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Jack's POV
"She saw me…she saw me!" I roared into the empty Dojo. The shape in the corner cowered slightly before he cleared his throat.
"Jack…she didn't necessarily see you." I glared down at Mark, lip curling in a snarl.
Mark was one of the guys who jumped me all those years ago. When I came back last year he found me one night while I was looking for food. He recognised me and, feeling bad, stole me the malls trash day schedule. It wasn't exactly gourmet but I didn't want to rely on stealing.
"But it wasn't just anyone Mark!" I snapped. He jumped back. I knew he was afraid of me, I could smell it on him. He was afraid that one day I'd decide to take my revenge out on him. "It was Kim." he sighed, rubbing his forehead.
"Do you…do you want me to talk to her?" I had him on his back in seconds, my clawed hand wrapped around his neck.
"You say one word to her and I'll tear out your throat!" I roared right in his face.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry it was just an idea!" he cried.
"No more ideas!" I roared, giving his neck one more squeeze before I let go. He scrambled up, panting heavily.
"Jack…are you-"
"Leave." I said sullenly.
"Bu-"
"LEAVE!" Mark was gone before I could blink. I knew Mark would come back, he always comes back. His guilt keeps him around.
I let out a heavy sigh, leaving the main room and heading into Rudy's office. I lay down on the couch, getting comfy on the ripped bedding. Before I completely settle down I reached under one of the cushions.
I pulled out the one picture Rudy had forgotten to take with him, staring down at it longingly. It was after my first contest as a Wasabi warrior, the whole gang doing our signature jump kick. I traced Kim's smiling face with a sharp claw, scratching the glass pane slightly.
With another sigh I set it back under the pillow before curling up and falling asleep.
Kim's POV
I looked over everything I was planning to pack.
1: Torch
2: Rope
3: Extra clothes
4: Dog treats
I sighed, nodding to myself. Everything I needed. I put a hand on the leather necklace around my neck, fingering the metal coin threaded through. Yep, everything I needed.
After packing everything into my backpack I snuck downstairs. The timer on the oven read two in the morning. I opened the fridge and pulled out some beef jerky, just in case I got hungry.
I slipped out of the house and down the road, the night air chilly and brisk. I shivered, breaking into a run that had me reaching the mall in a matter of minutes.
Taking a deep breath I walked through the court yard, heading straight for the Dojo. I didn't try to think about what I might find I just focused on the welcome distraction this was giving me.
Within seconds I was at the Dojo, squeezing through the doors. It was pitch black, the darkness so thick I could barely see my own hands. I fumbled for my torch.
"Come on, come on," I mumbled. My spine prickled and I froze, the feeling of someone watching me making my skin crawl. Slowly I found my torch, gripping it tightly. I whirled around, switching it on. There was nothing there but I swear I saw something shift in my peripheral vision. The beam of light cut through the darkness but it didn't do much to lift the feeling of unease creeping through my body.
I went straight to Rudy's office, pushing the door open slowly. It didn't look like anything was inside, just the same messed up couch and crushed desk. I walked over to the couch, kneeling beside it.
"I know it's not rats here," I mumbled to myself, taking some of the fur and putting it one of the bag pockets. "I will find what it is." as I took more fur samples my hand hit something hard under one of the cushions. "What the…" I reached further, my fingers brushing a hard object.
A hand grabbed the hood my jacket, ripping me backwards and slamming me against the wall above the couch.
"Leave that alone!" a deep voice roared so loud my ears rang. I screamed, grabbing at the hand, no, claws around my shoulders and neck.
"Let me go!"
"What are you doing here?!" the voice demanded. I opened my eyes but the darkness had taken over, shrouding my attacker completely.
"I…I just," I couldn't think of anything to say.
"This is my Dojo!" the voice roared. I stopped struggling.
"How do you know it's a Dojo?" I asked, my voice shaking.
"What?!" the figure roared again, loud being its only volume setting.
"This place has been shut down and cleaned out! Everything is gone, even the word Dojo on the sign so how could you know?!" I demanded, using the loudest voice I could.
The grip on me slackened slightly, the person holding me becoming momentarily stunned. I chose this moment to launch my weight forwards, kicking both legs out in what I hoped was a strong kick. My feet landed a hit on what felt like a face, a nose crumpling under my foot.
"RAHHHH!" this roar shook the walls but I stood firm, watching whatever had assaulted me cower behind Rudy's desk.
"Now I'm going to ask you again," I said as I stood up. "How did you know this was a Dojo?" a low sigh was my answer. "Answer me." a low rumbling sound followed. "Are…are you hungry?" another sigh. Fishing into my bag I pulled out the dog biscuits, tossing the bag over the desk. There was a snuffling sound. Suddenly the bag flew back over the desk, hitting me on the cheek. "Ow!"
"I'm not an animal!" the voice snapped.
"Well what are you then?!" I snapped, rubbing my injured cheek. There was a long silence.
"Something that eats real food." it wasn't a real answer but I shrugged, fishing out the packet of beef jerky.
"Try this." this time I heard the packet ripping, slurping and chewing filling the air.
"Thank you." the voice surprised me.
"Uh…no problem," I answered, rubbing my hand over a long scratch across my neck. I winced at the burning feeling.
"Did I hurt you?" how the hell did it see that.
"No, I'm fine." the voice sighed.
"You're…you're very kind," the voice mumbled. I could feel this getting awkward.
"Thank you…again." I shifted uneasily, stifling a yawn.
"You can go." that was sudden mood swing.
"Wait you still haven't answered my que-"
"GO!" I jumped and ran for the door. Just as I was about to escape I stopped, my hand on the door.
"Any requests for tomorrow?" there was a long pause.
"More jerky."
With that I left, slamming the door behind me.
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