Chapter 8

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"Get up!" I hear someone yell from a distance. I hold my pillow tighter and try to go back to sleep. I hear it again "Get up! you want to be a hunter you have to get up early." The husky voice is clearer and closer.

"Get up!" It was way louder then before. I almost jump. I turn my head back and see Dean standing above me.

"Get dressed and need me outside." and with that he leaves. I plump my head back onto the pillow and take a deep breath. 'what have I gotten myself into?' I think as I slowly peel myself off the ground and put on the tank top that had been given to me my first night here. I had slept in the jeans from the night before so I pulled on my boots and stumbled out of the tent.

I go outside and see Dean leaning against a tree waiting for me. He waves at me to follow, and I do. After a few minutes of walking we are in a clearing. He stands in the middle facing me. I walk toward him until I take his place in the middle as he walks around observing me.

"You don't have much muscle so use your elbows and knees." he says looking me in the eyes. He starts to walk away the next thing I know I'm about to fall on my back but, he grabs my hand before I can hit the ground. His hand fit perfectly in mine. I liked the way I felt when he touched me. 'Damnit Linnea! Get your head out of the gutter. Wait a second, he tripped me. What the hell was that for?' I think to myself.

"Rule number one, Always be on your guard," He warns then let's go of my hand and I fall to the ground with a thud. I turn over on my stomach and cough. I begin to get up but a swift kick to my stomach puts me on my back again. Flashes if the simulation went through my mind. 'You're weak, pathetic, and scared'

"Stay on you feet." He says. I slowly get back to my feet and, put my arms up protecting my face. His eyes lock with mine and takes a step forward and I take one back.

"You hit first. Like I said your small so you move quicker." he says putting his arms in front of his face like mine, ready to fight. I quickly move toward him. I go to kick him the the side of his stomach but he grabs my leg and pushes me to the ground. I scram to my feet ready for him to attack. He throws a punch to my face but I dodge it. I slammed my fist into his cheek. An odd sense of accomplishment washes over me. He shakes his head then he quickly puts his hands back up.

I go to punch him again but he grabs my arm and twists it around my back. I elbow him in the jaw before he grabs my other arm. He turns toward me again and simply smiles. I smile back knowing that I'm doing good. He lunges at me but I lunge out of the way. I take advantage of his back being to me and kick the back on his knee. He kneels to the ground. Before he and get up I kick him the the stomach as hard as I can. He hunches over holding his stomach. 'Should I keep going?' I ask myself but, before I even get a chance to answer he charges me and I'm on by back again. He hovers above me.

"Don't stop fighting. Out here its kill or be killed." he says looking into my eyes. His eyes were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. I could get lost in them for ages. That's when I noticed just how close we we're. My heart was racing and heat fflooded my cheeks. This is probably I bad idea but I can't help it I have a chance and I have to take it. I may not get it again. I've never done it before. I just hope I do it right.

I close the gap between us. My lips crash against his. To my surprise he doesn't back away he kisses back. His lips move in sync with mine. His lips were unbelievably soft. I felt like a surge of electricity shoot through me. I like this feeling. I don't feel so empty anymore.

Pulling back I looked at him. I wanted to see what he would do. He looked shocked but, he didn't scramble back he just looked at me curiously a smile hinted at his lips but I could tell he was trying to fight it back. All I could manage to say was "Always be on your guard."

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