Survival of the fittest and smartest

Chapter Two : Self defense of sorts.

The rest of the story is in Kat’s POV unless stated other wise.

It was just another average day, I had taught my two sessions at the judo and I was just starting to pack up my things, when Jay came over to me, I knew that look on his face.

“Kat…”I knew that soppy sweet voice, he wanted something.

“Let me guess Tony can’t get in for his session,”

“Is there any chance you could do it,”

“Well I will have to check my schedule, you know how busy I am,” the look on his face changed and he looked so desperate and helpless, “of course I will you dofuse, I was joking.”

I knew I had and hour till the next session was going to start, I think I defiantly deserved a shower and change of clothes. Grabbing the rest of my stuff I make my way upstairs and run a hot shower. I reappear back down stairs just before my substitute session was about to start, most people were there but we were still waiting for a few more.

Ten minutes later everyone was here and stood in their rows ready to begin the session, it was a nice change seeing new faces, this group was only a beginners group so I would have to keep myself in check, most groups I thought were advanced. All we would be working on today would be, stance, balance and a little bit of sparing at the end for a bit of fun. “Hello, I’m Kat and I will be filling in for Tony today as he is unable to make it,” everyone gave me a small bow as a sign of respect and acknowledgment.

A while into the session I saw two men walk in to the dojo they were obviously twins, I had never seen people dressed like they were before, they looked very imposing and menacing, I’m guessing that was the idea, I wonder how many people had cowered in their presence. They almost blended into the white walls of the dojo they were impeccably dressed in silver, even their hair was silver, all their clothes looked extremely expensive, they were obviously well paid. What were they doing here?

I lost track of what happened to them the rest of the time, I was focusing too much on the group, they were alright, good to have a laugh with, and no injuries were sustained which was good. I didn’t have much time too hang around though as I had another street fight tonight, it was a new person in town, who obviously hadn’t herd of her yet, well he would after tonight. If she won this one there was a big stack of cash waiting for me.

After having another shower and getting ready she made her way too where it was going to take place. They were doing it at an abandoned warehouse in one of the disused parts of the city, that way there was no chance they would get caught by the cops or worse. They always moved from place to place so it was harder for the authorities to catch up with them. There was only ever a few people there, the fighters, a few people they dubbed runners in case the fighters needed the hospital and the banker who held onto the money while the fight went on.

I arrived at the warehouse a bit early as I always did so I could scope out the area, awhile later everyone else started to appear. All the usual people were here, the new fighter looked tough, this was defiantly going to take all my strength and of course it had to be the day I had taken an extra session at the judo. He was at least a hand taller than I was and a lot bigger built. As I was eyeing up my new opponent I saw a wisp of silver out of the corner of my eye, quickly pushing it aside, I needed to think about the fight now, I could think of that later, after the fight.

The fight lasted a grueling hour without any stops, I think it was safe too say I was shattered, although looking at the state of my opponent came off best, that was another stack of money in my pocket. Just from estimation I think he would be spending a few weeks in hospital recovering. I guess he won’t want to be fighting me again. After accepting my winnings and gathering my things I start to make my way to the door, by now it had gotten dark and everyone had left apart from me. I hear a wisp of wind behind me, but turning round I see nothing, just the empty warehouse.

Turning back I continue to the door, my hand is on the door handle ready to turn it when I get shoved against the door whacking my head on it in the process. Both of my hands were held tight at my back so I could not move, if I hadn’t done so much today already then I might have stood a chance at getting who ever it was off me, even though I knew I have hardly any strength left in me I still tried to fight this person off. It was then I felt something sharp and metal at my throat, my movement immediately stopped, it was a knife I knew it, this was it I was done for.

The person behind me leaned in, I could feel their breath on my neck, despite what was happening to me a shiver ran down my spine. I knew I had always pushed my luck but as it seems I had pushed it to far this time. When the person spoke, he was obviously male, but I would have guessed that anyway, his voice was like silk such a difference to his grip on my arms and the knife at my throat.

“You will come with us, we will not harm you unless we have to,” my mind raced to see if I recognized the voice but it was ringing no bells. I struggled again to see if I could get free, but this was a bad idea as the knife pressed harder to my throat and began to cut a thin line on my neck. I herd another voice over to my right, so there was two of them, but the voices sounded exactly the same, hang on, voices the same, does that mean they look the same, the bit of silver I spotted before the fight, was it those twins that came into the dojo earlier, what did they want?

“We will hurt you if we have to,” I could hear the threatening tone in his voice, he wasn’t lying, it seems if I wanted to stay in one piece I would have to go with them. Admitting my fate I relax my muscles so I no longer resisted the hands that held me, in response to this the knife drew away from my neck and I could hear it gently closing.

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