Running On Adrenaline Chapter 1

Heyy everyone! I know what your wondering... Why did you delete all the other chapters? Why is this chapter one not chapter 14? Well, the answer is simple. I noticed that my story has gone off the plot line and as i read, I noticed it was becoming to turn into a story like my Kack story. So I decided to re-write it and now, I honestly think it was for the better. So far, I like the plotline for this one to be planned well and to be better overall. So yeah... Also, for those who read this before the recent chapter posted, i accidentally uploaded chapter four for my other story Assassination. Oops! This chapter IS indeed the official first NEW chapter!Speaking of my Kack story, I was thinking of changing the title to Kick- Kickin' It's Jack and Kim and change the story entitled that to be re-named and turned into a story for one-shots. I get A LOT of crazy and fun ideas so if I have a quick or long random event i want to happen, I can just do that. Tell me if you think i should do that. I probably am but if even just a few of you told me you opinion, it would make me soooo happy :) Well that's all folks so as always, review and enjoy! REVIEW!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Kickin' It.


Kim's POV

It was a bright and sunny Saturday morning in the Bobby Wasabi Martial Arts Dojo.

Jerry, Milton, Eddie and I were in the dojo doing various stretching routines when Rudy came out of his office to begin his instruction.

"Ok guys, let's start practice."

After looking the four of us over quickly, he noticed a second later that someone was missing.

"Hey, where's Ja-" he began before he was interrupted by the phone ringing in his office.

He exhaled heavily in annoyance and said "Kim, be with Jerry and Eddie, be with Milton. I'll be right back." he explained to us, knowing we knew what he meant as he paired us up.

Every practice we sparred each other at least once.

Not only did it help us learn from one another, but it also showed who could basically kick one another's butt.

Having me and Jack the only black belts, we were always the winners.

Jerry, Eddie and Milton couldn't exactly hold their own against us yet being yellow and orange belts.

I mean think about it, we would probably severally injure them if we really tried to fight them!

I could practically imagine it now…

As we still stood there as Rudy's retreating figure jogged into his office and shut his door, Eddie muttered "I wonder who it is this time."

"Every day at least one person every day now calls during practice!" Milton said as Jerry and I lined up in front of one another on the mat.

Just as we got into our fighting stances after bowing, we heard Rudy's voice echo through the walls in excitement as we relaxed and looked towards his office in confusion.

"Really? That's great! I'll go tell them! Ok, bye."

Immediately after, he burst out the door with a mile wide grin on his face, almost as if he had just won the lottery.

"Rudy, please tell me we aren't doing another karate show for a birthday party so you can get more money for what you claim is for the dojo" I said as I put quotation marks up.

I personally do not want to do that again…

I'm pretty sure the others would agree too.

"Yeah dude! The last time they didn't even let us have cake!" Jerry said, disappointment still spread across his face.

As we all turned to him, giving him our best "Really?" faces, he put his arms up in protest.

"Hey, it was an ice cream cake yo! That cake was seriously swag!"

After I personally rolled my eyes at him, I folded my arms as we all turned back to Rudy.

"No, we're not doing another birthday party… at least not right now." he answered normally before going to a barely audible mumble.

"Good." Milton exhaled, giving a relieved look.

He, along with the other three must have not heard the whole sentance since they all said the same exact thing as Milton.

"We're having a match against the Black Dragons!" he said excitedly.

"Um Rudy, no offense, but what's so exciting about that?" I asked as my eye brows went up, awaiting his answer.

A match up with the Black Dragons was actually very common.

They were the closest dojo and we both were in the same mall to be specific.

Every few weeks or so we'd compete against them, only to win of course.

"Well I was going to say, the winner will go to a special tournament for a grand prize of $5,000!" he said ecstatically as he jumped in delight.

"Where is it?" Eddie asked questionably as Rudy turned to him.

"We don't know yet, but I heard rumors that it will be nice and sunny." He explained as a grin quickly grew across my face.

Jack's POV

I woke up earlier this than usual, unable to fall asleep for some reason.

It was about an hour to sunset when I decide to let off some steam and practice some moves in the park nearby before karate practice.

I quickly went downstairs and saw a note taped to the fridge.

It read:

Dear Jack,

I had to go to a last minute convention in Miami, Florida. I know its last minute but apparently it was urgent. You can use your credit card if you need anything and remember, NO PARTIES! I trust you won't do it again after what happened last time but just to be safe, remember what I made you clean up on the wall in the living room, the floor in the closet, and on the guest bed. I should be back in a few days, five or so max and I'll call or text you when I'm coming home.

Love,

Mom

Ah the memories… that party was Jerry's worst idea to date.

After grabbing a quick snack, I grabbed my skateboard and made my way to the park.

After finding a nice, flat, open area, I put my stuff by a nearby tree and did various exercises from karate moves to lastly ending with some calm Tai Chi until the sun came up and people began to walk to and from places more and more.

My urge to check my phone finally became unbearable as I pulled out my phone.

After realizing I was late for practice, I quickly grabbed my board and made my way to the dojo as fast as I could.

In less than five minutes I entered the mall and came running into the dojo and said "Sorry I'm late guys, I went to the park and got carried away with things."

"Try not to be late Jack, we have a match coming up." Rudy explained as he then turned back to observe Milton in his exercise he was currently doing before him.

"Match?" I asked confusedly as Kim turned to me.

"Well if you were here five minutes ago, you would know." she said with sarcasm written all over it.

I rolled my eyes at her response and said "Now for the second time…what match up?"

"We're having a match against the Black Dragons coming up in two weeks." Milton clarified for me as I nodded.

Jack's POV

After Milton said that, Rudy took over the conversation and said "Well guys, I say you should go celebrate today and go to Falafel Phil's then we can work hard and train tomorrow. I got to work some things out with Bobby and prepare some exercises for tomorrow."

"Good idea… I'm starving!" Eddie said, running out the door with relief, leaving the five of us including Rudy.

After changing into some clean clothes, we all eventually joined Eddie and Jerry, who finished quicker than the rest of us and joined him.

When everyone got to the table, Falafel Phil came over, took our order, and then went to the nearby closet.

He opened door, grabbed a carrot on a fishing pole, held it in front of him, then yelled "Run Tootsie run! We got six orders of Falafel for the Wasabi Dojo! Run like the wind!" his accent coming through as always.

We all made confused faces from the awkward scene and continued on with a random conversation that Jerry just so happened to start.

After enjoying the company of one another, we all eventually went back to the dojo after paying for lunch.

We all strolled into the dojo, different conversations running amuck.

As Kim and I discussed why I was up so early this morning, Jerry argued with Eddie over which was the best restaurant, as Milton tried to break up their now full-blown dispute with one another.

As Kim and I made our way to the bench to sit down, I asked the three "You guys are leaving already?"

"Yeah, we decided we're gonna go see a movie on the way here."

"What movie?"

"Sadly, we're tied between a horror and a chick flick." Milton said, clearly embarrassed.

"Of course" Kim mumbled from beside me, just loud enough for me to hear.

After snickering slightly from her comment, I added on "Well have fun… I guess."

"See ya bro!" Jerry hollered as they exited the dojo, leaving only Kim and I left.

"Well, I guess I should pack too." Kim said as she plopped her hands on her jeans, making herself stand up and stroll over to her locker as I did the same.

After I packing my stuff, Kim and I both started a random conversation just before hearing the dojo door open.

In walked non-other than Jerry, Eddie and Milton once again.

"I thought you guys went to the movie?" Kim asked confusion written on her expression.

"Yeah, we were but we ended up picking the horror movie and apparently it doesn't premiere until tomorrow night." Eddie explained, ending our confusion.

I then glanced to my right to look at Kim just as she said "Well, I should go. I just want to go home and relax. See you tomorrow." she smiled as she waved, making her way to the doors.

Just as I watched her retreating figure take a few steps forward, I noticed something.

"Kim wait!" I hollered, quickly catching her attention.

After she quickly turned around, I jogged over to her and without breaking eye contact with the incoming pack of Black Dragon students making their way to us, she turned her head to see what I was looking at.

Once she saw them as well, I saw her instantly tense as she yelled "Guys! Look."

Milton, Eddie and Jerry all quit their argument and turned to see them as well.

Kim's POV

Frank strolled in first as was in front of the herd and stopped when he reached the edge of the mat.

"What do you want Frank?" Jack asked sternly, stepping forward a few paces.

"Nothing, just checking out the competition." he smirked.

"Who are you to say anything about competition? You've lost every single match since Jack and I joined." I reminded as I made my way closer to Jack, stopping as I stood slightly behind his shoulder.

"Who are you to say anything about competition?" he mimicked before mumbling the rest.

If he was trying his best to tick me off, it was working.

Immediately my eyes sharpened and I sent daggers at him.

Once Frank received my glare, he stumbled back a few steps in fright before catching himself.

Wimp.

We both knew I could easily kick his butt, let alone Jack.

If he went to attack me, Jack would go at him first because of his hero complex.

"Anyways, I was sent here to tell you to forfeit."

"Yo, why would we forfeit?" Jerry asked, understanding somewhat of the conversation.

"Because if you don't…" he began as he walked up to Jack.

Once he stopped right in front of him, he mumbled just loud enough for Jack and I to hear.

"Pretty boy here is gonna be a lot of pain."

For once, you could tell he was actually serious.

Without another word, the dojo was silent as Frank and his teammates left without another word.

One question that was defiantly spiraling around Jack and I's heads what he had just said.

What did he mean by that?

Questions like these went round and round my head as I thought of all the possible things he could've meant.

This made me nervous considering the Black Dragons were never serious.

Once the dojo doors closed, we all stood there in confusion from the previous scene.

I walked closer behind Jack and whispered "What do you think he meant by that?"

As the Black Dragons turned the corner and were now out of sight, he finally answered.

"I don't know."

The Next Day…

Jack's POV

Ever since the incident last night, all I've been thinking about was Frank.

What did he mean by me being in a lot of pain?

Thousands of questions circled my mind as I pondered over the possible things he could've meant, good or bad.

The more I thought about that specifically, the more the dummy I was punching in front of me threatened to fly backwards.

I was now to the point that the dummy's head already hit the window to Rudy's office a good five minutes ago while my knuckles slowly started to turn red.

The entire time, I heard someone trying to talk to me, but I just couldn't pull myself to snap out of the trance I was currently in.

I then felt someone pull on my shoulder.

Right when they did, I whipped around and threw a punch only to be caught.

There before me stood Kim, my fist tightly squeezed in her palm, inches from her face.

I was mentally relieved that I didn't punch her and she used her reflexes to catch my punch.

We just stood there for a good amount of time as my breathing from my intense workout gradually slowed before she spoke.

"Frank got to you didn't he?"

She knew me too well…

Sometimes having someone who knew you like sibling was great, other times like this one, you just wish they didn't.

I said nothing as I looked around, noticing we were the only ones in the dojo.

Ignoring her question, I asked "Where's everyone?"

"We're eating at Falafel Phil's waiting for you to stop demolishing the dummies. I just couldn't stand to see you go this low. You know that poor dummy you were pounding? Well it's now garbage, so answer this Jackson. Did Frank drive you to this?"

After hearing her say my full first name, I knew she was dead serious.

There was no use lying, she could see right through me if I did.

"Yeah-" I began before she cut me off sternly.

"Why?"

"I don't know."

There was another minute or so of silence before she spoke again "He's just bluffing."

"What if he isn't?"

"Do you really think he'll actually do something bad?"

"I don't know. I just don't trust him."

Finally my breathing came at bay and calmed down to a normal pace just after my last sentence.

The whole time we had this conversation, she never broke eye contact with me. Her eyes remained neutral as they never left mine for a single second.

Kim's POV

I could tell he noticed my level of seriousness as I never broke eye contact with him during our entire conversation.

There was another awkward silence before I suggested something.

"I think you should go home and relax."

"But I'm fine-"

"No, you're not." I said, quickly interrupting him.

"You are anything but fine, and you will take the day off." I added on as I walked over to the bench, grabbed his towel, and chucked it in his face.

He immediately gave in, silently agreeing with me as he grabbed the towel and dried himself.

Without a word, we both began walking towards his house.

In about 10 minutes of walking, we finally made it and walked up to his door, where he finally spoke.

"Kim, I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Acting like this, I just have this feeling he's gonna do something really bad…"

"Why would you think that? You remember he failed the grade several times right?" I reminded as I let a chuckle slip my lips.

"I know it sounds crazy, I just feel weird about this."

"Well just go to sleep, watch a movie, I don't care. Just relax ok?"

He just nodded as he unlocked his door and walked in, giving me a warm smile before closing the door.

I swiftly turned on my heel and jogged down the small set of stairs before walking home myself.

In mere minutes, I was there.

I unlocked the door and strolled in.

After shutting the door, I made my way to my room as I saw a note on the door.

Dear Kim,

I had to go to a last minute meeting a few hours away from here. Since it won't end til the evening, I decided I'm just going to spend the night and drive in the morning. As usual, if needed, I left some money for you in the cookie jar. Please don't do anything your crazy friend Johnny, I mean Jerry asks you to like last time. I trust I won't find a broken expensive vase trashed along with garbage everywhere this time.

Love, Mom

"Great, I'm by myself…" I muttered to myself as I opened the door and walked inside.

Just after I shut the door, I felt weak all of a sudden.

My legs went frail and I felt as if the room was spinning before me.

I struggled to stand as I put a firm hand on the doorknob for support.

I luckily made my way to the edge of my bed and just before I stumbled.

My ankle gave out, but I quickly recovered, preventing myself from face planting the floor.

Then some-what made my way to my desk, which was parallel to my bed.

I thought if I could get to that, I could get myself on my bed at least.

Accidently, I grabbed my computer chair and I immediately slipped as the chair flew from my grip.

I crashed forwards to the floor as I then felt a deep pain emerge in my stomach.

I desperately tried to roll over, but felt so vulnerable that I couldn't.

My stomach was searing with pain as I remained on the borderline of consciousness.

Just when I thought the pain wouldn't end, it finally did as the world faded out, turning black in seconds.

Jack's POV

I just shut the door to my house when I decided to watch a movie.

Without grabbing a snack or drink, I turned on the DVD player, ready to watch whatever I had left in it from last time.

Just as I hit play, my stomach grumbled loudly, practically forcing me to grab a snack.

As I unwillingly stood up, I went over to the fridge, only to find a note that made my almost made me want to kill someone... not literally of course.

Jack,

You might want to go check on your little girlfriend of yours.

-Anonymous

As fast as I could, I ran out the door with a slam, striking the pavement fiercely with my shoes as I ran.

As I saw Kim's house come into view, I immediately sped up even more as I felt the adrenaline race through me.

As I noticed there was no car in her driveway, I ran inside, not bothering to shut the door.

I called out her name several times with worry, only to hear nothing.

My stomach slowly began to drop as I began searching for her, calling her name at the same time.

After checking the living room and kitchen, I ran up to her room, only to have my legs go numb.

I stumbled over to Kim, who was currently lying on the floor, some stuff knocked off her desk beside her as if she fell.

I gently shook her as I turned her over, so she now lied on her back.

As I continued to attempt to wake her, I brushed the hair from her face and noticed she looked more pale than usual.

Because as stupid as I was for leaving my phone at my house, I hurriedly searched for her phone, or any phone for that matter.

I quickly saw her phone in her front pocket of her jeans, and without a care in the world, I dialed 9-11.

Just as I began to speak, I heard something that made me worry even more.

"Sorry, this number is no longer in service. You may redial or please try again later." The recorded woman spoke as I threw her phone angrily on her bed, makign it bounce a few times before plopping itself on a pillow.

Just as I returned to her side, I heard her groan slightly.

As I began calling her name again, I grabbed her hand with one hand, and gently gripped her shoulder with the other.

She then turned her head to face the opposite side of me as she slowly came back to.

Just when I thought she was going to open her eyes, she clenched them even tighter before squeezing on my hand.

"Kim? Are you ok? What's wrong?" I asked as I limited myself to only a few of the hundreds of questions I wanted to ask.

"Jack, it hurts..." she muttered as she showed much discomfort.

She never whined.

Ever.

She was strong, she never showed pain unless it was serious.

Knowing the situation turned even more serious, my instincts took over and I shifted so I was kneeling on one knee and let go of her shoulder as I told her "Kim, I'm gonna pick you up ok? We gotta get you to a hospital. If something happens please let me know."

I then was able to gently pry her hand from mine only for a moment so I could pick her up.

As I picked her up bridal-style, she immediately tensed and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck as I carefully ran down the stairs.

My mind was rapidly thinking of ways to get her to the hospital.

Just as my mind continued to race, I remembered that her mom had more than one vehicle.

With luck, I ran into garage to see her mom's nice car sitting before me.

Let's just say, she invested in this one since it was her favorite…

I quickly ran to the other side and opened the passenger door.

I lightly placed Kim in the seat before putting the seat down, allowing her to lie down.

Once I shut the door, I scampered around the garage looking for the keys until I finally found them in a drawer.

I smoothly slid across the hood with ease and hopped inside.

As the engine roared to life, I tried to remember what my grandfather taught me a few years back about driving.

I mean it's either Kim could get worse, or I get pulled over by a cop for doing something wrong and she might not get attention for another few hours.

I was mentally praying neither would happen, not only for my sake, but for Kim's.

Kim's POV

The pain was unbelievable!

My stomach felt as if it was being ripped and torn from the inside out.

I actually think when Jack picked me up, I was suffocating him.

Thankfully he used his brain and went to the garage towards the car.

In seconds, he had me placed in the passenger seat and without a need to ask, lowered the seat so I could lay down.

There was really only one thing besides the pain that worried me.

How was Jack going to drive?

Has he driven before?

Yikes, this wasn't gonna be good…

Through my discomfort, I managed to exhale in relief as I heard him turn the car on.

After finding the garage door remote, I felt the car move as I could assume he was pulling out of the driveway.

It took me a few seconds to muster up the strength to say this through my agony, but I muttered just loud enough for him "Since when can you drive?"

I heard him chuckle slightly as he explained back "My grandfather taught me a few years ago when I visited him."

"Of course."

Just a few seconds after I responded, he caringly asked "Is the pain getting worse?"

"By the second."

"Can you tell me where?"

"My stomach feels like it's being grinded up in a blender. Does that answer it?" I muttered, slight anger in my tone from the pain.

"Well it looks like we'll be in the hospital in a few minutes or so, just hang on."

After saying that to me, he held his hand out to me which I instinctively grabbed considering there really was nothing to grab onto.

I tried closing my eyes to fall sleep so the pain would go away, but as soon as I almost did, I was awaken by Jack picking me up out of my seat.

I buried my head into his chest as he ran into a building, yelling "I need help!" not even a second later.

As I tried to open my eyes, I struggled to stay awake.

My eyes slowly closed before opening and this cycle went on until I felt a harder surface touch my back.

Just as I saw an unfamiliar face in a white coat along with Jack beside me, I slowly drifted out of consciousness once again.

Just before blanking out, I heard a familiar voice yell one last thing.

"Keep fighting it Kim! I believe in you!"

Jack's POV

As quick as I grabbed Kim, she was soon taken away from me after I set her down on a gurney that a doctor and nurse came running out of the hall with.

As I ran in the doors of the hospital, I yelled out "I need help!"

In seconds, the lady at the desk yelled for a doctor and in seconds, one came running towards me.

I tried desperately to follow them, but as two nurses took his place, the doctor turned to me, firmly grabbing my shoulder.

He looked me dead in the eye as he reassuringly told me "I'll take good care of her son. Please, have a seat."

I took a brief second to look behind him and watch Kim be rolled away one last time before she was turned around a corner.

Once she disappeared, I turned back to the Doc and nodded understandingly.

He patted my shoulder just before jogging down the hall, most likely to catch up with Kim and the other nurses.

I wiped my hands on my jeans, removing them of sweat before I looked around to find a seat.

As I sat there, I looked around and observed the hospital.

The five other people in the waiting area were eyeballing me with slightly worry and concern from the previous scene as I returned a warm smile in return.

To avoid any more glances, I tilted my head back against the wall and closed my eyes.

Before I knew it, I fell sound asleep.

I had troubles sleeping since most of my dreams consisted of Kim getting hurt.

Soon, it was just too much.

I opened my eyes and after rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I looked around for a clock.

When I couldn't find one, I decided to go ask the lady at the desk.

With a grunt of effort, I stood up and stretched, just before walking to the counter.

Some of you might be wondering why I grunted when I got up, well there's one main reason for that.

Since Seaford is a smaller town, so is the hospital.

The chairs and decor weren't the best...

In other words, they were very, very unconfortable.

As I approached, she already had a sincere smile on her face that was meant for me.

Before I could ask, she asked before me "How may I help you sir?"

"Um two things actually. What time is it?"

"Um, it is fifteen minutes til nine pm."

"And, I was also wondering what the condition is on the patient I brought in? Her name is Kimberly Crawford."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk… let me see. Ah! The doctors have done some testing on her but are waiting for the results. She's been given medication to help the pain and she should only have minor pains now. We gave her some strong stuff if I may say so."

"Can I go see her yet?"

"Um, I have to ask the doctor. He said he wanted her to be alone, but I think if she's awake he'll allow you in since you're the only one."

"Ok thank you." I smiled as she turned to probably find the doctor.

Just as she was at the doorway behind her desk, leading into various parts of the hospital, I quickly remembered something.

"Wait, ma'am!"

She quickly came to a halt and jogged back to the counter.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry, I forgot. Do you have a phone nearby or something I can contact someone with?"

"Yes, it's by the front door there on the other side of this desk."

After thanking her, I walked around the rectangular reception area to find the phone only a few feet away.

As I stood in front of the pay phone, I dug deep into my pockets for any change.

At the very bottom, I found some loose change and put the coins in.

I quickly dialed Rudy's number without restraint.

I knew Rudy, Jerry, Eddie, Milton, and Kim's numbers like the back of my hand.

They were all like family to me.

"Hello?"

"Rudy! I need your help. Kim and I are at the hospital."

"Wait, what happened?" he asked, his tone showing great worry in it.

"We don't know exactly. I found Kim in her room passed out, and when she came to, she was in severe pain."

"Ok, I'm on my way- wait. How did you get there?"

"Well, I kinda took her mom's from her garage."

"You what?!"

"Kim was critically hurt!"

"Ok, I'm sorry. I'm just worried about what her mom will do to you if you scratched it, well, you know, after she thanked you for helping her daughter and all..."

"I know, I didn't thankfully."

"Well I'm on my way, I'll text the guys and we'll all meet you once I pick them up."

"Ok, see you soon Rudy."

"See ya!"

Just after I placed the phone back up, ending the call, I walked back to the counter to see the lady waiting for me.

"The doctor says you can go. She just woke up not too long ago. Just go down that hall, take a right, then it's the door at the very end of the hall. It's across from the emergency exit." She directed as I nodded.

I thanked her for her assistance before running, yes, running, down the halls until I came to her door.

After taking a deep breath in anxiety, I slowly put my hand on the knob and turned the knob.

My nervousness then faded as I saw a smiling Kim staring at me from her hospital bed.

"Jack!" she grinned as a smile grew across my lips.

My anxiety immediately faded as I quickly shut the door and came to her, giving her a huge hug.

And in case some of you are wondering, yes, she is wearing her regular clothes.

Well, either way I probably would have given her a hug but still...

"Kim, thank god you're ok! I swear I was having a minor heart attack sitting there in the lobby."

After exiting the hug, I got down on one knee so i was now eye-level to her.

Just the sight of her smiling again made my heart skip a beat.

It hurt so much to see her in pain, now that she wasn't anymore, I felt so joyous inside.

The her pale face was now back to its perfectly tanned color and she seemed to have no pain, just like the nurse said.

"I hope your exaggerating."

"Actually, I wasn't. Seeing you in so much pain just made me feel so miserable." I confessed as her smile slowly began to fade.

Since I could tell she was at a loss of words, I added on "So are you felling better?"

"A lot. Honestly, that was the most painful thing I ever experienced."

"Well, im glad your smiling again." I chuckled slightly as her smile grew back and she laughed as I did.

"Yeah… Jack?"

"Yeah?"

It got very quiet as she continued on with what she was going to say.

"Thank you, for helping me."

"No problem." I grinned as I looked around the room.

Since I knew I was going to be here a while, I grabbed a chair against the wall and quickly dragged it beside her.

We talked like this for about a half hour, making sure to avoid the akward subject we first discussed.

Just then, a voice we both reconized echoed in the room. "Yo Kim!"