Kick-Ass And The Neuromistress

Dave Gets Hurt

We started training the next day. Todd drove Maisie to school and Ana kept getting a ride from Chris, so I skipped school to train. Damon taught me the basic rules of fighting. Throwing punches, blocking, countering. Most of that stuff I already knew, but the other stuff I had to work on.

The first few weeks, I spent with Mindy and Damon. I quickly got the hang of regular fighting, so we started fighting with the "Toxic Stick". That I did with Mindy. Damon rewired the stick so instead of it emitting blue electricity, it emits green electricity. He also gave me dual guns, so I had to practice shooting. That I did on my own. I might've accidentally shot out a guy's tires, but hey! He deserved it! He cut in front of me in line. He stole my burrito!

Mindy,Damon and I were standing in a old drainage canal. Mindy and I were standing on one side while Damon was on the other side. He had a gun in one hand and a loaded magazine in the other hand.

Mindy blurted, "Daddy, I'm scared."

Damon yelled, "Come on Mindy, honey? Be a big girl now. There's nothing to be afraid of."

I asked, "Is it gonna hurt bad?"

Damon chuckled, "Awwww child. Only for a second sugar. A handgun bullet travels at? More than?"

Mindy and I answered, "700 miles an hour."

Damon continued, "700 miles an hour. So at close range like this, the force is gonna take you off your feet for sure, but it's really no more painful than a punch in the chest."

Mindy mumbles, "I hate getting punched in the chest." I chuckled.

Damon chuckled the gun. "You're gonna be fine baby dolls." Damon aims and shoots us both in the chest. The impact made us fly a few feet, landing on out back. We coughed, moving around a bit.

I unzipped my jacket, revealing my bulletproof vest. I pulled the bullet out, leaving behind a hole. I zipped my jacket back up.

Damon walked up to us. "How was that? Not so bad. Kinda fun, huh? Now you know how it feels. You won't be scared when some junkie asshole pulls a glock."

Mindy smiles. "We wouldn't have been scared anyways."

Damon chuckled. "That's my girls." He helped us up. "Alright, up you get. Two more rounds and then home." Damon walked back to his original spot.

Mindy blurted, "Again?"

Damon nodded. "Uh-huh."

Mindy shot back. "Look, only if we can go by the bowling alley on the way back."

Damon muttered, "The bowling alley?"

Mindy continued, "Yeah, and ice cream after!"

Damon thought about it for a moment. "Huh....... Okay. Two more rounds. No wincing....... No whining! And you got yourself a deal, young lady!"

Mindy jumped. "Yeah! I'm gonna get a hot fudge sundae!"

I chuckled. "I'm gonna get a Dr. Pepper float!"

Damon shouted. "Good call baby dolls!"

Two more rounds later, we want to the bowling alley. I beat Mindy at bowling by one strike. Damon was baffled.