Part 11 finaly !!!!
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I was then blind folded and knocked out. I woke up in a huge white room. “This is where we’re going to train wewe to fight. Our way” Edward hadn’t even taught me how to fight yet but when the man alisema ‘our way’ it was obviously going to be a different way to how my family fight. Wanyonya damu started to enter the room. “Now watch us” A woman told me “And if wewe don’t you’ll be in trouble” She took a man and they started inaonyesha me a fight. It looked complicated as each one of them took it in turn fighting each other it looked so hard. “I can’t do this”
“You have talent”
“Why does everyone keep telling me that?”
“Because it’s true” I stood up and started fighting just like they did but better. I was jumping around knocking them down, it was as if I was on stage mitaani, mtaa dancing. It felt amazing. I could imagine myself having muziki to this fighting, it was basically like a dance routine it was amazing. “That’s just the basics” She told me. “Is this like a dance routine mixed in with fighting?”
“Yes. You’re a natural”
“So basically wewe figure out a dance routine and then fight using it”
“Yes” She turned the muziki on and we got to work. It felt great. I defiantly liked their way of fighting it was different and new. siku and night we would practice our fighting, well I guess wewe could call it dancing. “I told you, wewe have talent”
“You’re that man who has been hiding and talking to me”
“Yes I am” He was tall with dark brown spiked up hair. “We need to change your clothes”
“What’s wrong with them?”
“You can’t go around like that” He was dressed in jeans and a top, just like the other men, although they didn’t really have their tops on whilst we were practicing. The girls here wore leggings, tight small tops that came half way down their stomachs and trainers. I guess he was right I didn’t fit in and did need to change my clothes. “I need to hunt, I’m thirsty”
“Oh wewe won’t need to. Drink this and wewe won’t need to hunt again. That’s how we get by” I drank what he held out in front of me and I felt a sudden rush of energy go through me. “Feel better?”
“Yes, way better” He took me to get changed and I went to practice again. It felt much easier than before and I had zaidi energy. I was also faster than before and some people told me it made us all look zaidi beautiful once we had the drink. I never needed to go out and drink blood like he alisema which was amazing. I’d been here for two months now and was having a great time. We never went out of where we were. We practiced every day, training for a fight. “Right today is the big fight”
“Who’s it against?”
“The Cullen’s, they made a little promise to us a while zamani that we would fight against them and the best team win” I was shocked. But then I felt like I didn’t care about them anymore. I belonged here these guys were my family now. We left in what we practiced in and went to meet the Cullen’s in Scotland.
xxxx
I was then blind folded and knocked out. I woke up in a huge white room. “This is where we’re going to train wewe to fight. Our way” Edward hadn’t even taught me how to fight yet but when the man alisema ‘our way’ it was obviously going to be a different way to how my family fight. Wanyonya damu started to enter the room. “Now watch us” A woman told me “And if wewe don’t you’ll be in trouble” She took a man and they started inaonyesha me a fight. It looked complicated as each one of them took it in turn fighting each other it looked so hard. “I can’t do this”
“You have talent”
“Why does everyone keep telling me that?”
“Because it’s true” I stood up and started fighting just like they did but better. I was jumping around knocking them down, it was as if I was on stage mitaani, mtaa dancing. It felt amazing. I could imagine myself having muziki to this fighting, it was basically like a dance routine it was amazing. “That’s just the basics” She told me. “Is this like a dance routine mixed in with fighting?”
“Yes. You’re a natural”
“So basically wewe figure out a dance routine and then fight using it”
“Yes” She turned the muziki on and we got to work. It felt great. I defiantly liked their way of fighting it was different and new. siku and night we would practice our fighting, well I guess wewe could call it dancing. “I told you, wewe have talent”
“You’re that man who has been hiding and talking to me”
“Yes I am” He was tall with dark brown spiked up hair. “We need to change your clothes”
“What’s wrong with them?”
“You can’t go around like that” He was dressed in jeans and a top, just like the other men, although they didn’t really have their tops on whilst we were practicing. The girls here wore leggings, tight small tops that came half way down their stomachs and trainers. I guess he was right I didn’t fit in and did need to change my clothes. “I need to hunt, I’m thirsty”
“Oh wewe won’t need to. Drink this and wewe won’t need to hunt again. That’s how we get by” I drank what he held out in front of me and I felt a sudden rush of energy go through me. “Feel better?”
“Yes, way better” He took me to get changed and I went to practice again. It felt much easier than before and I had zaidi energy. I was also faster than before and some people told me it made us all look zaidi beautiful once we had the drink. I never needed to go out and drink blood like he alisema which was amazing. I’d been here for two months now and was having a great time. We never went out of where we were. We practiced every day, training for a fight. “Right today is the big fight”
“Who’s it against?”
“The Cullen’s, they made a little promise to us a while zamani that we would fight against them and the best team win” I was shocked. But then I felt like I didn’t care about them anymore. I belonged here these guys were my family now. We left in what we practiced in and went to meet the Cullen’s in Scotland.
