A masked man dangled from one leg, his green eyes shining. He flicked his wrist and out of thin air a dagger appeared in his gloved hand. Metal met green flesh as the blade in one quick swing sliced through the vine letting the man fall to the earth. Rats.
Quickly I prepared for a hand-to-hand fight by taking out my own silver dagger. The man got back onto his feet. Honestly, I’m surprised and relieved that he didn’t injure his neck from the tumble.
He looked at me, the expression on his face questioning if I was ready. I nodded. Like a wild cat chasing after a deer, he rushed towards me; the crisp spring wind blowing through his shaggy and now dusty brown hair. He sprung upon me within a matter of seconds and blade clanged with blade as our eyes locked.
“Dad,” I said.
“Willow,” he answered.
“I’m not going down this time,” I stated. All I have to do is disarm my father.
“You will be if you don’t stop talking,” he teased.
Suddenly he flicked his dagger sideways, and I let go surprised; my blade tumbling to the ground. Defeat. Even without elemental powers of his own Father always would beat me in close combat.
I glanced down at the ground, feeling like a failure. I can never be as good as Dad.
“You did better than last time,” he said.
“But I still failed,” I answered, the rocks beneath me becoming more and more interesting.
“Failed to defeat me? Yes. But failed to surprise me? No. Your powers are growing. You could hardly move a leaf three weeks ago.”
“But what good are powers if I can’t even fight?” I look over at the tall evergreens. But I can fight.
“You can fight Wills, you’re just—”
“Not strong enough. I know.”
“I was going to say learning. You know, I noticed something. Before that vine grabbed my leg, and almost all the blood in my body rushed to my head,” A slight smirk appeared on my face at this joke. “I didn’t hear a thing. Maybe that what you’re missing.”
“Noise?”
“No, stealth.”
~End of Chapter One~
(Author's Notes: Thank you all so much for the encouragement and compliments. Also, I hope to post more regularly than once every two months )
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