Forever

~8~

I wake up the next day and find Jason still asleep next to me. I sit up straighter and crack my neck then push the blanket off of me.

"You ok?" I look over at Jason and find his eyes opened now.

"Yeah, should I not be?" I ask and he shakes his head.

"You were just really tense and restless the rest of the night. I didn't wanna wake you cause you were still asleep, but you just seemed restless."

"It was probably a nightmare or something. I don't remember anything." I say with a shrug and he nods sitting up to. I stand up and squat by the fire and put it out. I hear him get up behind me as I move the wood around.

"So what's the plan?" I ask standing up and turning to face him crossing my arms.

"We're going to an old friends house, getting more battle training on you, and getting better weapons."

"Better battle training? I kicked your ass the first day you tried to "capture" me."

"Depends your definition of kick ass."

I scoff in response and he smirks.

"I was going easy on you, I'll give you a pat on the back but you in no way, shape, or form, kicked my ass."

"Let's test it right now." I say moving into stance.

"No weapons, just combat." I say and he smirks.

"Tell me to stop if I'm hurting you too badly." He says then with a wink he lunges at me. I block his blow and spin around ducking and sliding my foot under his. He falls backwards but instantly jumps up and shoves me back into the bedroom. I block his leg with mine then in one smooth move I jump up, and nail him with my free foot right in the face. He looks right up and re lunges, I jump up onto the bed then backflip off landing a blow to his shoulder. He curses then shoves me back onto the bed and grabs my feet. I throw him over my head with my leg strength and he hits the wall. I spin but he pins me down on the bed with a smirk. I use my legs and shove him off of me but he just comes right back and grabs my throat in his hands. I cough from the lack of air and he puts his face right in mine.

"Want me to stop yet?"

"No." I bite out then ram my head into his and kick him off of me. He flies into the wall and crumbles down at the bottom. I climb off of the bed and run over to him slamming my heel into his head. He goes to catch my foot but I read it and shove him arm away. I punch him in the face and he grabs me and yanks me to the ground but I twist, and as he hits the ground I slam my elbow into his chest then stand up and shove my foot onto his chest.

"Who's kickin' your ass now?" I ask

"Not you." He responds and I gasp as his left leg kicks up and connects with the side of my head. I fly through the air spinning and get a good three feet away before slamming into a table, and not wanting to admit it, can't go on.

"I just kicked your ass." He says and I hold a thumb up with a glare and he helps me up.

"You ok?"

"Aside from feeling beyond nauseous and faint, oh yeah I'm great."

"Sorry." He says and I nod.

"How'd you learn that move? Not the kick part, but the part that made me spin about three feet away and into a table."

"That was strength mainly." He says and I nod.

"Well you got a hell a lot of it." I say and he smirks nodding.

"Thanks, I try." I laugh as he helps me out of the room and into the room with the couch. I sit down and he brings me a glass of water. I drink it and sigh leaning my head back.

"You do have skill, you just aren't as good as me."

"Damn you've got an ego." I say and he laughs.

"When are we gonna go?"

"Soon, gonna pack up the bags then we'll leave."

"Do I have time to take a shower?" I ask and he nods.

"Alright, well you do your packing and I'll be back in a few minutes." I say and he nods. I get up and walk into the bedroom, then walk into the bathroom. Stripping my clothes I step into the shower and the water washes over me.

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