Chapter 7: Sparring

Meh... I'm tired, i feel like shit... and no one cares... so just read Okay? Okay


'Number One, are you feeling better?' he could hear Shia's voice come from outside of the hut and only responded with a loud grunt. She started giggling at his remark and entered the hut with a bowl in her hands.

'If you are hungry then I suggest eating, otherwise you could die of hunger' she then placed the bowl beside his head and walked outside of the hut. Number One stared at the bowl for a moment, it had soup and he was hungry. He sat up, grabbed the bowl and lifted the bowl to his lips. He tilted his head back and let the warm liquid pour down his throat and into his stomach. He threw the bowl aside and outside the window and waited for a response.

'Number One! Stop leaving your shit lying around!' she yelled at his and threw the bowl back inside, missing her target.

'I do technically own this place, I am the fighter around here aren't I?' he said with a wide grin across his face.

'Let's see about that, one on one' she said as she walked into the hut with an angered expression, she looked seriously at him as he stood up with only the blanket for cover.

'Just wait outside for your demise then' he said pushing her out of the hut and grabbed his clothing from the corner of the room. Moments later he exit the structure with only a pair of pants and started stretching as he walked towards her. She just giggled and grabbed a pair of wooden swords off of the ground.

'Let's make this interesting, If you win I cook for you and if I win you stay tied to that tree for the night' she then threw a sword at Number One who caught it and flicked it round to face her.

'Why do you have to be such a buzz kill? You could've made this more interesting with real ones' he said as they circled each other.

'I just don't want to hurt you' she started giggling and Number One just shot her a twisted look. He then lunged at her for an attack and slashed at Shia, but he narrowly missed and was kicked in the back of his head. He rolled onto the ground and jumped up into a defensive stance, expecting another attack.

'Cheap trick' he yelled at her and she just giggled before he threw his sword directly at her, he missed his target, but found an opening and kicked her with full force to the side. Her back hit a tree and she fell to the ground with a thud. Number One walked past her, picked up his sword and turned around to see Shia still hadn't moved.

'Looks like I win… you can cut out that act of yours' he said as he kicked her body, she didn't even flinch. He raised an eyebrow and kicked her even harder, causing her body to roll over. Her eyes were closed and he couldn't hear her breathing.

'SHIA! Cut that out!' he yelled at her and placed a scratch right across her arm, she still didn't react. He knelt down and placed one of his hands over her heart for any sign of life, not even a beat. Number One just demonically smiled at her defeat and walked away as he started laughing to himself.

'Finally! That bitch is dead! I now have nothing to worry about nothing at all!' his voice echoed throughout the trees and then he let out a huge amount of laughter. He sat down on a log beside the pile of coals and looked over at lifeless corpse that laid there. He stood up quickly when he heard the howling of a wolf and vividly looked around as he held the wooden weapon out in front of him. He heard a growling from behind him and quickly turned, hitting one of his attackers on the head.

'Is that all you got?' he yelled out as he deflected two more wolves and then his sword broke into many splinters. He then dodged a wolf, rolled towards where Shia was lying and grabbed the sword in her hand, but it didn't budge. Number One kicked two wolves away and looked down at the sword to see Shia's two eyes were fixed on him.

'You Bastard!' she yelled as she used one hand for leverage to place a firm spin kick across his face and he flew away from her. Number One rubbed his injured skull as he lifted himself off of the ground, punching a wolf as he did.

'What was I supposed to do?! I thought you were dead!' he screamed at her as he twisted one of the wolves necks. He looked over to where Shia was standing and saw she had a metal sword, slashing at the onslaught of enemies.

'You could've at least tried to help, I know how to outsmart many things… that includes you!' she yelled back as she leapt towards Number One and placed a cut along his arm. He held the deep cut in pain and then had trouble fending off more of the enemy.

'What the fuck did you do that for?!' he yelped as a wolf bit his tail and reacted with a strong stomp onto its head, causing a crushing sound.

'Didn't I tell you? When people betray me or hurt me I kill them!' she then disappeared into the hut and came out with a box and her quiver, full of arrows. She started firing at top speed at the wolves, killing them instantaneously and others retreated as they saw their fallen pack. Number One stood there short of breath and then checked his body for any injuries. He heard the twang of the bow once again, before feeling a sharp pain pierce his shoulder blade and fell to the ground.

'Consider that a warning' Shia said aggressively as she walked into the hut, leaving Number One alone in the darkness. He reached behind his shoulder and pulled out the bloodshed arrow.

'Why the fuck didn't you kill me when you had the chance?!' he yelled out to the sky and waited for an answer, but it never came.


Why? Why? Why? Why do I keep repeating this over and over again? Why am i such an idiot? Why am i writing this without Music?!