I entered the hallway of our Headquarters calmly. I didn't tell anybody about my encounter with the Fear from last night. (Read Blog: Killing Jacob Duncan: Part 2) Sssh! Don't tell the others. I hope their not reading my blogs. Holly would kill me and dance the Chicken Dance on my grave! Not kidding.
I turned another corner and went inside the Training Room. I opened the lights and it looked the same as always. There was nothing in the room. It was blank. It was just a wide space with nothing in it. But i knew better. This was a room designed specially for the training of us, Ghosts.
I took a step forward and, as expected, i immediately dropped to the floor. A strong blast of flame shot above me, right where my head was supposed to be. Just then the ground started heating up, i jumped twenty feet in the air and grabbed on to the fire source. Apparently, it looked like a big, large canon that was connected to a long wire. When i jumped on it, it started acting crazy. It was spinning, trying to throw me backwards. It was like riding a bull, you know? Piece of cake.
As soon as i got bored, i got my knife from my boot and thrust it at the side of the device, hearing some sounds from inside the engine. It fell to the floor and made me crash down beside it. The floor wasn't burning hot anymore. I stood up, and guess what, a group of maniac robots appeared. This was new, and also...another 1/4 Piece of cake.
I ran to one of them and smashed my fist right into its freaking robotic face. Ouch. Not him! My fist! Ugh! I ran into another and gave him a square kick on the stomach, as if he had any. It made him go crashing right down. I knocked down two others with a real swift kick. After that two-at-a-time kick, i saw three other robots heading towards me, from three different sides. This was my favorite move. I jumped high in the air at the right moment, and BOOM! They all exploded as they landed and fell on each other. I felt a deep punch at my back which gained a cry out of me. I fell to the floor, landing on my stomach. I turned around to face that stupid, relentless robot and...wait...Instead of a robot I saw Emmanuel's cute, round, french face looking down at me, smiling. That jerk!
I pushed up with my two hands and kicked him with my two feet and before i landed on top of him, spun him around so he landed face down on the floor. I pinned his two arms with my own.
"Pick someone your own size," I said, leaning in on his ear so he could hear me.
"Your not my size," he said in his heavily accented English. "but your just my equal in fighting!"
He ripped his arms free from mine and elbowed me in the stomach. He jumped right out of me and kicked me on my face. I went down in a moment. Oof! That hurt! I felt something wet in my face. I touched my nose. It was bleeding.
Okay, now i was really mad! I jumped up and tried to punch him. He dodged and gave me a counter punch at the face and another punch at my stomach. I went down on my knees. My head hurt. No! I was not going to let Emmanuel win this time. And if your wondering if he ever beat me...well...what do you think?
I put out my foot and swiped it under his, making him fall over me. Wow, he was heavy. I kicked him off and pushed myself up into a standing position. I gave him two punches and a square kick on the chest which sent him flying. Did i tell you how hard i could kick? I could send a soccer ball flying a hundred miles per hour. Not kidding.
I ran to give Emmanuel another rib-cracking kick when he grabbed my leg which was making its way to his face. He twisted it only a little a smiled at me. He ducked and hugged me at my stomach and threw me over his shoulder. It was the kind of move you saw in wrestling. I crashed on the floor. Ugh! I think he broke my spinal cord.
I decided to use my secret weapon.
"Ugh!" I cried, a tear popping out of my eye. "I think you broke something!"
One thing Emmanuel can't stand: It's to see a woman crying.
"Are you okay?" He leaned down next to me, hovering over me.
I struck my fist out, smashing it hard against his face. I heard a crack! Maybe he broke his nose. I don't care. I stood up, lightning fast, and did a double punch on his stomach and gave another fist to his face. I smashed my foot deep inside the pit of his stomach and watched him fly up to the air. I took two quick steps and rose too. I grabbed him in the air, turned him around, and we both fell hard on the floor, with Emmanuel crashing face first, and me sitting on his back.
"I am perfectly fine!" I told him. "Never been better! I guess i win!"
He groaned.
This was the feeling of victory. The tight little knot inside my stomach knew. I felt happy and light hearted. This is how im going to feel once i kill Jacob Duncan.
-Natalie
I turned another corner and went inside the Training Room. I opened the lights and it looked the same as always. There was nothing in the room. It was blank. It was just a wide space with nothing in it. But i knew better. This was a room designed specially for the training of us, Ghosts.
I took a step forward and, as expected, i immediately dropped to the floor. A strong blast of flame shot above me, right where my head was supposed to be. Just then the ground started heating up, i jumped twenty feet in the air and grabbed on to the fire source. Apparently, it looked like a big, large canon that was connected to a long wire. When i jumped on it, it started acting crazy. It was spinning, trying to throw me backwards. It was like riding a bull, you know? Piece of cake.
As soon as i got bored, i got my knife from my boot and thrust it at the side of the device, hearing some sounds from inside the engine. It fell to the floor and made me crash down beside it. The floor wasn't burning hot anymore. I stood up, and guess what, a group of maniac robots appeared. This was new, and also...another 1/4 Piece of cake.
I ran to one of them and smashed my fist right into its freaking robotic face. Ouch. Not him! My fist! Ugh! I ran into another and gave him a square kick on the stomach, as if he had any. It made him go crashing right down. I knocked down two others with a real swift kick. After that two-at-a-time kick, i saw three other robots heading towards me, from three different sides. This was my favorite move. I jumped high in the air at the right moment, and BOOM! They all exploded as they landed and fell on each other. I felt a deep punch at my back which gained a cry out of me. I fell to the floor, landing on my stomach. I turned around to face that stupid, relentless robot and...wait...Instead of a robot I saw Emmanuel's cute, round, french face looking down at me, smiling. That jerk!
I pushed up with my two hands and kicked him with my two feet and before i landed on top of him, spun him around so he landed face down on the floor. I pinned his two arms with my own.
"Pick someone your own size," I said, leaning in on his ear so he could hear me.
"Your not my size," he said in his heavily accented English. "but your just my equal in fighting!"
He ripped his arms free from mine and elbowed me in the stomach. He jumped right out of me and kicked me on my face. I went down in a moment. Oof! That hurt! I felt something wet in my face. I touched my nose. It was bleeding.
Okay, now i was really mad! I jumped up and tried to punch him. He dodged and gave me a counter punch at the face and another punch at my stomach. I went down on my knees. My head hurt. No! I was not going to let Emmanuel win this time. And if your wondering if he ever beat me...well...what do you think?
I put out my foot and swiped it under his, making him fall over me. Wow, he was heavy. I kicked him off and pushed myself up into a standing position. I gave him two punches and a square kick on the chest which sent him flying. Did i tell you how hard i could kick? I could send a soccer ball flying a hundred miles per hour. Not kidding.
I ran to give Emmanuel another rib-cracking kick when he grabbed my leg which was making its way to his face. He twisted it only a little a smiled at me. He ducked and hugged me at my stomach and threw me over his shoulder. It was the kind of move you saw in wrestling. I crashed on the floor. Ugh! I think he broke my spinal cord.
I decided to use my secret weapon.
"Ugh!" I cried, a tear popping out of my eye. "I think you broke something!"
One thing Emmanuel can't stand: It's to see a woman crying.
"Are you okay?" He leaned down next to me, hovering over me.
I struck my fist out, smashing it hard against his face. I heard a crack! Maybe he broke his nose. I don't care. I stood up, lightning fast, and did a double punch on his stomach and gave another fist to his face. I smashed my foot deep inside the pit of his stomach and watched him fly up to the air. I took two quick steps and rose too. I grabbed him in the air, turned him around, and we both fell hard on the floor, with Emmanuel crashing face first, and me sitting on his back.
"I am perfectly fine!" I told him. "Never been better! I guess i win!"
He groaned.
This was the feeling of victory. The tight little knot inside my stomach knew. I felt happy and light hearted. This is how im going to feel once i kill Jacob Duncan.
-Natalie
