the forbidden hunter, second case

Chapter 13: fighting for a school life

It was two weeks after their training in mistral, Nick, Aniki and Nairi were outside the house playing marbles.

Nairi got her turn as she got her knuckles on the ground and shot the big marble she had. This one flew and knocked a marble out of the circle.

I can't believe we're playing a children's game, Nairi said with a smile.

Yeah, in my town the other kids would have a marbles game in the park. I watched it when it happened, I even participated in it, Aniki said.

As Nick shot his shooter marble it hit a marble enough to knock it out of the circle, giving him a point.

You turn know-it-all, Nick said.

Alright, I'm a bit rusty, Aniki said.

Just as he got his knuckle on the ground, ruby walked over.

What are you playing? She asked.

Oh, we're playing marbles, we wanted to feel young again, and I happened to buy some marbles from a stand, so we're here playing, Aniki said.

He then shot the marble, and was able to knock two marbles out of the ring.

Hahaha, double points, Aniki gloated.

Looks fun, but uncle Qrow told me we were going to the Haven tomorrow night, Ruby said.

Nice, I was hoping for work sooner or later, Nick said, giving Aniki his points.

After a while of marbles Nairi had won, she was thrilled to have won.

As night arrived, Nick was outside in the dark behind the house, controlling his movements, he could feel as if he was not there in his soul.

He then stood and held his hands in his stance, he then heard voices in his head.

Strengthen your legs, they shouted.

With his spirit, Nick took his strength in his legs, while his eyes closed.

Conjure your pride and tarnish it, the voice shouted.

Nick then grinded his teeth, as his pride appeared and perished.

Now strike! The voice shouted.

Nick's eyes shot open, where he swung at the air, till his foot dug the ground as dirt filled the air.

Strike again! The voice shouted.

Nick then punched past the dirt, striking his imagination.

Very good, next we learn how to improve it, the voice said.

Nick then fell to his knees, and began to tear.

Mom, mom, Nick cried.

Nick had lost his mother to grimm, he even watched her die with his own two eyes.

Mom, I wish I had the strength to save you, I'm sorry! Nick cried out.

He could remember the time with mother as she was training him how to fight, shooting with a bow, swinging his wooden katana, and close combat. He could remember seeing his mother using the same katana he had on him. He was forever scarred from it, he was still broken from it, his mother's voice was forever stuck in his head.

He then stood up and looked at the destroyed moon.

He then pulled out an envelope that held the papers to beacon academy, he then looked further in his bag to pull out old photos of his family, Nick was an only child, he could remember his mother's curly black hair, a former huntress who died protecting who she cared for.