See no evil - The awakening

Three

I woke up early the next morning. I took a shower and dressed for training. Black pair of tights, black shirt, black jacket and a pair of black Nikes. I tightened my hair in a high ponytail and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a ninja. Well done Cas, well done.

I stretched a bit in the room before going out just in case there was no time to heat the body up. I've done quite a lot of yoga classes so I did my slow movements, said hi to the sun and all that. READY!

I went to the breakfast room. Idris was there. He looked... not ready for training. He was wearing a pair of black jeans and a white shirt. I looked at him confused and stood in front of him pointing at my outfit with my hands. —We begin tomorrow. –I said mockingly imitating what he had shouted the night before.

He looked at me and took his hand to his mouth and chin trying to cover his amusement and his smile with his huge hand.

—WHAT? –I said.

—Why are you dressed like a yoga instructor?

—First, that's not an insult, it's actually a compliment. Second, how the hell are you going to train in jeans?

—Oh Casiopea, this is going to be harder than I thought.

We had a quick breakfast and we jumped in the car and he started driving. We drove those narrow roads into the middle of nowhere to what seemed to me the ruins of what had sometime before been a castle or some type of old important house. Now there were only big rocks and the silhouette of that space left. Surrounded by fields and grass and nothing that seemed habitable in sight.

We stepped out of the car and walked towards the ruins, we entered through an arc where at some point there might have been a door or entrance of some sort. Most of the place's ceilings were non-existent anymore so the sun shone strongly over us. It was a nice feeling as the weather was cold and dry and I felt my skiing being alive by the heat of the sun over it.

—Yesterday, when you pushed me, how much strength did you put on it? –He asked.

—Yesterday? None, I was joking.

—Well, I felt it. So I'm guessing you are getting stronger than you think.

He pointed at the rocks on the floor, and asked me to pick them up.

—Are you joking? This must be more than 100 kgs.

—Pick them up.

I rolled my eyes and was ready to feel humiliated. I bent down so I wouldn't hurt my back trying to pick up something too heavy for my body size. I pressed my hands against the rock and stood up. What? It was light as a feather. I immediately opened my hands and arms and let the rock fall to the ground. When it reached the ground it fell on top of another rock and broke it down to pieces with its weight.

—Punch me. –He said seriously, looking at me.

—What the fuck Idris. How did I do that? –I said, looking at my hands.

—Punch me Casiopea.

—No way.

—You can't hurt me.

—I'm not going to punch you.

He walked to me and pushed me, my feet crossed and I fell to the ground on my back. —Hey!

—Punch me.

I was standing up and he pushed me again and I fell again back to the ground. —Stop it!

—HIT. ME. –He said and was ready to push me again as I was trying to stand up.

I caught his hand with my left hand and pushed him with the palm of my right hand as hard as I could.