Imagines

Heda Y/N Kom Podakru Pt 2 || J. Murphy

Louwoda Kliron - Shadow Valley

Boudalan - Rock Line

1628 Words

Hand to hand combat has always been a weakness of mine, so because of that, I trained in hand to hand combat twice a day.

I stared my component in the eyes, waiting for him to make the first move, I had my fist in front of my face, arms lowered to protect my chest, and right in front of my left, feet shoulder width apart.

I had a big crowd around me, wanting to see their new Commander fight. One person stood out in the crowd, John. My eyes flickered over to him, but before I could get a good look at him, my opponent was charging at me.

He went to throw a punch to my side, but I grabbed his fist, moving it to my side, and spinning to kick his legs out from under him. As he fell down to the ground, I was quick to twist his arm behind him, and shove his face into the dirt with my foot.

I shoved his arm down, lifting my foot off his skull, pissed that there was no challenge. I turned around and walked to John, a smirk on his face.

"I didn't know you were such a good fighter." He said.

"Well I have to, you know being Commander and all." He laughed.

"So how's Commander life treating you and all?"

"Its not as glorious as it seems, trust me." I speak quietly so only he hears me.

"Well, want to spend the day Commander free?" I looked at him in disbelief.

"I can't do that John, simply stop being Commander for the day."

"That's not what I meant and you know it." I sighed, looking away from his deep blue eyes that reminded me of home.

"People will still treat me like Commander." I looked back at him.

"Who said we were going to be in public?" We shared a look and cracked smiles.

"Okay, well before we do that, why don't you show me that wooden horse that brought you in my path?" I held out my hand, his smile turned into a smirk.

"Alright," he grabbed my hand and lead me through the crowd to the bender.

We walked up to a table, a lady sitting behind craving another figurine with nibble fingers.

"May I?" John asked the bender pointing at a carefully carven horse, she had a hint of hesitation, but seen me, and nodded going but to her work. "This is it," he said, carefully picking up the horse as if it was a thin piece of glass, and showed it to me, eyes wide like a child's; my heart swelled.

"It's beautiful," I said, taking the wooden horse from his hands, looking at how carefully and delicately it was craven. I hand it back to John and dig through my bag, look for something to trade for the horse.

I found a roll of bread and hand it to the lady, she nodded a thank you, and we left.

"You didn't have to do that."

"I know, but I wanted to." I answered as we left Polis and into the forest.

"Why?"

"Because we wouldn't have met if it wasn't for it, you were into it, and I just flat out wanted to." As I said those words, he stated at me for the longest time. "What?" I asked, looking back at him.

"You barely know me and you're being so nice." He said in disbelief.

"Why is it so hard to believe? Have you been treated that badly?" I asked lightly laying my hand on his arm, he looked down at my hand.