Hell In Her Soul - Elijah Mikaelson -

Chapter 5

Elijah had snugged out two wooden swords and had led Hela to a more quiet place in the woods. But she immediately had seen through him. He didn't want that his father saw them training. It would probably ignite his high pitched temper.

Hela quickly forgot about Mikael when the curiosity about how the northmen fight took over her. It would definitely be fun to fool Elijah a bit at first. She stood opposite him and crossed her arms behind her back, giving him an eager look, faking being completely clueless of how to fight.

The young man looked at her confused when he saw that she hadn't picked up her sword. He sighed and hesitated. Was it really right to do this? To teach a woman how to handle weapons? Elijah knew his fathers opinion about this, but he himself was usually more open-minded, but he was afraid to hurt Hela.

Sighing he let his sword fall down and strutted towards her. He picked up her sword and stepped behind her. His left arm reached around her and grabbed her hand. Her back touched his chest and he was surprised how warm she felt. Elijah swallowed and tried his best to hide how interested he was in her. He looked over her shoulder and placed her fingers around the handle of the sword the right way.

Hela hid her amused smile when she heard his breath hitch. This would be so much fun. It seemed that he wasn't used to be close to women as much as she wasn't usually this close around men. Adding, he was also overly careful with her, as if she would break the second he touched her.

He let go of her when she held the sword steadily. Elijah again went standing opposite her. His face was serious, but Hela found it hard to not laugh.

"I will now show you some of the basic movements. We'll go slow at first. At first, just try to block my hits."

Overly slow he lifted up his swords and attempted to do a hit. Hela waited until the sword was close and then lifted hers up just the right way to block him. He frowned, but she just flashed him an innocent smile, before she stopped the act.

Still smiling she pushed his sword away violently and Elijah stumbled backwards. She jumped back at him like a snake and reached forward, one hand bend behind her back and landed her first hit. At first, he could block her hard hits, but he still was stumbling backwards. Whenever he tried to fight back, she just ducked under his sword or even jumped over it. Never had he seen someone fighting like that. She was way smaller than him and he was surely stronger, but she was just so quick, he could barely see her movements.

Hela took her time and put on a little show before his back touched a tree. He tried hard to avert the inevitable, but after a short while, the tip of her sword was on his throat. She bit her lip to keep herself from laughing and ruin his pride even more.

"You may be strong, but you're too slow. I suggest you should improve that."

All of a sudden, he attacked her again with a grim looked on his face. Surprised Hela stumbled backwards, but quickly was back into the fight again. She blocked some hits, before again he made the mistake to use too much of his strength. He needed too long to lunge out for a hard hit. Hela easily lifted her foot and kicked against his chest so he fell backwards and onto the floor. The air was knocked out of his lungs. Her foot was still on his chest and her blade again against his throat, while she smiled down to him.

He needed a moment to breathe, before he couldn't help but laugh. Elijah relaxed onto the floor when Hela joined in the laughter.

"Wow, I lost against a girl..."

She helped him up and nudged him because of his remark.

"...I guess I can't teach you anything. Sorry, I had no clue."