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Hello, this is a story that I wrote almost two years ago and today out of nowhere it just came to me that this story was lost somewhere among my stuff so I decided to post it. It is a bit of a rough start and you might think this is an apocalypse scene but I honestly don't remember how this came to be. But I think it is quite good. I'm not gloating, I just think it is good. I loved writing it and I hope you will like it as well

Disclaimer: There is no way on earth I would have written this in the first place if I owned BTR

Chapter one: First impressions

It had been a hard time for the people of this town. The metros had almost completely taken over everything and the government had yet taken action. Everyone in California and the surrounding states had begun to flee with what little belongings they could save from the raids. All houses had been raided and many fights were taking place every day. Even all of the great actors and artists had to find refuge in other states because the metros had reached their homes and raided them. The metros were street people who had gathered in great numbers and had declared some sort of war to the state of California and it had begun to spread across the west coast down to Arizona and up to Washington. The government had yet found a solution because everyone could be a suspect and a suspect could be innocent since this was composed of people who lived in the same states and that had made it easy for themselves to blend in with the crowd when police arrived. The metros had kept themselves from killing unless someone opposed by force. But now that they were seeing that they were taking over so easily they began to pick fights more often causing people to die more. So everyone began to run away. But the metros had gained much force and started to block the streets and highways and people had to leave hidden. One of those people was Raelin, an eighteen year old girl who had fled from California after an assault on her apartment and was now heading to a vacation house that her parents owned in the forest of Seattle. She had traveled in her car for most of her journey but at one point a metro gang had assaulted her car and she managed to get away and was now traveling by foot for a long time. She finally made it to see her cottage in the forest. It was around twelve and a half in the morning. The full moon gave her light to see where the lock was. The key didn't seem to work so she began to try and force the lock. When that didn't work she tried to kick the door open. It took her several kicks before it snapped open. She entered carefully not to stumble with the broken pieces of wood. The house had no lights, but she was surprised to see that it was lit by two candles, one on each side. As she entered she froze at the sight of a figure peeking out of one of the rooms.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" asked a young male voice.

"I AM the OWNER of this place." she answered with authority in her voice.

"Yeah right well I am the owner of the state." He answered sarcastically.

"Oh really? Well guess what? I AM the owner here and if you don't leave in three seconds I am going to make you regret it."

"You know, I really hate people who think they can just tell me what to do."

"Oho well there's a shocker." She said sarcastically.

"Hum, well here is what I say to you, I'm NOT leaving. So you can just go back to wherever you came from."

"Hum, you know I really, really hate people who think they can just get away with whatever they want."

"Oho well there is a shocker." He said mockingly.

"Alright then, you asked for it."

"Don't think that because you're a girl I won't fight."

"Good."

She dropped her backpack on the floor and crossed the wide room getting closer to the boy. Then when she was about eight feet from him she speeded up and jumped high and almost kicked the boy in the chest. He dodged the kick and got ready blocking several more kicks that came with speed. He was able to block a kick and at the same time he grabbed one of her legs and slammed her to the floor. She used her free leg to kick the hand that was holding her leg and free herself. She immediately jumped to her feet and threw some punches, all which he blocked and dodged with great agility. She realized that he too knew martial arts. He then also threw some punches at her which she avoided. Now they were exchange blows equally. For a while they managed only to give each other minor injuries. The battle had become tiresome and the two of them just wanted to end it so they began to attack with more decision. Then the boy was able to land a hard turning kick on Raelin's stomach. She lost her breath and fell to the floor when she saw a bat under the table. She reached for it and swung it at the boy who was inches from her. He avoided the hit just barely. She stood up and kept swinging the bat. He kept backing off until he reached a table chair. He grabbed it and was able to block her attacks and fight back with it. They were locked in what seemed a fight to the death, grunts, growls and battle cries filling the room. She kept trying at him when she was able to find an opening and she swung the bat with all of her strength at his lower left ribs. The blow landed with a big cracking sound. The boy yelled in pain and fell grunting to the ground clutching his wound. That gave Raelin a moment to catch her breath and she backed away slightly trying to breath. The boy kept grunting and coughing in pain on the floor. Just when she was about to get her breath back the boy jumped at her and tackled her and pinned her to the floor with his body weight making sure her hands were secured.

"Get off me!" she screeched almost bursting his ears.

"Now calm down!" he yelled at her.

"Get off! Get off of me!" she kept screeching.

"I am not getting off until you calm down!"

She stopped yelling and kept panting hard, and stared at him with hatred in her eyes.

"You know you will have to get off sooner or later. You have no other choice."

"Actually I do. From where I stand I can simply suffocate you until you die or pass out, but I won't. So please just CALM DOWN."

They both stayed quiet for a moment while they recovered their air. This was the chance they had to look at each other to see who they were fighting. The boy looked at Raelin and saw that she was quite pretty even now that she was covered in sweat. She had long, wavy, dark brown hair, her skin was tanned like someone who lives in the Caribbean and her eyes were a fiery hazel. He stared at her taken by her beauty.

"Didn't anybody teach you that it's rude to stare at people while pinning them to the floor with your body?" she asked breathlessly but with annoyance in her voice.

"Sorry. Now I am going to release you okay? So stay calm."

But when he had barely released her arms she grabbed him, slammed him to the floor and pinned him down while digging her knee into his wounded ribs. He cried out in pain.

"O God please, aha!" he cried out as she forced he knee on his wound.

He was in too much pain to move even when she was just sitting over him pinning down his arms. He kept panting and gasping for air as he grunted in agony.

"Oh that is the…last time I act as a gentleman." he said in a strained voice. "Please just urm, just sto-p." he said desperately.

Raelin then saw the handsome face of the boy and the pain that marked it and felt pity, so she released her knee but kept it right over him in case he tried to move. Raelin saw that the boy had soft beige skin, dirty blond hair that fell on his forehead, and amazingly beautiful green eyes that were now mostly closed in pain. He was sweating bullets and his body was shaking. His chest move hard as he breathed heavily, and she could not help to like it since she could see his quiet well defined muscles. They stayed like that for a while; him panting and moaning in pain, and her watching him. Then the boy's breathing slowed, though it was still heavy. Then he looked at her.

"Don't you- know it's rude to- stare at- people while sitting on them." He said between hard breaths.

"You should know then."

"Why did you- do that? I wanted to work, argh, things out."

"Sorry, but I don't negotiate with metros."

"Wha, what, metro? I'm not- you're the metro." He said in deep surprise.

"Me? I'm running away from the metros. You are the… I mean you stole my house."

"What makes this your house?"

"The fact that my dad bought it over twelve years ago!" she yelled at him accidentally putting pressure on his wound.

"Argh your knee please!" he said squirming in pain.

"Oh sorry!"

"And no need to yell please."

"What is it with you and yelling?"

"I like peace, and yelling gets me nervous and irritated. So you really are the owner? I'm sorry; I thought that this house was abandoned. Last year me and my friends came to this forest to camp out and we saw this house and it looked kind of abandoned. We returned several time but we never saw anyone. So after we were attacked by metros we needed a place to hide. I remembered this place and I decided to take refuge here. It took me a while to find this place again while carrying ten bags with groceries. My friends stayed behind solving some things while I prepared the place. They were going to trace my signal to here. I'm so sorry to have thought you were a metro. I… I will leave tomorrow if that's what you want."

Raelin was speechless.

"How…how do I know you're not lying?"

"I tried to avoid any more fights, but you were the one who kept going on!"

"Alright, okay! I'm sorry. I…I don't know what to say."

"You can at least get off me."

"Right, okay."

She carefully slid off him making him sigh in pain as her weight came off him. He just panted for a while until Raelin held out her hand to help him up.

"Okay take it easy, just get up slowly."

"Mrm…yeah that it's definitely fractured at the least."

"I'm so sorry."

"Don't be. You did what you had to, argh!"

"Sorry, sorry!"

"It's okay."

"Let me just get you a bed ready."

"I threw two mattresses that I found on the floor of that room."

"So you haven't figured out the hidden beds?"

"What hidden bed?"

"I'll take that as a no. Lay down on this couch while I bring them out."

"Wait I want to see what you're talking about."

"Well okay, just lean on me and walk slowly."

"Don't think I can otherwise."

They walked to the entrance of one of the rooms.

"Lean on the wall and if you're gonna fall call me okay?"

"Sure."

She left him on the entrance of the room. She grabbed the candle that was lighting the room and started to look for something on the floor. The boy looked at her confused. After a while she found what she was looking for. She lifted a piece of the wood floor. There he saw some buttons. She pressed one and a piece of the left of the room wall detached from it. The boy's eyes widened at the sight of it. She stood up and finished pulling down the piece until a bed came out.

"Impressive." said the boy.

She returned to the boy and helped him walk to the bed. As he tried to lie on the bed a deep groan escaped him. Every time he did this Raelin felt guiltier.

"Just lie down, don't move any more. I'll get us some water, we really need it."

She went to the kitchen and brought two glasses of water and a jar for refills.

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it."

They drank in silence. When she saw he finished his she motioned him so she could refill his glass.

"Thanks."

"No problem." Then she finished her glass. "Man I needed that."

"Yeah."

She looked at him and thought in silence. He noticed her gaze on him and raised an eyebrow in question.

"Yes?" he asked.

"I um, well I was thinking…do you know karate kid?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, you know when Mr. Han heals Drew? I can do that."

"You…you can?" he asked bewildered.

"Yes, it is a very easy procedure, and I was thinking that since this was my fault I should do the same with you."

"Um I…don't know about that."

"It's okay if you don't want to."

"No I mean; is it safe?"

"Of course it is. I would not offer to do something that would hurt you more. But it's up to you."

"I uh…uh sure, I mean, why not?" he asked with a clear mark of uncertainty.

"Good, then let me get what I need."

She returned a while later with the things she would use.

"Take off your shirt."

While she prepared her things he awkwardly took off his shirt though he tried to hide the fact that he felt a little embarrassed, but Raelin caught his energy. When Raelin saw him she was captivated with his body but she hid it well, though inwardly she was about to lose her eyes at the sight of his well taken care of body. It was not a Taylor Launter, but she didn't like that kind of exaggerated abs thing. She liked more the more subtle body muscle. And he was just right, like a well tossed salad she thought. But she kept preparing everything and focused on her task.

She dipped a cotton ball inside glycerin alcohol and then light it on fire. Then she applied the glass containers as suction and then smashed the fire together with her hands, rub it together and applied it to the wounded area.He gasped and shuddered slightly, but then relaxed when he felt the pain diminish greatly.

"Wow that was unbelievable."

"From what I can see, your ribs are not broken, but much fractured. You can't do any kind of work, strength, even move much or they will break."

"Didn't see that coming." he said sarcastically.

"You better rest now."

"Right, and thanks."

"It's the least I can do."

Raelin was about to leave the room when the boy called out to her.

"Hey um, I know that it's an everyday thing to fight a stranger in the middle of the night in a remote part of a forest and later lay stripped in front of her while she rubs her hands all over you, but thanks again." he said in a sarcastic tone.

"I was not rubbing them you pervert, I was healing you!" she exclaimed laughing.

"Call it what you will." he said teasingly and she crossed her arms. "But it comes to me that if it went as far as rubbing…"

"Healing!"

"Right, 'healing' while rubbing."

"Do you want your other ribs broken?"

"Sorry, I'm just teasing you. Anyway, can you tell me your name?"

"Can you tell me yours first?"

"I'm Kendall Knight. Now it's your turn."

She smiled mischievously.

"You don't need to know."

"What? Aw come on! I told you mine!"

"Not until I know I can thrust you."

"Who are you, the president's daughter?" he asked sarcastically.

She just smiled and left the room while Kendall sighed in frustration.

So yeah, I hope you liked it and I would really like it if you commented or reviewed or said anything at all like Good, bad, my eyes are bleeding, needs work or anything really, just as long as you remember I am human too and I have a heart, but it will help me know if the work is paying off