Merry Christmas :) I would like to apologize for the long hiatus but I lost my muse. Anyway, I know this chapter is far from perfect but I promise the next will be better. Also, I'll try to answer everybody who sends review. Thanks for your patience, Dareia
ANGER VS. CONTROL
I kept hitting the dummie with all of my strength, all of my frustration, anger landing on it. Giorgio said commands every now and then, giving me instructions where to hit or kick. My conversation with Dimitri made me want to kill. I almost felt sorry for the dummies as I attacked them merciless.
„You can't teach her to fight this way," I heard Dimitri's voice from the door.
„Really? And why is that?" Giorgio raised an eyebrow irritated. If there was something in the world he hated more than Moroi, that was being told what he could or couldn't do.
„You have to fight with clear mind," Dimitri answered as a matter of fact.
„Do you really believe that? Because I think anger only makes you stronger," I knew where this would lead, I could hear the challenge in Giorgio's voice. Call me bad but I felt totally excited about what was about to happen.
„Maybe. Still, you have to think straight. If anger clouds your mind, you'll get killed."
„Let's see about it. Bring it on, Belikov," Giorgio smirked, moving to the middle of the room.
.God. I was right. They are going to fight! This will be like clash of the titans, only better. I could see Dimitri hesitating, glancing at me when I leaned against a wall.
„Come on, we gotta see which one of us is right," Giorgio said, stretching his arms.
Dimitri gave in and walked in front of Giorgio. As they started to circle each other, I couldn't help but stare. Two gods stood their, their gaze glued to the other, completely forgetting about my presence, concentrating on the other. They were like a painting from the ancient times.
It wasn't questionable which one of them would make the first step. Like I thought, Girogio attacked. Patient wasn't his virtue and he hated defending. Dimitri moved away from the hit and launched a punch toward Giorgio but he also missed.
It went like this for almost an hour. Some of the punches or kicks found their aim but there was still no decision who won. They were even. Their strength and knowledge even if they were completely different was absoulutly equal. I barely believe there would have been a winner, even if they continoued for days but I guess we would never know that because Alberta showed up.
„What the hell is going on?" She stared at the scene in front of her with wide eyes.
„We're just trying to teach Rose here, there are more than one ways to fight," Giorgio panted, leaning on his knees.
Dimitri breathed heavily as well, glancing away ashamed they got caught. Both of them acted childish and I felt satisfied that finally I could catch the famous Dimitri Belikov off balance.
„Right," Alberta crossed her arms over her chest. „I would like to remind both of you, you are here to teach something for the novices and not to show off your strength against each other."
They both nodded, their eyes on the floor. I almost laughed out loud, seeing them that way. I mean, after all they were the two best warriors I've ever met in my life but Alberta could still scare them.
„I'm sorry, Aunt," Giorgio muttured under his breath.
„It won't happen again," Dimitri said, walking out of the gym.
