Mystic. [Old]

Chapter 10:

Tiffany handed Jor a machete. "I'm gonna teach you how to use a weapon like this ok?" Jor held the machete weakly but gave a yes. "Try and hit me."

"What?"

"Try to attack me."

"Why? No!? I don't want to hurt you."

"Don't worry it won't hurt. Now hurt me or else I'm returning you to that lab," she said it in a serious voice, but was joking. Jor gritted her teeth a bit and attempted to swing it at Tiff. It went straight through her body and she crossed her arms. "I'm a shadow remember? But I can make myself physical when I want," she grabbed the machete with her gloved hands and spun it around. She then pointed it at Jordyn, "Grip the weapon tighter next time, swing with more force but steadily, with control."

"Tiffany, I'm not a good fighter."

"That's why I'm turning you into one. Now try again," she made her form physical (touchable) and placed her hands on her hips. "Go." Jor swung the machete at her again but Tiff dodged it, "Remember, the enemy always moves to be a harder target. Again." Jordyn and Tiffany went at it for an hour. Jor swung, missed, and had to restart. Tiff dodged and gave her tips.

"Again."

"I'm getting sick of that word you know."

"I'll stop saying it when you actually get close to hitting me, now go again. You can use your wings in battle you know." Jor fended back a little. She ran up to Tiff, slashed at her, but she dodged. She spread out her wings and sent Tiff off her feet using them. Jordyn gripped the weapon tightly and pointed it down at Tiff. "Good job. You can fight. But now I probably have to beat you up to make you durable through pain."

"WHAT?"

"You heard me."

"Heck no?!"

"Fine then fight me, and if I hit you, you work through the pain."

"God dammit," Jordyn murmured.

"Oh you curse now do you? Big words coming from such a shortie." Jordyn placed the machete on her ground and decided to use her fists. Tiffany bent her knees a little and put her arms/fists up. Jordyn through a bunch but it went straight through Tiff. Tiff kicked Jordyn in the stomach and threw her back. Punch. Kick. Throw. Slide. Repeat. It continued for another hour.

Tiffany was eventually worn out near the end, Jor still got some energy left. Jordyn threw one final punch, as Tiffany grabbed her arm and pinned her up against a tree. "Nice job, Jor. You should train every day though."

"T-thanks," Jor panted a bit.

"Oh by the way," Tiff came close to her face and whispered, "I was only taking it easy on you." Jordyn kneed her in the stomach but it went right through it. "Quit it," She gazed up, noticing it was night, "We should get some rest. I got a job for you to redeem yourself soon." She let go of Jor and walked away a bit sexily, smirking. "Jordyn soon followed after her and picked up the machete off the grass. "Can you teach me how to do that?"

"Pin people against walls and scare the shit out of them?"

"Um. Yes."

"Pfft, sure, why not. Not that you could do that to me though."

"But wouldn't I have to try and we both find out?"

"No. It's because I'm tall and you're short," Tiffany said with a grin. Jordyn punched her in the arm. Tiffany rubbed it a bit and laughed as they walked, seeing the view of the city. "Hey Tiff. Do you like girls or boys?"

"Both. Because everyone lives together and we have to deal with two different genders either way. But Why?" Jordyn shifted a bit, "I dunno, just wanted an answer." She stared at Jor intently, trying to figure out what she was thinking. "That's partially a lie, what's the truth?"Jordyn shrugged, "You can read my mind right?"

"It sometimes depends at times," she placed a hand on her hip, gazing at her. I know the real truth though. And I bet she knows about me too. She blushed a bit and smiled, "I guess I can't tell right now, maybe later. Come on, let's go back." They held each other's hand and they teleported back to the apartment.