Hi again ppl, yea i know. I'm very late in updating. I'm so sorry for making you guys wait. I don't have much else to say, so lets get right to the story! Enjoy!

CHAPTER 4

(a/n: Okay, actually it turns out thati do have something to say.I don't feel like doing a 'last time' thingy b/c it won't sound right from wher i want to start, so i won't. I'll do a recap instead.)

ReCaP:

SO, after eating dinner, Aisha goes through one of her narcoleptic episodes after drinking a cup of warm milk. Two hours later she wakes up screaming and running out of her room after her fiancé 'supposedly' got in her room and tried to kidnap her. She runs to Chase's room where she explains some important things and Chase has his cat army search the palace for any intruders, even though the fiancé is probably invisible. In too much shock of what just happened, Chase allows her to sleep in his room on the floor, how rude! lol.

On WiTh ThE sToRy:

Aisha's POV

I woke up at around midday the next morning; a sign that I had a goodnight's sleep, even considering last night's events. I still can't believe he found me. And why would father have sent him, I've only been away from home for about two days, not counting today. Saving that thought for later, I rolled over out of my blankets only to fall face down on the floor.

Wait, that didn't make sense. I clearly remember falling asleep on the flo-. I stopped mid-thought because when I raised my head from the floor, I realized that I had just rolled off the bed... Chase's bed.

My right eye began to twitch as my mind put two and two together. That bastard! I hopped up from the floor thinking that he was still asleep. I should've known better, the only person (well living thing) there was a sleeping Deja. Oh my gosh! I forgot about Deja! Thank God she was still alive. And that's when I noticed the folded piece of paper on the nightstand on the other side of the large bed. Thinking it was for me, I climbed over the bed on all fours and unfolded the paper.

Aisha,

If you are reading this, it probably means that it is mid morning. Whenever you feel ready, come to the training room. It's the door to the LEFT of the DINING ROOM. The entire palace was searched, and there were no signs of your fiancé. Well, except for the main entrance being left open by him. I found Deja in the kitchen this morning and recapped her on everything that happened and brought her in here. And don't be alarmed about waking up in my bed. You looked… uncomfortable sleeping on the floor. Don't worry, nothing happened. And your breakfast should be on table in here already.

I'll be waiting for you,

Chase

"So he cared enough to explain everything to me in a letter. How thoughtful," I commented to myself. With that I got up, collected my blankets and pillows, gently placed Deja around my neck, and made my way to my room to pick out something to wear. It was still alittle creepy to be in here, but I gathered my courage and changed into a pair of loose black pants, a black sleeveless shirt, black Chinese slippers, and then pulled my hair back in high ponytail braid as quickly as possible. Then I went back to Chase's room and ate the breakfast left for me. By now Deja had awoken and joined me for breakfast. After finishing almost everything on the tray, it decided that it should just disappear. Which it did.

"Wait! NO! I wasn't done with that sausage yet!" Deja cried out to the non-existent tray.

I silently laughed at her inconvenience and let her crawl up on my shoulders and headed towards the training room. The room was huge with brown and black walls with giant golden cat-like eyes circling the walls. In the middle stood Chase. How to describe current expression: emotionlessly expectant?

"Did you sleep well?" he asked me.

"Yes I did, thank you," I answered.

"Good, because its time to begin your training."

"Of course Master Young," I teased with a small smile as I bowed.

"What did you just call me?" he demanded.

"Master Young. It is a perfect name for my new teacher," I answered as inocently as possible bowing again.

"It is not a perfect name for me. It makes me feel...old."

"As you wish...Master," I couldn't help it, it was too funny.

Giving up he asked me, "Do you want to spar first, or show me what's wrong?"

"Umm...I guess spar first."

"Are you any good with staffs?"

"Am I?" I said taking a foot long stick out of my pocket. I turned it to the side and it extended another 3 feet into my other hand. While I did this, Chase went to an equipment closet that wasn't there when I walked in, and grabbed a staff of his own.

He came back to his spot and we bowed to eachother while Deja crawled from my shoulders over to the top of the closet. As I was raising from the bow, Chase was already speeding towards me! I quickly blocked his attack with my staff and he jumped back. He attacked again and I blocked. But the force of his attack was stronger this time, much stronger. I slid backwards for a bit and then jumped over him and tried to get him on his back. He blocked it.

'He's faster than he looks,' I thought to myself as our staffs continued to clash.

NORMAL POV

When Aisha jumped back far eough from him, she lashed out her staff heading straight for Chase. He blocked it with his own staff but then looked down at it. It was wrapped in chains. Aisha's staff was actually chains. She pulled hard and his staff broke where he was holding it leaving Aisha with the huge middle piece. She had a satisfied smirk on her face as the chain returned to her side with the chunk of his staff.

"No weapon for you," she said, "and no weapon for me." The chain and piece of Chase's staff bursted into a fire that extinguished itself in a flash leaving nothing.

Chase tossed the two pieces he still had to the side and moved into a fighting position. Aisha did the same and then disappeared and reappeared infront of him punching him square in the chest. She was about to knee him in the stomach but he blocked it and the blow to the face, catching both of her wrists and throwing her against the wall. She slid down the wall and liled there still on the floor.

"Get up Aisha! I know you can take more than that," Chase commanded her.

She remianed still for a few seconds and then slowly made her it onto all fours and then fully standing.

"Oh snap, you made my nose bleed," she stated casually licking the blood off her upper lip. This revealed two seemingly very sharp fangs that weren't there earlier. "It better not be broken."

She speed dashed towards him and kicked him the stomach, then punched him in his chest at lightning speed continuing her assualt. Having enough of her brutal attack, Chase was finally able to catch up to her speed and strike back. They were soon in a barage of attacks and blocks neither of them getting in a good hit.

They finally broke away from eachother, both panting and tired and glossed in sweat. The training room was almost completely destroyed with deep dents in both the walls and pillars that held up the ceiling. Aisha recovered her some of her energy faster than Chase did and dashed towards him again. Slightly taken aback by her sudden recovery, he knew he wasn't ready to take another one of her attacks. He raised both of his hands up and four walls of stone came up from the ground and surrounded Aisha. He then moved one of his hands horizontally and a fifth stone covered the top, trapping her in a stone box. Sounds of her pounding against the stone wallcould be heard from the outside, but she couldn't break through.

This gave Chase time to continue his recovery. Okay, so maybe about a few seconds worth of time. A bright red X formed itself on the side of the box that faced Chase, there was a pound as Aisha kicked the center of the X and the wall and the rest of the box crumbled into sand. As she emerged from the cloud of dust, Aisha's eyes were glowing a bright purple and her hands had a purple aura around them. She once again dashed towards Chase and began her assualt all over again. But this time with much more power than before. When they broke away, she called out "Boy braiding hair!" and caught Chase by his hair and flipped him on his back onto the floor. She flipped him over on his back held back his left arm with her glowing left hand and her glowing right hand pressing down his armor. He yelled out in pain as his armor slowly disinigrated beneath Aisha's hand and burned his back and his wrist that she was holding back.

"Aisha, enough!" Deja called from across the room. Aisha snapped back into reality and her eyes changed back to their original lavender color and her hands stopped glowing. She looked down and saw Chase beneath her and the damage she had caused to his back and wrist.

"Um, oops. I guess I got alittle carried away," she said getting off of Chase and helping him up.

"Where'd you learn a move like that?" he asked.

"You mean 'boy braiding hair'? I made it up a year ago back in Russia. Wrist please," she replied. Chase held out his injured wrist and Aisha placed her hands around it and began chanting in a low mumur. An orange light emmited from her hands and his wrist as the burn began to heal and the armor reapair itself.

"You can heal people?" he asked in amazement.

"Yeah, can't you?" she said as she healed his back.

"No. Only a handful of people are able to."

"Really? Because my parents once sent me to some place in Africa and there was this huge town full of people who had healing powers."

"Was it called Unyabe?"

"Um, I think so. I don't remember really, I was only like 6," she replied fixing her nose. "Did I break anything?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Okay," she said walking out of the room.

"And just where do you think you're going?"

"I need a bath."

"Your training isn't over yet. You still have to show me what's wrong with your powers."

"...Fine. Give me 2 things to blow up."

With a wave of his hand, Chase made two trees appear in front of her.

"Okay, now I'm going to try to hit that tree," she informed pointing to the tree to her left. She raised her hand, palm facing the tree. The ruby on her forehead glowed a bright deadly red and the tree to Aisha's right blew up on fire.

"See?" she stated. All of a sudden she collapsed onto the floor unconscious.

YAY! Chapter 4 finished! And Aisha can so kick Chase-but! Whoo! lol. I never realized how hard it is to write fighting scenes. An the whole 'boy braiding hair' thing sounds so lame to me. I have no idea what I was thinking when I wrote that. So plz review and tell me what you think. See you Chapter 5! Bye!