Penumbra.

-9-

"Move your legs !" I yell.
"Yes ma'am!"

"With those punches you'd be tickling them. Put some force into it!" I say as I grab the training dummy and throw it at the girl training.
"Got it!" She replies.

My free time ended three days ago and now I'm on the training grounds. It's raining, I'm all wet, and there's mud splashing everywhere. To be honest I would rather have more free days than actually work and collect bounties.

"Oh but didn't you recruit yourself? Then what would be the point of working there if you're not going to do anything?" Technically speaking, I didn't recruit myself. Someone did it for me when I was more or less a kid. That someone is already gone though.

"Oh then why don't you just leave?  It's plain and simple. "

Ah, you see, I can't leave because that someone entrusted me to take care of Bartholomew and I plan to keep my promise. But honestly if I didn't have to do that then I could get more free days to go home and sleep but NooOOo. I have to be out in the damn rain keeping an eye out for him and training.

While walking I turn around to see two recruits training in hand to hand combat while one of them just stands there, only blocking the other recruits attacks.

"Don't just stand there. You'd be an easy target for them." I say to him. "But...this is exhausting..." He replies panting while blocking the other ones punches. I wave my hand to the other recruit, signaling him to go somewhere else and stand right in front of the exhausted boy.

"Let's see what you've learned so far. " I say as I stand there nonchalant.
"But ma'am I'm tired. I just need to rest for a couple minutes." I scoff. "Do you think they're going to rest for a couple of minutes?" I ask. "Well no. But we're just training right now ma'am. " He replies. I raise an eyebrow. "So you're not taking it serious then?" I ask. He nods.

I let out a sigh and in a split second I grab his arm and yank it behind him.
"You're dead."  I say.

He curses under his breath and I release my grip a small bit. I guess he thought that would be a good opportunity to uppercut me. I feel his fist hit me square in the jaw making me stumble back a bit only enough for him to elbow me in the stomach to try an knock me down.
Instead of letting him lose I placed my foot between his legs and pushed them back, making him fall face first into the mud.
"Boom. You're dead."

He lifts his mud covered face and looks at me wide eye. "But..how? I hit you. How am I dead?" He asks as I extend my arm towards him.
"Just because you managed to get some good punches in doesn't mean you already won. You shouldn't get cocky. They want you to believe that you're stronger than them but it's a trap. They'll make you use up all your energy and use that against you. "
I reply as he grabs my hand. "You should take training seriously. This can ultimately save your life."
He groans as he stands back up. "Yes...yes ma'am." I nod and continue walking around the grounds, occasionally pointing out recruits who need to focus on not just blocking but counter-attacking successfully enough to not die right on the spot.

"I'm impressed." Someone says behind me. I turn around to see Bartholomew in normal attire...which, might I add suits him quiet well.
"What....are you wearing?" I say with a chuckle.
"Huh? You don't like it?" He replies looking down at his grey sweater and black jeans.
"Oh no, I do. Thing is, all the other girls like it too." I say with a smile as I point behind him. He turns around to reveal several girls giggling and speaking very quietly as to not let him hear them.
"Oh, uh.....should I change?" He says as he turns back to face me. I shake my head and give him a thumbs up, whispering out "No, you are fineee~" He just chuckles, showing off his dimples.

Ahh.....so cute.

I clear my throat, "So, why are you here today if you don't mind me asking."
"Oh, I will be training here." He answers.
"That's kinda odd since you don't usually come to the grounds to do that. And plus, your little rich boy clothes are going to get dirty."

"I thought it could be a good change of....pace...you know, a change in my daily training rituals." He says with a small grin.
"Guess so." I say as I grab my chin.
"You know, no one is a match for you here.... Who are you training with?" I ask.
He stands there, not saying anything and ever so slowly cocks his head to the left with an eyebrow raised.
I stare at his facial features, how his jaw clenches, his eyes scan his surroundings. The air seems denser than before, thicker in a way. I look into his eyes and notice that the once light green eyes he has have now become a much darker green with a small bit of...yellow?
As I'm about to speak he dashes at me and I doge in time, almost getting punched in my shoulder.

Holy balls that was so close.

I whip around in time to see his fist coming directly at my stomach and I dash left to avoid it. I swing my leg and hit him almost below the belt, making him stumble back.
"It's been awhile since we last fought. Did you lose your touch?" He asks. I scoff "No, " and position myself in a so called fighting stance. "This was something I wasn't expecting actually."
Bartholomew stares at me for a second before speaking, "Then let's get down to it shall we? "

Oh balls, I think I just dug my own grave today.

//Depression is like a war. You either win or die trying.

OHMAHGAHD GUIS I AM SO SORRY FOR LIKE UPDATING TILL NOW CAUSE LIKE LIKE IVE BEEN HELLA BUSY WITH SCHOOL AND SO MANY THINGS HAVE POPPED UP THAT I FORGOT TO CONTINUE THE STORY.  IM ALMOST SURE NO ONE READS THIS PIECE OF CACA ANYWAYS BUT YEH SO SORRY. (╥╯﹏╰╥)ง

Que solo por un beso
Se puede enamorar
Sin necesidad de hablarse
Solo los labios rozarse
Cupido los flechará
y solo por un beso
Con el yo soy feliz
Tan solo con un besito
Me llevo al infinito
y ni siquiera lo conozco bien - Aventura - Un Beso //