Odette Parker: My True Self

Chapter 33: Gym Rats

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TIME JUMP: Two months.

Bucky and I have been sparing at this gym once a week for the past couple months. I rent the entire place for the day, the owner was more than happy to accept the payment. He always clears everyone out and says he will be back at dusk to lock up. As soon as he is gone I drop the Jane illusion and lift the one for Bucky's arm.

Today Bucky is kicking my ass. He was holding back before. I am tired of it. I knocked him out the first time we sparred. It was glorious. It hasn't happened since. He either pins me or chucks me across the ring. I have currently been chucked across the ring by his stupid arm.

Dets: "AGAIN!"

I pick myself up off the floor of the ring and turn to face him. That fucking arm is killing me. I promised him no magic during our fight.

We circle each other. I come at him from the left, trying to force him to use his flesh arm. Instead of swinging like I made it seem, I ducked down and kicked his knee. Using his metal arm to brace the impact I jumped on his shoulders locking my knees and swung him down. My elbow is at his throat, one knee keeping his flesh arm at his side, the other attempting to hold the metal arm down. I relished my apparent victory too soon. His metal arm shot out grabbing my hip and pulling me to the left. I then found myself being held down by the base of my throat.

The amusement in his eyes is irritating. Fuck this shit. I manifest an energy blast behind him and release it. He is flown over my head, hitting the ring side and landing very hard. I run over to him and flip him over. In the same position previously, this time using my magic to hold his arm down.

Bucky: "Cheater."

He smirks up at me. Cocky fucker.

Dets: "Your arm cheats too ya know. I can't over power it without my magic. I hate to lose."

He looks me down and then back up, another smirk gracing his perfect face.

Bucky: "I wouldn't call this losing."

Wait, What? My brain loses function for a second. I shake my head clear.

Dets: "Not any more. Submit."

Bucky: "I submit."

FINALLY.

I release the magic holding his arm and roll off of him. Lying on the floor of the ring both of us are panting.

I finally sit up and snap two of the water bottles we brought along with us in my hand. I hand one over to him and we settle into a quiet calm.

Bucky: "I never asked you...Where did you learn to fight?"

Dets: "I mastered Kung-Fu at 12, Hapkido at 14, Aikido at 16. I was working on mastering Jujitsu before all this bullshit. Then on Asgard I trained with my daggers and Katana."

Bucky: "Who did you train with?"

My heart aches for a second. I miss that idiot so much some times it's stupid.

Dets: "The head of the guard."

Bucky: "You're formidable. There is no question about that."

Dets: "You were harder to put down than Loner. I also sort of ambushed him. Throat punch, knee kick, then a round house to the temple. You saw every punch before I was even going to throw it. How?"

Bucky: "Hydra training. I've learned to look at feet placement and predict which punch will be thrown."

Dets: "It's irritating."