I dunno Yet

Chapter 3

Something thumps my forhead, scaring me awake, I sit up in the back of the truck. Looking around for the cause of desturbance in my sleep, my eyes fix on a man that is twenty two years old, but looks in his teens still. Wearing a dark blue t-shirt, blue jeans with bright green eyes smiling at me. "God I hate you." I say wrapping my arms around his sholders, pulling away he asks, "How was it?"

"Boring, the guards were shit and even the bindings for the prisoners were old enough to blow into dust. I could have excapted faster, but I wanted to try and make it compliated. But nope, I only got to knock out two guards, not even that!"

I complain about the prison all the way into the black and blue house, all the windows closed and covered with curtains. A simple house with everthing needed to live and sucluted from society. I could scream and no one could possably hear me. Enough yard room to practice.

The room we enter when we go into the house is the livingroom, there is no TV, we don't have time for technology, even though Jaramy almost always has free time, while most of my time is spent in different situations because I like the thrill of  it. I go into the bathroom down a hall a little ways and find some clothes to change into.

when I get back, wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top, I stand next to Jaramy, "how long are you plaining on keeping this one?"

"I don't know, depends if he lives through the trial."

"Does he know anything?"

I watch Aden, sitting on the couch looking around the room. "I don't think so, I don't know, but considering that he was saying some jiberish about dying in that prison, most likly not."

"That won't be too helpful, you always choose the worst ones.

"Nu-uh."

"Well, hopefully he knows how to fight."

"Let's  get him something to wear first, I think he'll  fit something of yours." Jaramy sighs going and getting some of his clothes, coming back he throughs it on Aden, "Here you can wear these. The vathroom is down the hall first door on your left." 

Aden gets up going the way he had been told, when he comes back he is wearing a black t-shirt and jeans that fit him quite well.

"Well come on." I grab his wrist, dragging Jaramy to Aden who is atill standing in the hallway, "Come on looser, were going to go figure this out."

When he doesn't moveI  reach out and grab his wrist too. Dragging them both out the back door through the kitchen. The back yard is covered in gravel even though the front yard is all grass, this way when were fighting eachother we don't slip and slide.

I drag them away from the house, up ahead I see a shed. Letting them go I run up to the shed, from behind a broken piece of wood I get the key and unlock the padlock keeping it closed.

Opening the door, inside there are different sizes and types of knies, and different types of guns. I grab two knives one shorter than the other and a revolver and pistol. Turning around and leaving the shed I push the door closed again with my foot. "Remind me to lock that back later." I tell them.

Aden stares at the weapons in my hands as if he had never seen one before.

"Which ones do you want?" I ask him.

"For what?" he asks sounding worried.

"I'm testing you if course. So pick two damned weapons before I choose which one I want."

"Pick one." Jaramy tells him. "Or she'll kill you with one."

Aden looks alarmed, he quickly pulls the pistol out if my hand and the longest blade.

"Good choice I guess." I tell him trying to be nice.

"What are you going to do?" He asks.

"Were going to fight, the one who gets knocked to the ground and can't get up looses. And if you loose within five minutes... I'll kill you." I say this shoving the revolver between my belt.

I turn around and start walking away a safe distance so we can start.

Turning around, Jaramy is already far enough away and Aden is standing akwardly still in the same spot.

"Are you ready?" I yell at him, I can see him nod. Looking to Jaramy, he yells,

"begin!"

As soon as the first cilable leaves his lips I am running full force at Aden. He gets into a fighting stance, lifting the blade over his sholder like a bat with one hand and aiming the gun at me with the other. Holding my knife in front of my face I block a bullet that was heading for my chest. I grin at him as I keep running, before I actually reach him, I pull the revolver out, cocking it and aiming it at his stomache, I shoot, he does't manage to deflect it in time and buckles over in pain groaning. Of course they aren't real bullets, these are for training, the least they could do is leave a bruse and really hurt.

He doesn't completely fall over, I know there's more to him than what has showing. I imagine a sword much larger than his and it slowly shimmers into existence in my hand as I drop the other blade. Slashing at the air Aden is left with two cuts on his chest crossing making an X.

He looks amazed for a second, then finally he does what I've been waiting for, lifting his hand the ground starts to shake. The gravel slowly starts to rise from the ground. Shaping into a giant hammer floating in the air for some time before falling back to earth directly at me, grinning I dive out of the way.

Imagining millions of knives of different sizes hanging in the air above him, they shimmer into existance. Aden looks above himself wondering what I'm looking at. He freaks out lifing his hand above him the gravel follows creating a shield.

"That's not going to stop me, I'll force..." I shudder from the energy of keeping the knives in existance. "My-My way through." Snapping my fingers down the knives dive for the shield, pushing down on the barrier making him have to use more energy to hold it up.

He finally gives up, the gravel showering him and the knives following. I manage to stop them from making it to his barely consciences body on the ground, easily making them dissappear.

I stumble towards him, falling to my knees when I reach him, laying my hand on his sholder, "hey..." He blinks at me, looking confused and tired, I pat his face trying to get him to get him to concentrate.

"Your a keeper." I say falling over next to him, I look over to Jaramy who is running toward us. He slows down when he realizes we're fine.