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Chapter 8 (v.1) - Injuries to Training?

Submitted: February 13, 2013

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Submitted: February 13, 2013



As we walked to the hospital wing, Eric asked how my shoulder was feeling and about the night of the incident.

“I told you already, I don’t remember anything! It was dark, I was in pain, not to mention that they continued beating me after I had hit the ground till I passed out!”

“Ok, ok calm down.” He said. I thought he deserved to be yelled at.

He lead me into one of the rooms, the nurse was Flora from when I had first met Sakura, Sobi, Mahly and Terence.

“Oh it’s you!” She smiled and the flowers in her eyes spun. That still confused me. She saw me staring at her spinning pupils. “You must be curious about these huh?” She pointed at her eyes as she tilted her head.

Eric came in shutting the door.

“I’m a sprit, ya know, like they live in flowers? Well I took a human’s form.” She smiled at me. I walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. Eric sat in a far chair. “Will you take off your shirt?” I looked at her with a look that said no. I looked at Eric who just sat there.

Why did he seem perfectly fine with this? i thought. Looking back at Flora, I sighed and slipped the tank top off over my head, it revealed the gashes in my side and on my shoulder as well and many other smaller scratches. I just sat quietly as the nurse tended to my wounds.

After 15 or 20 minutes, I was allowed to pull my shirt back over my head over new bandages. Eric stood up and followed me out.

“That wasn’t too bad now was it?” He asked sarcastically. He leaned back dodging my fist.

“You’d be the only one to think that pervert.” I said before continuing to the training area. It was the only place that I knew where it was. Walking into the room right as a huge bang echoed up on the second floor. I looked up at the two blurs fighting. Wonder if it’s Jasper and Terence. I headed up with Eric behind me.

I stared at Ayama and Jasper as they fought. Eric seemed completely calm about it. I watched as Ayama hardly had to move out of the way of Jasper’s punches and kicks. She spun and kicked him in the stomach sending him back. He slid on the ground putting his hand down to keep his balance. They stopped both out of breath.

“That was a good work out.” Ayama said. Jasper nodded in agreement. Eric smiled a little. “Your turn, Sis.” She said walking over to Komako and Serian. The pair stood up and walked to opposite corners of the room.

Eric and I walked over to Ayama and Jasper who were now watching as Serian kicked off the ground taking the upper hand in the air. Komako disappeared and reappeared behind him throwing him to the ground with her foot. Landing softly as Serian jumped up and got ready for the next blow but was stopped by Komako holding an arrow in front of his throat. He smiled.

“I really have to improve don’t I?” He asked Komako as she smiled and lowered her arrow.

“Do you guys do this every day?” I asked the group who had just fought.

“No not every day.” Komako said. “We mainly do it for practice when we think we need to improve.” I nodded not really understanding it.

“You’ll start training like that with Eric as soon as you build up the strength.” Ayama said. I stared at her. She must be crazy.

“Are you serious?” I ask completely against the idea of having to involve myself with him anymore than I have been forced to.

“You don’t really have a choice in it, Giselle.” Jasper said. I merely gave a slight glare only to be met with one shot right back at me. I sighed and went to sit on the railing as their training continued.

Their version of training and mine were completely different. I watched Eric get pulled into practice. I sighed and leaned back holding on to the bar so I didn’t fall backwards. I eventually let myself hang upside down, my hair falling over my ears and hanging past. I didn’t know what was really in store for me…

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