Killing For Family

Chapter 6

"Okay, so what you're going to want to do is aim the punch directly at my chest," Jason told Celia, readying himself for the hit of their first lesson.

She lunged forwards, planting an easy, solid punch into his chest.

He recoiled a bit but brought himself upright, shaking off the punch and grinning.

"Exactly."

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"You're getting quite good at this, and it's been two weeks already. Let's spar today. Go on, I'm ready." Jason taunted, lowering himself to the ground, a challenging smile sprawled across his face.

She just grinned devilishly back at him and launched.

They both panted once they had finished fighting. 

"Pretty good." He commented lightly.

"Thanks." She told him, out of breath. She had trained similarly to this before and was already quite good at the moves, but had tried to hide it from Jason in order to protect their identities, though he already knew that her twin could fight. But his training had actually improved her fighting skills, which she didn't expect.

"I'll see you tomorrow. Be careful tonight." He warned her seriously.

"Yeah. Will do." She replied offhandedly, but secretly wondered if this was the night he was going to betray them, if he had finally worked out who they were.

She got up and walked away, before turning around abruptly.

"Hey, Jason. I don't trust easily. Bad childhood. But I think I can learn." She said all at once, ready to retreat back quickly.

"Time is all we need, Celia. And it terms of bad childhoods, didn't we all?" He told her quietly.

She nodded, turning around again.

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"Yeah, he said he had a bad childhood. There's now around a 60 percent chance for him to be an assassin." She told Lukas, flopping onto the bed.

"Yeah, well. Still gotta 'be careful tonight'. With everything he said, I wouldn't be too sure he isn't going to kill us and this is just his extremely tearful goodbye."

"Let's hope so, shall we? I don't think I can bear having another conversation including bad childhoods." She muttered into her pillow.

"Again?" Lukas questioned in blatant wonder. "Just how damaged are you?"

She groaned into the pillow.

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That evening they all gathered on the platform to have food, as usual. Some nights the twins went out there, sometimes they didn't. Tonight they felt safer disguised within a crowd of people.

Most people still didn't know who they were, having never talked to them before. They faced the odd idiot but mostly kept a low profile. Only Jason knew her name, and he didn't even know Lukas'.

They didn't see him out there, which further riled them up, though they did appreciate that they could be making something out of nothing here.

That was until they heard the growls.

They looked off the platform to see wolves approaching from still relatively far away. They couldn't see the platform yet, due to the darkness, so there was time for full-on panic to ensue.

And ensue, it did.

"Alright people. Everyone back to their huts. Turn out the lights and stay there until someone knocks on your door and calls your name." Alpha hulking guy, who they'd learned was called Andrew, or Drew, announced to the platform quietly, yet carried enough authority that the whole population became silent and filed out to their houses.