Torrent (3)

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▸Run For Your Life -The Fray

Cracking my fingers, I started to walk towards the opposing team, giving Peter an apologetic look. Soon we all went to a jog before we sprinted towards one another. Everyone fought against one another. Gaylyn gave me a menacing look, cutting in front of Peter to fight me. I sighed, rolling me shoulders back before I feinted to the right and quickly moved to the left. I elbowed her in the back, causing her to stumble.

"I'm so done with you." Gaylyn gritted out. She turned around and swung at me.

I easily dodged it and grabbed a hold of her wrist. I bent it at an angle to the point she let go if her katana. Shoving her away from the weapon, I grabbed the katana. In one motion, I brought my knee and yanked the katana down. The force snapped the katana in half.

"No!" She cried out. She glared at me. "What the hell! Why did you do that?"

"Go home kid. You don't want to be a part of this. Leave now before it drags you to the point where you can't escape." I truthfully told her. "You're going to get hurt or worse."

"You don't know anything." Gaylyn yelled as she threw a punch at me. I ducked, tapping my sword so it could be placed back onto my bracelet.

"Trust me, I do." I muttered out, taking a step back. Gaylyn managed to punch my shoulder, causing me to give her a look. A small smile spread across her face as she raised her arms again to give me another punch. I dodged her swing as she let out a groan.

"Why aren't you hitting me back?" Gaylyn questioned, lowering her arms.

"Like I've said, you don't want to be a part of this. Go home now, while you can." I warned her. "I don't want to hit an innocent."

"You don't know me." Gaylyn scoffed, doing a round house kick towards my face. I moved my head out of the way and caught her ankle. Shaking my head, I dropped her foot. "You're just like her. She said the same thing. Let me prove myself!"

"You already have." I smiled gently at Gaylyn.

"Then why won't you fight back. Hit me. Do something!" Gaylyn threw her arms up in exasperation.

"Because I don't want to hurt you. Just wait this out, Gaylyn. You can get seriously hurt." With that being said, I turned away. I saw Natasha going back towards Clint. Rolling my eyes, I ran towards her and cut her off. "Hi, it's a please meeting you."

"Yeah...who are you?" Natasha asked, swinging a punch at me. I ducked out of the way giving her a hurtful look.

"I was trying to be nice here!" I whined.

"That is me being nice." Natasha went to throw a punch at me again, aiming for a pressure point near my shoulder. I fell onto one leg, sweeping the other at her ankles. Black Widow fell onto her back with a groan.

"Well, I hate to see you angry then." I breathed out, standing back up on my feet. Natasha quickly rose to her feet with a smirk.

"Let's see how well you fight. Seems like you've got the basics down." Natasha threw a high kick at me. I barely dodged the kick.

"Not to brag or anything, but I'm way past basics." Swinging a fist at her face, I used the other puncher her floating rib. "And you know that."

Black Widow punched my arm before grabbing a hold of it and throwing me over her shoulder. Stumbling to land on my feet, I grabbed the back of her neck and brought her face to meet my knee. Natasha punched my knee, the knee cap moving out of it's place. Biting back a scream, I pushed her away. The assassin wiped blood away from her lip as I quickly set my knee cap back into place.