Ziva David Mossad Training

Chapter 10: Knife Defense Game (Last Chapter)

Ziva's last class of the day was always fun for her. It was knife defense with a little twist.

Ziva had her hands clasped together on her back. She then laid down on her stomach, and faced her partner (who of course was Nadir Cohen),  who was in the opposite end of room. A knife was placed in the center of the room, and when the whistle blew they had to crawl without using their hands to the knife. The first person to reach the knife was the attacker, and the other person had to defend, disarm, and attack.

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The whistle blew, and Ziva used her feet to shoot herself forward. She then used her knees to army crawl without hands or arms towards the knife. Grunting and breathing heavily, Ziva and Nadir raced each other to the knife. They were neck and neck. Nadir was much taller than she was, so he had an advantage. He extended his long arms and grabbed ahold of the knife. He went to stab Ziva, but she raised her arms over her chest in an "x" position; blocking the knife in its path.

Fortunately, the training knife they used to practice was made out of plastic. It wouldn't kill either of them, but would leave a nasty bruise if hit.

Ziva then brought her right knee to her chest, and extended her leg so that it collided with her Nadir's torso. She kicked him again, and hit him squarely in the groin. Ziva flipped him, and quickly disarmed him. She now had a hold of the knife. Now on top of Nadir, Ziva brought the knife down to his throat, and pretended to slit it. She pretended to slit Nadir's neck three times, and chanted "Die! Die! Die!" at the same time.

Nadir and a few other Mossad Officers laughed at Ziva's chant. Ziva herself laughed, and offered her hand to Nadir to help him up.

Nadir smirked and took her hand. However, he yanked her down to the floor and pinned her to the ground.

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All the Mossad Officers who had watched Ziva "stab" Nadir egged him on. They chanted "Teach her a lesson!" and "Make her pay!" They cheered and clapped while Nadir and Ziva wrestled on the ground.

By that time, a huge crowd of Mossad Officers had gathered to watch Ziva's and Nadir's battle. The women were chanting Ziva on, and the men chanted for Nadir.

"Ziva! Ziva! Ziva! Ziva!" The women shouted. And the men chanted "Come on Nadir! Fight! Fight!"

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Unfortunately for Ziva, she had found herself on her stomach, unable to move because Nadir placed his foot on her back. "No!" She shouted at him, laughing. "That's not fair!"

Nadir laughed. "Consider ourselves even". He said, and took his foot off her back. He then helped her up.

Ziva grinned at him. "Until next time".

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Ziva really loved her Krav Maga/Mossad family. They were tough, yet supportive. They looked out for one another, and cared for each other. Together, they shared many laughs, many jokes, and many stories. But most importantly, they had each other's backs.

~Fin~

And that's it! I hope liked this story. It was short, but I didn't really want it to be a long story. I'm writing another story at the moment, so hopefully it will be uploaded soon.

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