Magic (ON HOLD)

A real Warrior

Karana slowed the car to a stop in front of a gray shed. "Why the fuck are we here, we have to save dad!" I shouted my voice getting louder and louder with each word. "We will Vanessa, but we need to train and get more weapons here. Ok?" She replied calmly and got out of the car without waiting for an answer. I pushed the heavy door open and set out after Karana, Jackson by my side, holding my hand.

It was cold inside, probably because it hasn't been used in years. "Where the hell is all the weapons?" Jackson exclaimed and his voice echoed through the steel walls. "Hold on Jackson!" Karana shouted over to him. Her hands sparked and all of a sudden the place started to move! It felt like an earthquake going through the bunker. Karana stood still as if not affected by the shaking. She glared at the walls, her eyes turning the color bright green. Then her eyes reset to her original brown color. Her hands stopped sparking blue. But then, I looked around and saw walls and drawers and containers full of different weapons.

"Holy shit, you and dad were no joke!" I announced out loud while looking around the place. The bunker seemed to grow in length and width. It seemed a lot bigger than before. The floor was covered in different boxing areas and mats on the floor for training. The walls held things from large MG3 Machine guns to FN F2000 Assualt Rifles. "Holy fuck you have the best guns in the World!" I exclaimed running up to the MG3 Machine gun. I held it up in my hands and chanted "We won't lose!" Until my arm started to hurt from the rifle's weight.  Suddenly the door opened wide and a large man came through and wrapped his arm around Jackson's throat.

"Surrender Karana and Vanessa Jones or else the kid dies." He shouted. Karana ran to where I was standing holding a gun. "Let go of him now!" I shouted over to the guy. "No can do, not until you come with me. Both of you." He called nodding his chin towards Karana. I reached behind my back and drew out both my katanas. "Fight me for it." I spoke. He grinned and threw Jackson to the side. Then reached behind his back and got out almost the same exact blade that my mother had. But it was bigger. It shone under the white light from above. "Let's go then!" He shouted and dashed towards me in incredible speed.

He drove his blade forward and I blocked it almost barely. I lunged over to him and slid through his spread out legs. Before he turned around to see me. I quickly slashed his back. He wrenched in pain and quickly spun around, throwing me about 10 feet away from him into the wall. "You little bastard, I just got this jacket." He advanced on me, spinning the huge blade between his manly fingers. He slashed his blade down and I rolled out of the way, but not before he hit me. Blood spilled down from the cut on my face, and I stood glaring at him. I sprinted forward and hit his blade with mine. I pushed his blade away from his face and took my other one to drive it in his face. He grunted in pain and started towards me. I crouched down with both of my blades behind my back. Then when he got close enough, I ran with both blades still in my hand towards the mats.

He followed quickly behind. Shouting curse words and telling me I was a coward for running away. I got back in the crouch I was in before and darted towards the man. I spun around and kicked him in the side. Then, spun around again, keeping the other foot I used to the ground for support and kicked him in the face with the other leg. He seemed confused and dazed for a moments time, so I took the opportunity to strike. I held out both the blades in front of me and charged forward. It all seemed to happen in slow motion. I jumped off the near by table and flew through the air with both my blades still in front of me. Then I turned on my side and rolled in the air. I kicked him in the face then flipped in mid air to kick him in the stomach. Then landed gracefully on both feet, one foot in front and lunged forward, driving the two blades into him. One in the chest and one in the stomach. He fell hard on his back and tried to say something but blood caught his words.

"That's why a real warrior never lets distraction get it's way into a fight. But, I guess your not a real warrior. Are you?" I whispered close to his face. Then I jerked the two katanas out of his chest and slid the blood off with a near by towel. Then stuck them both back into the hilt behind my back. He seemed to lose air like my mom did. But he spoke steadier then she would have. "I didn't have to catch you, someone else could have!" He grinned a devil grin and closed his eyes. Keeping the devils grin on his face.

Before I got to protest, I looked up to see two other guys like the one I just fought. They wore black suits and held onto Jackson and Karana with brut strength. "Let them go, unless you want to end up like your little friend here!!" I shouted to the men. But before they responded, one of the guys snapped his fingers and I felt a rushing pain come to my head. Then I saw light, that turned to complete darkness.