Zoe POV

Standing still I notice that the boar is sizing me up, judging that i'm easy prey he rushes in for the kill. I immediately turn and run towards the fence and wait for the boar to reach me.

“Brock, isn't this a little dangerous?”

“Nah, Zoe has this” I heard Brock and mother’s conversation as the boar was about to reach me.

I threw the buckler and put the dagger in between my lips and climbed the fence, the boar too close to stop, ran right into the fence. Falling off the fence do to the impact, I moaned in annoyance as I hit the ground hard. Right next to the boar I jumped to my feet and hopped on top of the beast only to grip its mane? Ughh, the scruffy hair on the back its neck. Taking the dagger from my mouth I held it in my left hand as I ruthlessly stabbed the boar over and over again. Of course it won't be that easy to kill a oversized pig; the boar immediately started to roll over as soon as it knew what was happening.

Having my leg pinned, the boar started to thrash its head all over in hopes of gouring me with its large curved tusk’s.

Getting gored in the face right below my left eye I continued to stab the beast, moving up to, hmmm. Holding the dagger in both hands I held it in front of my face only for the boar to impale itself on the dagger, I began shoving the dagger even further into its neck. Severing the spinal cord.

Seeing that the boar stopped its movements I wrenched out the dagger and slit its throat.

“Mother, a little help please.” Shocked as mother easily cleared the fence with such ease, she ran over to my side and lifted the boar off my leg and picked me up and hugged me.

“Im glad your safe. Please, let us go home now.” She requested, even though it was an order.

“Brock, did Zoe pass your tests?” grinning like a creepy dog he said

“Hahaha, of course, of course. Class starts tomorrow at sunrise.” “We’ll be taking our leave now, goodbye Brock, Ivy.”

Ivy, nodding towards our direction soon was out of sight as we traversed the annoying trek up the hill.

“Zoe dear, who taught you to fight like that?”

“Infurmin,he teaches me in my dreams.”

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Helen POV

I see, so whoever this Infurmin character is, he’s the one corrupting my little Zoe. I’ll have to speak to Hank about him again.

Reaching our home I instructed Mary heal Zoe’s wound and to give her a bath.

Getting dinner after she gave Zoe a bath, Mary prepared grilled chipin and a nice cup of tushek milk. After dinner I read Zoe the tale of Gus, again, I tucked her into bed and headed off to Hanks study. Telling Hank about the day and Zoe’s performance and the involvement of Infurmin. Furrowing his brows he said,

“So Infurmin is actually real?”

“That's not what i'm saying, im sure he is just a figment of her imagination but there's no proof that he is real, besides what a five year old says. Although she is very mature for her age, she still is just a little one”

“Maybe she's more than a little one, maybe she is one of the evolved. They were rumored to have silver hair and she has silver hair as well.”

“That's just because my illness is in her veins as well. Ella doesnt have silver hair but shes an outstanding warrior.” I said as Hank contemplated that.

“Anyway, it was a long day and i'm off to bed.” kissing him goodnight I headed off to bed.

Zoe POV

“Zoe, time to wake up.” fucking hell it’s still dark out.

“I refuse.” hiding under the covers and trying to wiggle my way under mother, she grabbed the covers and pulled them away from me and then picked me up and carried me to the wardrobe.

After getting dressed in pants similar to sweatpants and a loose light blue shirt we both went into the kitchen and ate breakfast.

Slowly heading down to the training center, there was no talking between us as we silently open the doors.

“Your late, five extra laps and fifteen extra push ups.”

“Bye Zoe, i’ll pick you up after dark”

Nodding my head at mother I saw Brock with his arms crossed yelling at a little shit.

“Zoe, your in the child section until you prove otherwise.” Nodding my head I walked over to the little shits… I mean kids.

They were all running around a large ring, sweating profusely and one of the little sh- boys fell down and I started snickering. He walked over to me and asked

“Hey, that's not nice!”

“So?”

“Apologize, now! Or else.”

“Oh, you want to fight? Then bring it on.”

“I'm not gonna fight you, Brock!!”

Brock, hearing the annoying shit came over to see what was going on.

“Whats going on over here. Zoe be nice.”

“But Mr.Brock I was only giggling at his face plant an-”

The little twerp started to cry and gave me the stinky eye and a smirk as Brock went to comfort him.

“Zoe, start running around the ring and dont stop till I tell you.”

Tsk.