiled at Cai's welcome, before looking around. "Is Joseph's not here?"
Ashley shook her head. Cai's face was swept with darkness. "He's not been here for the past two weeks. He clearly doesn't care."
"He probably doesn't. It'll be him who suffers in the long run," Evelyn said spitefully. "Not us."
Cai gave Ashley an anxious glance. "He hasn't been at home much either."
Ashley bit her lip a little.
Joseph had been acting strange ever since they'd come back to Gina's house. The four of them had decided to start training to get better at fighting for when they go after Cale but since then, Josep hadn't turned up to any session after the first, and every time they'd returned he'd been out. He was constantly going places by himself, coming back in the dead of night when he thought no-one was awake. But Ashley was awake. She knew he didn't get back until stupid times in the morning, and he'd be bashed up. She would confront him, but he'd been so skittish lately that they'd drifted apart, secretly upsetting her considerably.
"Is Julius here yet?" Evelyn changed the subject, opening the door to the staff room and peeking inside.
"Not yet," Cai answered before Ashley could. "We're all early anyway that it doesn't really matter." He walked up behind Evely and hugged her, kissing her neck a little. They had broken their 'secret' dating to Gina a week or so previously, and because of that, they were much more confident with PDA around everyone. Even Cai had become showier about the fact that he had a girlfriend. It was surprising as well as sweet that Evelyn could bring out that side of him, even though Ashley was a little jealous. Since Joseph had been pulling away, she felt alone and in want of male company. She'd convinced herself that she didn't need a man: she was perfectly fine by herself, but she wanted someone who wasn't annoying, which was a tendency held by most girls, to hang around with.
Gina's son Ralph was almost right, but he was far too normal and not nearly as reckless as Nathan, even though he tended to drink half the time.
The door opened from the other side of the room, and Ashley turned her attention to the man at the door. Julius was your stereotypical trainer: fit, muscular, and extremely attractive. On top of that, he was nice, hence why Ashley liked him more than most people.
"Hey guys!" he said enthusiastically as he chucked his bag through the open staff room's door. His soft brown eyes smiled as he stretched. "How are we all today?"
Ashy nodded. "Pretty good."
"Yep," Cai agreed.
Evelyn merely nodded.
"Good. Joseph still not here?"
Ashley shook her head and suspicion crossed Julius' face briefly before he smiled again.
"Well never mind. He'll come when he's ready right? In the meantime, we should probably do something useful. Now then," he wandered into the middle of the floor in his stretchy Lycra trousers and thin grey vest. "Ashley, want to go first?"
Her heart leaped as she realised that that was her name. For a second or two, she was fearful for going first, before she tore herself away from the wall and stood facing Julius.
Evelyn sat herself on one of the benches lining the wall next to Cai as they watched.
"Excellent. Okay, I want you all to practice what we looked at yesterday: the somersault attacks. Now why do we use them?"
"To confuse the enemy by changing the direction of the attack suddenly and taking control over them," Cai responded in a monotone, as though he was reciting it word for word from a textbook.
"Wonderful. And Ashley, what's the trick to successfully mastering it?"
Ashley blushed a little remembering her failing somersault the previous day. "Don't be scared?" Julius smiled at her approvingly, though he looked a little sympathetic at her embarrassment.
"Good job." He turned his body completely towards Ashley, who was waiting a few metres from him. "Now then, I want to you try it. Come at me as though you're going to attack me, and then when you feel ready, somersault over my head and attack from behind."
Ashley twirled her wooden dagger for practising in her fingers as she crouched a little, preparing herself.
"Try not to kill me though," Julius remarked amusingly.
There were a few seconds whilst she braced herself, and then she was off. She sprinted towards Julius, who was standing poised, her dagger concealed in her palm. She bowled into him, whacking him in the stomach. He grunted, not expecting her to actually attack him, before his eyes turned serious. He folded himself onto the floor in an instant, sliding under her open legs, until he was behind her. Then he pulled her dagger-wielding arm behind her, ripping it from her grasp, and holding it at her neck. She was breathing deeply just from the shock of the attack.
"Right," his breath was warm as he spoke next to her ear. "You have to think of something cleverer than that. Obviously I know this is practice, and perhaps that was a little mean, but your enemies are not going to just stand there waiting for you to attack them. You have to use your head." He let her go when he'd finished, throwing her dagger back onto the floor with a hollow clatter. He then turned to walk casually back to his starting position for her next attempt.
On an impulse, Ashley sprinted at Julius until she whacked into the back of him, sweeping him off his feet. She was about to jump on him as he rolled to the side, recovering himself. He landed a few soft-ish punches on her torso, and just as he was about to dive for her arm, she leaped into the air and twisted in a somersault over his head, grabbing onto his shoulders on her way over.
With the force of her falling body, he fell crashing to the floor behind her, and she whipped around, holding the dagger to him as she sat on his chest. There were a few seconds of stunned silence before he smiled from under her.
"That was perfect. Hit them when they're not expecting it. Wonderful."
As Ashley was stuck in the shock of what she'd done, he flicked her gently on the arm.
"You can get off me now, though."
Ashley blushed a little and rolled off him onto her feet. Julius stood up gracefully and dusted himself off before turning to the other two sat on the benches with identically shocked faces.
"Now who's next?"
It was nearly dark outside as Joseph walked briskly towards the warehouse. He checked his phone every other second: he couldn't be late—that would only upset him. And Cale couldn't be upset otherwise who knows what would happen?Joseph turned the corner to the silent pathway through the weed-filled fields. There were several dead crops here amongst the creeping plants, but any wheat that was once grown here was long given up on. It only added to the atmosphere of feeling totally isolated.He pushed the door open gently into the wide space with a quiet creak. It didn't look like anyone was here yet, but he could never be too sure. Cale was one for hiding from him. He looked around, but couldn't see anything or even hear anything. Sometimes it was easy to hear breathing seeing as the building echoed so much, but that evening, there was nothing. Just the distant rush of cars.All of a sudden, there was a knife at his neck and a warm breath on his ear. Automatically, he lowered his densit
Ashley lay on her back on the first floor living room's sofa in complete darkness. She'd been waiting for at least 2 or 3 hours; she hadn't really been paying attention to the clock, though it ticked and tocked every second to remind her that time was still crawling forwards, however slowly. She twirled a leaf she'd picked from Gina freshly bought flowers, delicately placed in the centre of the coffee table. The white lilies complimented the pale blues and aqua tones of the rest of the room in a way which made Ashley feel surprisingly peaceful. Unfortunately, this made it moderately hard to fight sleep.Getting fidgety, she sat up properly, and checked the clock. It was nearly midnight. He should be home by now. What if something's happened?Ashley had decided to wait up for Joseph that night. She hadn't properly seen him in over a week; the only confirmation she'd had that he had actually come home each night was the fact that the calendar on his desk was always flicked over to the n
Joseph rubbed his head as Ashley's door slammed across the hall from his, and fell into a sitting position on his bed.Why do you always do this?Back out the second any kind of commitment presents itself.You just had to go and push her away the second you started to want her.He sat up properly, groaning to himself, and opened his eyes, only to have his heart leap up into his throat."Jesus!"The small girl stood in the corridor staring at him in her pyjamas like a ghost girl. She cocked her head slightly. "Are you alright?"Joseph sighed as he recognised Luna. She often didn't sleep very well but he knew he'd never get used to seeing her wandering about the hallways."I'm fine," he said briskly. He knew he should be nice to her, but he just didn't have the energy. He wanted to sleep, but he had to be up tomorrow morning."I heard slamming. And shouting."Joseph managed to smile at her. "It's fine, Luna. We're all fine."There was a silence for a minute, but she still didn't leave.
The boy sprinted down the empty corridor, his shoes scuffing silently against the grey linoleum floors. His face was splattered with random patches of blood, and there was the rip of a bullet in his shoulder, however this didn't stop him from continuing. He carried a gun in his hand as he ran, smiling a little to himself. He always enjoyed the chase more than the fighting. It was the waiting, the hiding. That always kept his adrenaline running at a high.He slowed to a smooth stop at the end of the corridor, sticking to the shadows as he flattened himself against the white wall's corner. He wore all black clothes; thin Lycra trousers and a tight black t-shirt. Over this, his black biker jacket was flapping against his chest as he breathed ruggedly.He hid the gun at his side as he peeked around the corner. There were two men in suits at the end, waiting for the elevator. They seemed in no rush, merrily chatting to each other in conversation. One of these men carried a briefcase.That
Joseph rubbed his head as Ashley's door slammed across the hall from his, and fell into a sitting position on his bed.Why do you always do this?Back out the second any kind of commitment presents itself.You just had to go and push her away the second you started to want her.He sat up properly, groaning to himself, and opened his eyes, only to have his heart leap up into his throat."Jesus!"The small girl stood in the corridor staring at him in her pyjamas like a ghost girl. She cocked her head slightly. "Are you alright?"Joseph sighed as he recognised Luna. She often didn't sleep very well but he knew he'd never get used to seeing her wandering about the hallways."I'm fine," he said briskly. He knew he should be nice to her, but he just didn't have the energy. He wanted to sleep, but he had to be up tomorrow morning."I heard slamming. And shouting."Joseph managed to smile at her. "It's fine, Luna. We're all fine."There was a silence for a minute, but she still didn't leave.
Ashley lay on her back on the first floor living room's sofa in complete darkness. She'd been waiting for at least 2 or 3 hours; she hadn't really been paying attention to the clock, though it ticked and tocked every second to remind her that time was still crawling forwards, however slowly. She twirled a leaf she'd picked from Gina freshly bought flowers, delicately placed in the centre of the coffee table. The white lilies complimented the pale blues and aqua tones of the rest of the room in a way which made Ashley feel surprisingly peaceful. Unfortunately, this made it moderately hard to fight sleep.Getting fidgety, she sat up properly, and checked the clock. It was nearly midnight. He should be home by now. What if something's happened?Ashley had decided to wait up for Joseph that night. She hadn't properly seen him in over a week; the only confirmation she'd had that he had actually come home each night was the fact that the calendar on his desk was always flicked over to the n
It was nearly dark outside as Joseph walked briskly towards the warehouse. He checked his phone every other second: he couldn't be late—that would only upset him. And Cale couldn't be upset otherwise who knows what would happen?Joseph turned the corner to the silent pathway through the weed-filled fields. There were several dead crops here amongst the creeping plants, but any wheat that was once grown here was long given up on. It only added to the atmosphere of feeling totally isolated.He pushed the door open gently into the wide space with a quiet creak. It didn't look like anyone was here yet, but he could never be too sure. Cale was one for hiding from him. He looked around, but couldn't see anything or even hear anything. Sometimes it was easy to hear breathing seeing as the building echoed so much, but that evening, there was nothing. Just the distant rush of cars.All of a sudden, there was a knife at his neck and a warm breath on his ear. Automatically, he lowered his densit
Cai slammed into the wall with a crash as Ashley finished him off with a full-blown kick to the chest. He slid down onto the ground, and shook his head a little.Ashley smiled. Finally, she'd proven that she could beat him with a little bit of intelligence. She stood, leaning on her practice fighting staff casually as she watched him clamber to his feet a couple of metres from her.He rubbed the back of his head, making his blonde hair stick up in every different direction."You do know that I'm not really attacking you?"Ashley nodded. "Sure.""So you don't have to be so rough." He took his time to walk over to her, picking up his practicing staff from the floor in front of her.Ashley only shrugged. "Well otherwise you would've beaten me anyway and then I'd be where you are." She smiled a little. "And I'm not a loser, Cai." As she span her staff around in her hand, she noticed her sweatband around her wrist had slipped, starting to reveal the beginning of her nightmares to the world
The boy sprinted down the empty corridor, his shoes scuffing silently against the grey linoleum floors. His face was splattered with random patches of blood, and there was the rip of a bullet in his shoulder, however this didn't stop him from continuing. He carried a gun in his hand as he ran, smiling a little to himself. He always enjoyed the chase more than the fighting. It was the waiting, the hiding. That always kept his adrenaline running at a high.He slowed to a smooth stop at the end of the corridor, sticking to the shadows as he flattened himself against the white wall's corner. He wore all black clothes; thin Lycra trousers and a tight black t-shirt. Over this, his black biker jacket was flapping against his chest as he breathed ruggedly.He hid the gun at his side as he peeked around the corner. There were two men in suits at the end, waiting for the elevator. They seemed in no rush, merrily chatting to each other in conversation. One of these men carried a briefcase.That