Storm

Storm (Chap. 6)

Chapter 6

"Cali, duck!" I called and being as smart as she is, Cali's half-frizzy, half- curly blonde head whipped around to stare at me with her wide blue eyes. Bam! "And you're dead, when someone yells duck, you duck, not look at them. If this test was real, that dude would have just punched your lights out."

"Ugh!" Cali groaned, her thin pink lips pressed into a hard line, "I hate you!"

I chuckled. "It's not like I asked for this."

LeAnn laughed. Her chestnut eyes suddenly widened, "Storm, behind you!"

I did a back flip and kicked the hologram in the back and as he 'fell' to the ground, I did a chop to the back of the neck to knock him out.

"Gah! I hate these damn projections!" LeAnn screamed her brunet and blonde hair flying wildly around her face as she tried to defend herself without killing her opponent, which is not as easy as it sounds. "Please I think we trained enough, let us stop!"

I laughed and took out five more guys in a matter of seconds.

"Please Storm, I-" Cali broke off screaming as another attacker came at her, she dodged and continued to fight as she talked, "I..." hit, duck, "think..." she got hit in the stomach, "that we are good!" she said and kicked the guy as hard in the groin as she possibly could. He fell to the ground and didn't look like he was moving anytime soon.

I laughed. "Cheap shot."

She smirked. "It worked didn't it?"

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw another man rush at me. I snapped my fingers and the warehouse melted away into our plain white training room. Our attackers, both out-of-commission and the ones that were still fighting back disappeared. The hologram projectors hidden in the walls flicked then turned off.

"How the hell do you make a hologram hurt?" Cali complained dropping herself to the floor with the aid of the wall. "In all of the sci-fi movies they are just bluish 3-D pictures that crackle all the time. Can't yours be like that? No, they have to look real and you can actually somewhat feel it when they attack you!"

I laughed. "Only the best for my friends."

"I hate you," they both mumbled.

"There's only a fine line between love and hate, loves," I joked.

They both groaned and LeAnn fell to the ground beside Cali. "I liked you better when you couldn't even fight your way out of a paper bag," Cali grunted.

"Yeah," LeAnn agreed, "now you are better than both of us combined then that doubled and we suffer for it."

I smirked and did a bow. "Why thank you."

"Hey, Storm? Who was that guy yesterday? Ray, I think."

My muscles locked down and a fresh wave of fear washed over me, but on the outside, I locked at ease. I didn't like that feeling of fear at all. "His friends were captured by Evelyn." The hate was clear in my voice when I said his name. The bastard had destroyed my life and he would pay for it. "He needs my help to get them out. He's infiltrated Evelyn's stronghold so that he can get in without raising suspicion but he can't exactly get them out."

"And that is where we come in," Cali stated.

"No, that is where I come in."

"No," LeAnn protested, "you are not doing this alone, we are helping you whether you like it or not."

I rolled my eyes in amused disbelief. "I can stop you."

"And we will probably hurt ourselves trying to prevent you from preventing us to try and help you."