Zoe POV
It has to have been twenty minutes or more before Brock told me to stop running.
Completely out of breath I collapsed to the floor, gasping for air.
“Get up and go get some water, then start running again.”
Getting up on wobbling legs I scanned the room for were there was water fountain. Oh, there's no such thing, they probably have a well or something. Never mind, I see a big bowl full of water.
After drinking my fill, I started to run again.
Not even ten minutes later Brock and a teenager walked towards me and Brock said,
“He will be your sparring partner, go easy on her though she’s only five.”
“Understood. My name is Crish and i'll teach you how to fight hand to hand. I saw your little display yesterday and I was impressed.” this guy is already annoying. Acting all high and mighty when he just passed puberty.
“My name is Zoe, i'm pleased to make you an acquaintance.”
“Oh? Well mannered and ruthless, if you were a little older I would have courted you”
What the fuck? Creepy pervert. Dirty little boys should be punished. Oblivious to my subconscious plan he led me outside towards the beautiful sunrise.
“All right, start doing jumping jacks. You will do ten of those and five pushups, then we will spar.”
Easily doing the jumping jacks, I struggled with the pushups, but I managed.
“All right, now the reason I made you do that is because in the field of war or hunting or anything you do, it's always important to have good stamina to do the task even after your tired.”
Nodding my head he smiled.
“Now, I’ll bring you hell!”
Walking towards each other he did a front kick with his leading foot, I purposely ate it but stepping back a little so I didn't feel the full force of the kick, knowing he would be off balance I took a big step backwards while pinning his leg against my chest.
Overextending his kick he was forced into a splitz and I followed up with consecutive knees to his face.
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Him, not being an amueture, caught my weak little leg after the second knee to his face and brought me to the ground.
Knowing that I would have no chance on the ground I rolled away and stood up.
“Not bad little girl, not bad at all. It was good that you realized you would not be able to withstand my weight if I got on top of you while on the ground. The knees were a good option but, I would have done a roundhouse kick or a sidekick to the face. That's it for now, go back inside and get some water and come back out here.
After getting the water I came back outside only to find him holding two wooden swords.
“Now I’ll teach you how to use the shortsword. Usually, I would have longer swords but do to your short arms these will have to do.” Throwing me the sword he rushed at me,
“Show me what you know!”
Quickly stabbing forwards he knocked it aside and it fell out of my hands.
Tsk, weak body, being defenseless, he went for an overhead attack aimed at my shoulder and so I kicked him in his balls and side kicked him in his abdomen as he dropped the sword and crumpled to the ground. Jumping atop of him I started to pumble him into a bloody pulp all while reciting this mantra in my head.
“Boom boom, here comes the boom!”
Desperately putting his hands in front of his face I backed off.
“Wha- what the fuck? What is wrong with you, you bloodthirsty freak, trying to kill me?
Huh!? Say something for once!”
“My name is Zoe, I'm pleased to make you an acquaintance, creepy pervert.”
Crish was yelling profanities at me as I made my way inside to tell Brock I was done sparring.
“Finished Mr.Brock.”
“Already? Where's Crish?” pointing behind me he understood that he was still outside.
“Is that Chrish’s blood on your hands and face?” nodding, he sighed.
“Your now part of the adolescent group till your told otherwise. Anyway, it's time for lunch, after lunch we will resume your training.”
Taking my tray of food to an empty table outside I sat down.
Only for the little boy from before to sit next to me.
“You should be nicer to your elders.”
“Eat a dick,” I responded,
“What's a dick? Is it tasty?” he asked tilting his stupid little head.
“Ask your mother, she’ll tell you.”
“I will, but hey, what's your name?”
“Zoe, you?” he responded with John.
“So Zoe, why were you laughing at me when I fell, that really hurt y'know.”
“Cause it was funny,” I responded bluntly.
“Oh, ok.”
oh, lunch must be over as many people started to get up, getting up with John, we headed towards the kitchen area to give our trays back.
“Bye Zoe” not responding to him at all, I made my way over to the adolescent group.
“What's a little girl doing here?” a teenage boy asked.
“Hey Brock, what's she doing here?” A girl asked.
“She's part of your group from now on, treat her nicely, she’s dangerous. She took out Jen and Crish in a one v. one.”