Scarlet

Dave

I would have thought that with out having Scarlet supervising and checking in would mean that Much would have gone easier on me.

I was so wrong about that idea.

He actually went harder on me.

"Ok, so this is my kattari. Your hand goes back here." he says as he straps it to my hip, and puts my hand on a bar that has a shield in front of it, to protect your hand.

"And your other hand holds this knife." he says, handing me my knife that's strapped to my other hip.

"This gives you two weapons. You have the kattari, and in your case you can hold another knife in your hand for an extra weapon."

Ok.....

"Hold it right here. It has hinges here so you can move it up and down, which makes it way easier to fight."

I slowly move the blade atound, watching as it moves smoothly on its hinges.

I start moving it faster, and start moving my.other arm, which has the knife in it.

I smile as I start to speed up my arms, watching as the knife in my left hand is like a deadly sliver blur.

"Nice job. Now, ready to try throwing that knife? After that, you'll fight me."

I just nod, wondering why I ever agreed to doing this.

Sighing, I start moving the bald around more, left to right, up, down, right to left. I threw the other knife at a tree a few times also. I actually hit the tree, and Much nods in approval.

"Looking okay. Ready to fight me?"

Hell no, you'll kill me.

"Sure."

Before I even finish my sentence, he attacks, swinging his knife in my direction. He apparently got another kattari, because he has one. He's gonna cream me.

After a half hour of slashing and fighting, we finally stop.

I'm gonna die. I'm so tired, and Much is an incredible fighter.

SCARLETS POV

Good God, my side hurts.

And I'm so bored. Rob isn't letting me walk, run,climb trees, throw my knives, or do anything that involves moving. It's not like I can easily sneak away either, because he is staring at me and is sitting beside me.

I casually start running my fingers over my knife. I love my knives. They have saved my life so many times, and I rely on them everyday.

My knives save me, and they save.the town's people too.

If you're on my side, my knives will protect you.

But if you aren't, then you just might see one hurting you, fighting against you.

Oh God, I really am in pain. I'm thinking about my knives as if their human.

A/N I'm sorry this took so long,isn't very good and is so short. I've had a crazy month, and my summer is going to only get crazier, so you can expect updates to be slower. I'm really sorry, it I hope this is ok!!

Thanks for reading!