Hayley's POV
Because I haven't been using my werewolf skills lately, people, including me, have started to forget about it. But en route to avenging my parents I would need it. Therefore I set up the basement today, suitable for my practice. I had punching bags hung and my knives and swords were by the door. You see I had become quite well at handling my weapons while I spent years traveling, learning a trick or two on my way. Being a werewolf without the moon isn't useful enough, so I made sure I am familiar with guns, swords, knives and my personal favorite, archery.
Unfortunately my bow and arrows wouldn't arrive until tomorrow so I had to start my practice with my physical training and knives. You see fighting the originals isn't easy, especially if you're pregnant. Thus, making sure I don't harm my child, I decided to come back to basics.
"You think this will help?" Marcel asked eying the punch bags. He touched the cross I had drawn on them. "What is this for?" I gave him a smirk "that, well that is the heart Marcel. That is where you hit to kill, or at least paralyze for a while" Marcel nodded. I beckoned him aside. He sat down and watched as I started kicking the punch bag. It moved back and forth with every kick and hit, but I wasn't good enough. Marcel came behind me and put his cold hands on my arms. "Picture Klaus in it's place" "what?" I whispered "he is your enemy isn't he? Picture him standing there instead of that bag. Remember how you pushed that table down. And now attack. " Sure enough I looked up and saw klaus in it's place now. I lunged at it. Kick kick hit kick push kick kick. He was becoming weaker. I was losing control, my hits became random and more violent. I screamed as I gave one last kick and he collapsed. I picked up the dagger and stabbed him with another scream. I opened my eyes. The bag had replaced Klaus, and I had hit him right on the heart. I looked up at Marcel, panting and drenched in sweat.
My baby seemed very happy about our sports session. It made me laugh as I walked up the stairs. I came face to face with Rebekah. "What were you doing downstairs?" "Something called none of your business" I snapped and the doorbell rang before she could say anything. She opened the door and I saw an unfamiliar man standing at the door. "Hayley Marshall?" "My bow and arrows!" I exclaimed as I ran to pick them up "they're a day early!" I informed the mailman and he nodded "sign here please" I did as I was told. I admired my beauties as Rebekah shut the door and followed me. "What do you need that for? Surely you're not planning to get archery classes?" "I dont need any classes" I muttered as I targeted her "You see I am excellent at this and these aren't any arrows. They are made specifically for supernatural hunters, dripped in vervain all over. Would you like to guess the effect it'll have on you if I hit you on the heart now?" I said with a huge smile on my face. She looked uncomfortable. I pulled it down and gave her an evil grin "don't worry, I am not planning to. Not yet at least." I snapped and ran up the stairs and into Davina's room. I had to talk to someone about my new stuff!
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