Fighter

I turned and raised my fist I sent a powerful right hook into his jaw I smiled as I heard  a sickening crack, good broke his jaw, I brung round my knee into is stomach, he groaned and hunched over holding his jaw and stomach in pain, usually I would be doing allot more martial arts move but this guy was big at least 6.8ft, it would be too hard to bring him down that way so I was forced to use street fighting instead even though I’ve been off the street for 10 years I still practise it and use it on guys like this in missions.  I swung my leg up towards his head while he was still recovering from the last two blows I kicked him in the side of the side of head, is eyes rolled back as he passed out onto the floor with a thump, I knew I hadn’t killed from all the fights I’ve been in didn’t hit him that hard just enough to knock him out for a while.

 I stood there for a minute trying to figure out what to do next when I felt a presence coming at me from behind I was to caught up in fighting this big guy I hadn’t realised another person had entered the room I was too late to dodge the punch that get me straight in the jaw I felt blood drip down my lip, man this guy had a good punch he slip my lip big time. Before I could recover from the blow the guy who I realized was smaller than the other guy kicked me in the hip and sent me staggering to the side, I quickly regained my balanced and got into I fighting stance, I was too tired to fight too much with this guy so I decided to go for the pressure point in his neck to knock him out, luckily this guy was kind of skinny but full of muscle so I should have a good shot if I can get him down. He came at me but this time I was ready I side step him then kicked I’m in the back of the knee with allot of force which caused him to fall to his knees I took this opportunity to grab his neck and hit the pressure point. I felt the guy go limp signalling that that he was out cold and probably wouldn’t wake up for a few hours, for good measure meant I kicked him in the gut.

“That’s for the split lip douche bag.” I mumbled whilst getting out my phone from my jean pocket I called Kevin and told him to send in some guys saying I had taken care of the murderer and his little friend so they can come and take em’ away. I hung up and walked out of the fancy mansion, bloody arms dealers and there stupid big house I kicked some rocks as I walked over to were a car had turned up, I recognised the driver as soon as I sore his grinning face...Joe,(AN: pronounced Jo-ey) Joe was like a father/brother/best friend to me. He took me in at the age of six hen he found me in an alley way beating up a few 10 year old boys he was a mazed I’d taken two down before he got there and told them to scram when I was about to do the same he stopped me and asked me what my name was.

“ATHENA, my beautiful goddess.” Joe yelled as he got out of the car and came over to me.”...what happened to your face?” he frowned, I rolled my eyes at him and gave him my best ‘what do you think happened look’ his face went from a frown to understanding as he figured it out. “How bad is it hurting?”

“Not too bad we both know I’ve had much worse.” I shrugged I have had much, much worse then that.

“True, come on let’s get home so we can clean you up and make sure your lip doesn’t get infected.” Joe was always thinking of my health which is kind of ironic because he sends me into dangerous missions were I could get killed but no my lip getting infected is much worse, I rolled my eyes and got in the car.

My home is not what you would expect I live with Joe and Kevin in the SSU (Secret-Spy-Unit) we live in a kind of flat that has everything that a normal flat would except it leads to secret government departments to do with SSUnit and has an awesome gym where I spend most of my time.

When we got to the unit I went to my room and grabbed my towel and some clean clothes and went into my private bathroom to have a shower to get the blood and sweat off of me. I walked in and looked at myself in the mirror, I didn’t look too bad, I had dry blood on my lip, chin and shirt and my long golden brown wavy/curly hair was a mess but apart from a few bruises forming I was ok around the face  except for a little cut just above my dark blue eyes, my eyes are a very unique blue that I’ve only seen on one other person and that’s only in a the photo of my dad, I’ve seen people with blue eyes don’t get me wrong but my eyes are unique the dark blue that has a slight green in it and around my pupils are a light electric sky blue. I looked at my necklace it’s kind of like an army tag they give to soldiers that has my name on it Athena Jackson one of the only things I have that holds my identity. I looked over the rest of my 5.6ft slim body, I’m skinny but not like stick skinny a healthy skinny and I’m very toned from all the exercise I do so I’m very fit and not to sound up myself but I’m beautiful or so I’ve been told by way to many people or they call me hot but I don’t pay much attention to boys, ever since I was 6 I always had a kind of hatred toward them all because of one boy who never came back for me. Sure I’ve kissed guys before but that’s usually just for a little fun before I beat there ass cause they’ve pissed me off, I’ve never had a boy friends and I defiantly don’t plan on it. When I came out I was wearing my blue and white striped top with my blue denim skinny jeans, I get these really comfy jeans because I’m with the department and they allow you to move around freely, hence great for fighting in.