°Supernatural Huntress°

Chapter 12 // First Training

"Which weapon do you choose?" Dean asked after a little while. 

"Hmmmmm" I walked slowly, gliding my fingers over some of the shooting weapons. 

But after a while, my gaze stopped at a bow with a quiver and arrows lined up next to it. 

"I guess I'll go with the bow." 

Dean and Sam watched as I took the bow of its holder on the wall carefully and filled the quiver with arrows and hung it around my shoulders. 

I asked Dean and Sam if they could leave, because I didn't like that much, when someone watches me doing stuff. 

I walked around for a bit in the training room (pic above just without the people😅), than I saw punching bags and quickly looked for some wrappings for my hands to not get them bloody. 

After putting the bow over my shoulders to the quiver, I went for the punching bag. 

Shortly stretching and than, the only thing that was audible, was the steady punching against the punching bag. 

I always wanted a punching bag in my room, but my parents kept refusing. 

With all my anger and power, I hit into the punching bag.

I had to admit, it was rare to find such a good way to let go of emotions. 

Half an hour later, I was done letting my anger out and was ready to really work.

I only could really work concentrated if all my anger was out of my mind and body. 

The walls were adorned with climbing nets, as well as the ceiling. Below, there were only thin mats. 

To get used to climb with a bow and quiver, I had the feeling I needed this someday, I headed straight to the nets in a slow jog. 

The start was difficult, because the nets were directly attached to the wall, so there was only very little space between wall and net to grip. 

I read in one of my favourite books, 'The Boarding School of the Evil Animals', that you had to think of a path before you were climbing up somewhere. 

Due to the fact that there were no bumps or any things like that, I just looked at the strings of the ropes for a few minutes. 

I saw, that they were thinner and thicker on some spots, where they maybe are prepeared to rip at the slightest touch. 

I decided to go straight up to the ceiling, than climbing along the ceiling in serpentine lines, to not get any unwanted suprises. 

The climb was easy at first, but as I got higher and finally to the ceiling, most of my energy was already used up. 

I mean, the ceiling is six meters high and the ropes are made of so rough material, they cut into your hands immediately. 

But as I swung along the ceiling, the ropes almost slipped out of my hands not only once. 

Finally I made it to the a little thicker mats to jump down. 

It was hard to keep the balance as I landed and to not twist in the air.

But in the end, I landed safely on both legs in the thick mats. 

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