Invincible

Chapter 15- The Arena

The next day, my first day of training began. Ian came and woke me up bright and early. After a quick quickie in the bathroom, Ian led me out of the room and down the hall.

"From now on, things will be different. You will have more freedom to do as you will outside of training. Remember, you are being tracked and any sign of disobedience will have serious consequences."

"What about Kat?"

"Until a tracker is planted, she will need to stay in the room."

"Am I allowed to visit Jesse?"

Ian stops moving abruptly. It takes me off guard that I walk right into his back.

"Who is he to you anyways?"

"He's just a friend."

"I will arrange a meeting for you in his room. However, the visit will be supervised by me personally."

Running ahead, I turn and give Ian a big hug. The joy I feel is indescribable.

"Thanks, this means a lot to me!"

Ian smiles, and continues to guide me down the hall.
We walk for quite a while before he takes me through a door, and into what appears to be a big arena. Panic begins to rise inside me. I have never fought before, and the thought of having to learn made me feel as if I was becoming a different person. A new me. Am I really ready for that?

Out of the blue, and in slow motion I see Ian's fist come toward my face. My body quickly responds and blocks his attack. "What the hell!"

Ian doesn't respond. Instead, his other fist comes at me, and I block it again. He continues to throw punches and then throws in a side kick. I block each one with ease.

"Okay, you're doing great. Now, show me what ya got! I want to see you fight back."

Shaking my head, I step back a couple feet. "I don't want to fight."

Ian's lips purse together. "You don't have a choice. It's either fight back or get killed."

Tears fill my eyes. "I don't want this life. I want to go home! I want to be a normal person with a normal life."

Ian steps closer and grabs my shoulders. His grip is tight with confidence. "I'm only going to say this once. You are no longer normal, and you have nothing to be afraid of. You are stronger and more  unique than any of us. I know this wasn't your choice, but you have been given a gift, and I suggest you use it. Quit focusing on the bad, and focus on the good. Now, you need to fight back."

Ian throws faster punches and kicks. Blocking and ducking from each one, I then make my first punch. Ian sees it coming but isn't quick enough. My fist comes in contact with his left Jaw. Ian grunts and falls to the ground.

Worried that I hurt him, I run to his side. Bending over I grab his right hand. "Are you okay?"

Ian looks at me with a look of approval before lifting his left hand away from his jaw for me to see. His jaw is crooked, and I know instantly that I broke it. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you."

"You are incredible!"

His words aren't clear, but definitely enough to understand. "Come on! Let's go find some ice."

"It's fine, like you I will heal."

Bending my head, I lightly trail butterfly kisses along his jaw. Without much control, I allow my mouth to travel down his neck. "Why do I want you right now?"

Ian reaches up and pulls me on top of him. His hands encircle around my waist, and slide up my shirt to fondle my breasts. His caressive strokes feel so good, I tilt my head back in pleasure. Small moans escape my lips and I begin to rock my hips back and forth against the bulge in his pants.