Chapter 3

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The gang and I are walking back in the house. "Hey Veen, where are you guys from?" I ask.

"I'm from England a little island but I moved to Rome with Klaus and Syn when I was 13." That explains their accents. Nik and I dusted Syn and Aries meanwhile we got beat by Veen. We split up into teams based on our car type for the race. It's nearly 10 at night when we all finally go up into our rooms. I change into flexible leggings and a sports bra. The 3rd floor is literally one huge room with nothing but concrete. On the farthest wall is hella weapons. Under a plaque with my name on it are my special weapons. Ones that cost big money and are carved for the exact purpose of killing and or injuring. I grab my Katana and decide to leave the rubber covering on so I don't dismember the wooden dummy. I glide over to the dummy. In seconds im moving with my blade. I come down on the arm of the dummy and immediately spin and come right back down. I continue patterns and combos on it until I'm gasping and out of breath.

"Spar me." I hear Ni'Klaus's voice say from behind me. I nod and jerked my head to the weapons wall. He grabs a Katana for my benefit. I'm best with knives and swords and spears and really just pointy objects. We circle each other slowly taking breath, observing each others movements. Canvassing each other. I notice his left side is dominant. He's probably left handed even though he's holding the Katana with both hands. I move in, not taking my eyes off of his. He swiftly brings his Katana up and I duck and bring mine around to his side with me coming up. He nods at my rubber sheathe, telling me to take it off. I slide it off and quirk my eyebrow. I spin, pieces of my hair falling out of the bun I hastily did. He ducks and sidesteps. I take on the roll of the offensive because he's clearly on defense. I lunge and try to parry at his sword but he's quick. Not quicker than me though. I manage to nip his hand and he smirks. He parrys at me but I jerk to the side blocking his blow with a tight grip on my sword. I do a sweep kick on his ankles and he's not expecting it. He trips and loses his balance. I immediately take that to my advantage and take my foot to his chest making him fall. I stab down but he wriggles to the side. I step on his wrist and straddle him. As I raise my blade to figuratively finish him I look into his features. His dusty rose pink lips are quirked into a smirk. His eyes twinkling. They're intense. We stay like this with my blade raised for a long time when he finally rolls from underneath me and reverses our rolls. He's now straddling me, careful not to sit his weight on me. His 6 foot 2 frame would probably crush my 5 foot 6 frame. He leans down and goes to my ear to whisper "You're fast princess, but not strong. Use your speed to your advantage don't think twice. Use your instincts." I can't focus on his advice. I can feel his cool breath on my neck and my breathes hitch. I clench my jaw and regain my composure without giving him the slightest hint about what he did to me. "And you're strong, but you're too slow for my liking, how can I trust you'll be quick enough to save my life in a battle? And you know Mr. 6 ft, they say the bigger they are the harder they fall." I say in breaths a smirk taking over my lips. "You expecting me to have to save you?" He replies. "When pigs fly." I lobby back at him. He looked into my eyes and I swear his eyes changed colors but as fast as I thought I saw them change to silver they're back to that icy blue. "Princess?"

"Yes?" I can't think right when he's this close.

"Your eyes often change colors?" His eyebrows furrow attractively. And not to mention he's still hovering above me.

"No, why?" I respond belatedly.

"I thought...I just...nevermind." He runs a hand through his black waves.

"I saw yours." I reveal. Yep, I'm officially out of my mind. Seriously.

"Saw mine?"

"Your eyes. They changed colors." I might as well continue. No backing out now.

"What color?" He tilts his head curiously.

"Silver."

"Yours appeared gold."

Something clicks in my brain and I blink as he breathes out "Silver and gold."

I slide from under him and take my Katana back to its place on the wall. I all but run out of the training room. Silver and gold. It's an old tale my aunt and Mr. Motinxi would tell me. These two warriors were on opposing teams. They were to fight each other. Enyo's side was full of women just like her. She was powerful and enchanting. One day while she visited a tavern she met a male. His name was Alessandro. He was part of the opposing side and his was full of chavenous men. He was unlike these men though. He was powerful and calculating. Except when he met Enyo he fell in love. When their eyes met, Enyo's eyes flashed a striking, almost see through gold, and Alessandro's eyes flashed an intense bright silver. But just as they saw it, it went away. One day of the war they were both on the battlefield fighting for their lives. They ran up on each other expecting to end one or the others life, but when they saw one another. They stopped. It was as if they were the only two on the battlefield. Enyo raised her palm to his and lightning cracked above as the ground shook. All the women and men stopped. They lived in alleged unison, but little did Enyo and Allesandro know, the two sides still hate each other and each felt betrayed by their leader. So on a cold, cold day, they right hands of both Enyo and Allesandro, slipped poison into their cups at dinner. Hours later, Enyo and Allesandro were found dead. Enyo sleeping peacefully on top of Allesandro. Both their eyes were open. Enyo's were gold and Allesandro's were silver. No matter how many times they tried to close their eyes they couldn't. Enyo's right hand cried and cried she felt horrible for betraying Enyo. Allesandro's right hand felt equally as horrible. Once the couple was buried together and a fortnight passed, complete with ground breaking tremors and lightning storms, Enyo and Allesandro's right hands hung themselves. The story was very sad and apparently, it'd been told to Ni'Klaus as well as me. I never thought the story anything more than a scary tale. I don't know why they even bothered telling it to me but they did.

I lay on my bed mentally and physically worn out. I open my eyes and there is someone rapping on my door. I walked over to the door and open it. On the other side is Syn. Syn with a smile. "Wanna go to the mall with me?" She asked happily. And I would've happily declined if she didn't look so happy.

"Yea, just give me a minute to shower and get dressed," I almost close the door but I reopen it and ask "Are the boys coming?"

"Uh, Nope. Veen, Air, and Klaus went to the movies. I'm guessing to hit on girls." She chuckles and rolls her eyes. My stomach clenches when I think of Nik hitting on girls. I close the door and scoff at myself. What have I become? And to think I didn't like Syn. She's actually pretty cool. She's very...bubbly. Always excited about something. I take a shower and pull a black flowy crop top over my head. I pull up black ripped jeans. And I mean ripped. Not big ass holes or anything. But the rips go up and up my thighs. I put on white UGGS and a white NIKE windbreaker. It's fall and it's like 50 degrees, but here in ballpark it's never sunny. I don't get cold anyway. My body usually hurriedly adjust to any weather. I slip my phone in my back pocket and walked downstairs.

"Ready." I alert Syn. She hops up from the couch and ask

"Whose car we taking?"

"Mine and i'm driving." I have this control freak thing going on. Usually I keep it on the down low but sometimes I just can't help myself.

"Fine by me, I hate driving. I like to gawk at cuties." She puts a grin on her face that rivals the Cheshire Cat's grin. She even winks. I roll my eyes and lift the garage. We traipse over to my car and slide in. It still smells like new car. As we pull out she starts to direct me to the mall.

"How the hell do you already know where it's at...by heart?" I ask incredulously

"I've been once or twice." She mumbles. Anything fun is about half an hour from where we live. 25 minutes later we pull into the mall parking lot and it's buzzing. Yay....


Please feel free to comment on thing in the story or message me with questions. And I do apologize for how short it is. I have duties, but wanted to get another chapter out there. Thanks! Byeee!

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