Death's a Bitch REPLACEMENT

Chapter Three: Training

"Come on you lazy fucker make your moves more fluent, it's like dancing not bowling through everything" I snapped from the booth I was sitting in, the booth watched over the training gym where he fought in the hand combat section. Different sections advanced different skills like stealth and others that you need for this job.

He had strength but he didn't have skill. He throws it all in and hopes for the best. He doesn't glide through his moves and deliver it effectively.

"Maybe you should be down there with him?" Camael said breaking my thought

"After the stunt he pulled last week in heaven? I'm not getting close to him"

"But it has been a week Death and he hasn't improved the slightest, he needs to be shown. Just knock him on his ass if he tries anything. I trust you can handle it" Camael said

Camael wasn't as bad as he portrays to be, take him away from heaven and you see he's actually more of an asshole.

"Plus Death" he added "you can kick his ass and you can't get in trouble for it, I mean its training"

"I like the way you think" I said with a smile jumping out of the booth and landing right behind him.

He got a fright and threw a punch towards my face. I blocked it easily and threw one back, it hit him square in the nose and you heard a critical crack. The ones that literally make you feel the pain

Saying he looked pissed was an understatement. Blood streamed from his nose and all over his black shirt. He came at me full force his anger blazing with every punch he had. Every single hit I blocked which pissed him off more.
Well he had a temper like me

"Channel your anger angel boy" I said calmly "let it flow through you not drive you, let it guide your fists"

For once in my life I found a male that listens, He managed to land a punch on me, nothing critical just my eye. He stopped and hung back with a satisfied half smile on his perfect face.

"Don't you look entertained" I said shooting him an evil look

"What can I say beating up your tutor has always been a highlight of my life"

"You've done it before?" I questioned

"Yeah in high school, let's just say my drama teacher didn't like me"

"Ever had a tutor who hits back?" I said the smile wiped off his and onto mine

"Well... um... no, can't say I have"

"Come on then Ashie or are you to scared?"

He stepped in front of me and held his fists up

"Maybe when I was four"

"Four and a half" I mimicked throwing the first punch

An hour past and we were beyond dead, both of us were sweating like crazy, barely could breath and muscles were far past hurt.

"Just in time for tea, clean up and meet me down stairs"

I said walking out of the gym and up to my room stripping down for a quick shower. I haven't been pushed like that in a while he has potential which scares me; I have to talk to Lucifer.

"They what?" Lucifer yelled through the phone

"They are making me train a potential replacement"

"And if you do get replaced?"

"My contract is terminated, as much as I hate this job it isn't so bad"