Chapter 56
I tried throwing a straight punch but he surprisingly caught my arm and managed to maneuver himself behind me, my arm still in his grasp. He caught my other arm and locked them behind my body, his hold sliding down to grab me tightly by my wrists.
I can hear his ragged breathing and his hot breath fanning the back of my neck lightly and I gritted my teeth. Let's improvise, shall we?
In one fluid motion, I flicked my wrists, effectively wrenching them out of the tight hold and grabbed his wrists instead. I turned my body in a quick ninety degrees while keeping my hold on his wrists as tight as possible and brought him to his knees.
With one look, I could tell that he was in shock, letting me think I had the upper hand before I tried to knee his face but instead, he bent backwards and my knee hit the air instead.
I didn't even had time to register what was happening, he swiped my feet beneath me, causing my legs to give out under me. I fell with a surprised gasp, my eyes wide with astonishment. I mentally appraised him for his quick reflexes, rolling quickly to the side, trying to create a safe distance between us before getting back onto my feet.
He's good, alright.
I barely dodged another blow he delivered, twisting my body slightly to the right. I turned back to see him catching his breath and raised an eyebrow at him, my own chest heaving at the effort of trying to avoid his hits.
"What? Tired?" I asked daringly. He was good and I was probably asking for an early death by taunting him but I just need to get a kick out of this whole thing.
"Not even the slightest," he forced out between pants, going in for another hit and this time, I saw it coming. I felt the adrenaline pumping and driving me forward.
‘Finally!' I thought exasperatedly while I countered his attacks with my own. I finally figured out his tactics. I successfully sent him sprawling onto the floor with one kick and stalked at him only to have myself land on my hind a second later.
I shook my head a bit, trying to get a grip of myself at the sudden attack. When I looked back at my opponent, I saw him on his feet, already walking my way I feigned a dazed look, running through my options. Two can play this game.
Seeing that I was in no shape in another game of tag, I finally went for the death blow. I silently gave out a prayer to the man above to forgive me one day for what I was about to do. I held my breath and when he was just a couple of steps away, my leg shot out and kicked his foot resulting in him crying out in pain.
I approached his writhing form in a semi-rushed, semi- wary state as my eyes went over his injuries while he held onto his foot tightly with his face scrunched up in complete agony. His body was twisting and bending over. My heart hurt at the sight and my conscience was screaming at me to do something. My feet, though, betrayed my brain and stayed rooted. I couldn't seem to do anything. A bell rang in the distance; however, it was muted a low buzz once people in uniform ran into the ring with a stretcher and brought the guy out.
I felt my arm being grabbed and my body being pulled along. My mind remained silent and my heart was as heavy as it had ever been, mashing my emotions in conflicting wave.
Two fingers snapped themselves in front of me and I was quickly brought back to reality. Everything went back to its norm and my senses heightened once again, my eyes scanning the place for a threat.
Once I saw Levy in front of me, I tensed up. I'm Pixie right now. No remorse, no emotions, no weaknesses. I shouldn't show them anything. I looked into Levy's eyes only to find him grinning in triumph and pride.
This guy was sick, I concluded mentally, staring at his victorious expression. We walked away, collecting the prize on our way out. Levy was unable to shut up and I was forced to endure his sickening rant.
"You did it, Pix. Not that I had ever doubted you but the first few minutes were intense, you were flying all over the place and just like that," he snapped his fingers again, "you finished him off and sent him crying for his mama. God, you're one of a kind," he said in brotherly pride, his eyes were glinting. Meanwhile, I felt sick to my stomach at the words he used. I gave that guy a fatal injury, used his weakness against him. That wasn't fighting, that was cowardice.
No, it' wasn't. You needed the money.
Oh so now you're on my side? Wow, good for you. A second ago, you were screaming at me like I murdered a newborn in cold blood.
Oi, I'm trying here.
Yeah, sure; of course you are.
I mentally rolled my eyes, forgetting the situation at hand until Levy escorted me out of the building but instead of accompanying me to my bike, he led me straight to the doors where spectators went through.
I gave him a questioning look and he shrugged.
"I told you I brought a special guest. Why don't I introduce you guys?" I groaned in annoyance.
"Lev, I love you but I am honestly in no mood to meet some slu-" I was cut off by a terrifyingly familiar voice and I felt my heart skip a beat.
Scratch that, my heart skipped 5 beats.
"Some what?" A high pitched voice asked loudly nearby. I cringed, squeezing my eyes shut and counted to ten.
Please don't be who I think you are. Please. God, if you're listening in right now, I know I owed you a lot of favors by now but please just do this one thing for me, I promise I'll donate as much as I can to the orphanage nearby. Just please don't let it be her; anyone but her.
I heaved out a breath.
"Pix, I want you to meet-" Levy begun but I cut him off, already knowing who it was even though I mentally prayed it was someone else.
"Sonia," I finished for him, finally turning around to meet the gaping girl.
Yep, definitely screwed.
