Short again but im planning on writing a few in a row, ignore mistakes i don't even proof read oops, sorry.
Recap: I look down to my slice of cake⦠And I suddenly get an idea.
But my idea is rudely interrupted "What is the Stiff doing out here?" Peter yells, as he appears from around the corner. I quickly get up to my feet.
The first thing Four taught me was to asses the situation and if I'm out powered to get out of there. But in a fist to fist with Peter I think I have a decent shot. I also figure If I lay a few hits on him, no one is going to believe this skinny little girl could hurt him, I'll get off scott free.
"Peter can I help you?" I ask my voice full of venom.
"Don't forget who you are stiff" He threatens.
"What did I even do to you anyway" I retort. Peter doesn't even do me the honor of answering, he lunges for me, he probably only means for it to be a warning. However I'm happy to use this as a chance to practice some of what Fours been teaching me.
It's easy enough to evade his attack, I saw it coming from a mile away. I duck to the side, while he is off balance I use this chance to kick. I pull my leg in and launch it out to the side, it connects with his ribcage and causes him to groan out. Peter falls to the floor and clutches his side.
"Bitch" he curses "Your going to regret that" he mutters out in-between heavy breaths. Somehow I doubt that.
Then if out of nowhere a fist comes into vision I can only barley get my hand up in time. Luckily I do and my forearms take most of the force, not my head. I stagger back a few steps. It seems Eric wondered where Peter went. His eyes look wild and his deathly smile is etched into his face.
I have assessed the situation and the outcome is clear. I'm going to lose, but sorry Four I can't run. All I see is red.
Eric advances forward pushing me back out of the undercover area and into the rain. Judging from his stance and footwork It's clear he is a lot stronger and more talented than Peter. Considering he's upper chain in Dauntless I'm not surprised.
He jabs with his left, I evade it. It seems only to annoy him. He jabs once more, which I evade but this time he follows with a swift kick to my side. I barley have time to brace for it. The wind is pushed out from me and I fall to the floor.
My stomach and lungs feel compressed, I'm gasping to get air back.
Eric is leaning over me he looks impressed with his work. I spit up at him.
He leans down to follow up with another attack when a blur of grey approaches out of nowhere. He jump up on his right leg to gain height, he pulls back in the air and lands a very powerful blow to Eric's face.
Eric groans and staggers back, surprised from the attack.
The grey blur doesn't waist anytime in running up to me, grabbing my hand and hauling me off into the rain. I have to run hard to keep up with him. We run far, off the school property and into the streets.
After running for a few minutes I cannot take it anymore we aren't being chased and my body just took a massive blow. I pull my hand from his and stop. I kneel over in pain gasping.
The guy in grey paces a few steps in front of me. His hands are thrown up to his head anxiously.
"What where you thinking?!" He asks whilst turning around. "You could have gotten seriously injured" His eyes are raging, like a fierce ocean in the night, crashing around.
"Four?" I whisper.
Yeet stick around for another
