04. SPARRING

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NEW FLESH

CHAPTER FOUR: SPARRING

STAN nodded his head seemingly annoyed at having to even answer that question

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STAN nodded his head seemingly annoyed at having to even answer that question. He followed Stan into the middle of the circle almost surprised when he attacked him, setting him in a headlock he gave them that wicked grin he sported during each training session and pointed at Jamie's face, "so, who can tell me what he did wrong?" he glanced over each individual face waiting for a response, his eyes stopped on Josi.

"You" her face drained of color and she glanced to Margo and the boy beside her, she opened her mouth to speak and oddly enough no words came out of her mouth, he shook his head in irritation before pointing to Margo, "he left himself exposed", Stan grinned, "this" he gestured to Jamie and then to Josi, "is why we train, because if you pull a Josi or a Jamie, you're dead" the words sunk in like anchors everyone knowing what was to come next. He roughly released Jamie everyone watching as he tried his best to stand up violent coughs leaving his mouth.

"If you die out there, nobody knows, you're a ghost", Margo had heard the words many times since she'd been at the barn, this time however they seemed to indirectly be directed towards someone, and she was pretty sure as to who they were for.

Jamie made his way back to his spot in the circle rubbing his neck as he did so, turning to face the opposing side of the circle he approached Mitch carrying a knife in one hand as he did so. He tossed him the knife watching in curiosity as he caught it with little to no effort, "kill me", Mitch's eyes flicked from the knife to Stan almost as if he was asking for permission. He lunged forward going for Stans side only to be surprised when he caught his arm and proceeded to punch him in the face.

Using Mitch's arm as a way to propel him he used it to flip Mitch onto his back with the knife pressing against the skin of his throat, looking up at the others in the circle he tightly held down the knife to Mitch's throat using both hands, "people think you can slice a mans throat like this, that's only in the movies" he looked down to where Rapp still laid held in place by his grip and pushed down on the knife ever so slightly, "right there," he placed his hand over his like he was going to push it further- his way of emphasizing what he was doing- "do it, no noise, no mess" he smacked his hand against the knife looking back up to the others.

He pulled the knife away from Mitch's throat and stood up watching as he pushed himself to his feet in an aggravated manner, he tossed his knife into the dirt letting his eyes once again wander over the recruits and locals, "Victor, you're up". Mitch looked to get a look at Victor watching as he picked up Stans knife, the two stood in silence for a few moments before Victor took a few steps forward and initiated the beginning of the fight with the swing of his knife.

He tried stabbing him a few more times before aiming for Mitch's stomach, they all watched in surprise as he grabbed onto the blade and used his grip to flip Victor onto his back as Stan had done to him, he held the knife in his hand for a few split seconds before tossing it into the dirt, "the fuck man" Victor grumbled as he stood up dusting his hands off, "who grabs a fucking blade", Mitch glanced to see Stans reaction being caught off guard when Victor whipped his hand across his face almost sending him to his knees.

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