Chapter 7
Stacy goes to swing at me, but I swiftly dodge it. She swings to kick me in the back, but I also see that coming. I swoop down and kick her legs from under her. She quickly recovers and flips back onto her feet. "You're not bad bitch, but I was just getting warmed up," she says. Then all too quickly she kicks me in the face. I fall back from the impact and I roll back onto my feet. I smile, she comes over to where I am and she circles me. When she is behind me I can feel the wind coming, I quickly grab her outstretched arms and fling her over me. She grunts from the pain and I kick her in the head. She rolls over and gets back up. I smile, I knew she was going for the surprise choke-hold. It takes skill to master the movements, but it was expected for her to know; therefore that move was predictable. I ask, "Are you still warming up?" She just runs toward me, I'm anticipating a move, but instead she runs over to a cell. She comes back, and she has a fucking samurai sword! I look at the cell and he motioned for me to come to him. I went over and I got a sword as well. She smiles, "You can fight, but you couldn't have learned the ways of a samurai. It is taught to only the purest of people. And only by mastering the sword, will you win. I defeated my sensei and have never been defeated. You won't make it to see another day." I nod my head and start talking, "Stacy I haven't like you all my life. I will take joy in causing your demise." She runs to me in the standard position. Waiting for the right moment, I just stand. She has the sword so that she can lunge it through me when in close enough proximity. Right before she plunges the sword through my chest I turn and thrust my sword forward. She swiftly dodges the counter attack and goes to attack again. Our swords start clashing, and I can hardly tell what is happening. I step back to evaluate her style, but she cuts my face. She comes at me and I jump over her body, and kick her in the back. I quickly turn before she has the time to recover from the push and swipe the blade across her back. She turns around with her sword raised and I plunge it through her stomach. Of course I made it so that I hit absolutely nothing vital. I pull it out and let her fall to the ground. I hear voices and yelling, then I hear sirens and thundering footsteps. I whisper down in her ear, "Stacy, I don't hate you. My parents taught me to give everyone a second chance. Pretend to be dead. They will take you to the morgue, I will be waiting for you. The bleeding won't stop, but you will, however live. I will get you out of here. I promise." She weakly nods her head and I go to an empty cell. I noticed that this one had a window, even though there was brick on the other side. Through a series of scientific processes and mathematical calculations, I determined that a whole should be parallel the window. I break the window. I take the sword and slide it through a small hole in the wall. I tilt it to the side and the wall gives. I climb in and reconstruct the wall. Almost exactly the same, except, I closed the hole. I crawl back a few feet and just listen to the commotion. I wonder how long I'll be in here...
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Defamation
Mystery / ThrillerNoun. The action of damaging the good reputation of someone, slander or libel