Ever since the new karate studio opened on falling star drive I had been addicted to watching the graceful instructor, her dark red hair glimmered in the dirty light of the studio as she taught young pupils. I watched her partly because she was beautiful, but mostly because I hoped to gain some knowledge of hand-to-hand combat....

“Good morning class!” the red head began, “today we will be discussing the cowards fight. Does any one know what that might mean?”

“ When people gang up on one person.” I said in a bitter voice. I knew about the cowards fight very well and I didn’t want to think about it at all.