Chapter 9
Sam and I were practising our fighting again. I had discovered that he was getting surprisingly good with his telekinesis.... the hard way.
We had decided to go weaponless in a fight. We had the whole thing going really strong, until he 'force pushed' me, as he liked to call it. Because that was exactly how it worked. An aimless push in a general direction.
We began the fight by grappling. I ducked under him and brought my knee up into his gut. He fell to the ground for a second, but got right back up. Wheezing a bit, he said, "that was dirty."
"I know, but that is just the way it is. You aren't going to learn by me being soft on you." I told him.
"It was pretty even last time we fought. Why did you get me this time?"
"I don't know.." I said, just as he jumped at me. I moved to the side, but he was expecting it. He stuck a foot in the ground and pivoted, turning to punch me in the jugular. Thank god I had really fast reflexes. I backed away in time to save my life, or at least my ability to breathe.
I pushed away his fist and he punched again. I dodged it too. I backed away, but he was right on me again. I turned my back to him as he shot a fist towards me again, but I countered it. I grabbed it from over my shoulder and brought it into a hammerlock, but he flipped forward, escaping it. Then he turned around and lunged forward, bringing his knee into my gut. I was disoriented for a minute, but regained total consciousness in time to see him dash at me again.
He did a jumping roundhouse, but I ducked. He followed through with another roundhouse, to my mid-section, but I did a rolling backflip, evading that too. When I was back standing, he was crouched down right in front of me. He brought a foot up to my chest. I backed up, trying to dodge it, but I tripped over a rock or something.
I was laying on the ground on my back for only a second, when I saw a foot come crashing down on my face. I rolled out of the way in time to avoid the kick. I was on my belly now, so I pushed myself up, then brought my closer foot up to his chest. I was tired of dodging and blocking. I landed the kick and it sent him backward. I got up into a ready stance.
I did a jumping back roundhouse to him, but he ducked under it. Then he parried into a lunging punch. But as I backed away, I used that same foot to kick him in the back of the head. We both fell to the ground on our stomachs. I was ready though. Once he was up on his feet, I did a donkey kick to his mid-section. Then I rolled over onto my back, but still held up by my feet and hands, to deliver another kick to the other side of his head. Then I pushed him away with the same foot. He flew back and landed on his ass.
I got up and jumped on him. I originally only meant to land with an arm on his neck, but not to hurt him. I was about to call the battle. But instead, in that split second before I landed, I saw his eyes glow that dreadful red and his hand was facing up towards me. Oh, shit! I thought.
I flew up and over him in a flip. I landed on my back, air blown out of my lungs. He got up and stood over me. His eyes dimming. You bastard! I thought. But oh well. He helped me to my feet.
"I thought we decided that there would be no telekinesis." I whined. "that was unfair."
"Well, seeing as how it was training, I guess it is fair to do that. You aren't going to learn if I go soft on you." He said, quoting me. I just smirked, huffed a laugh, and shook my head.
"So, how's it feel?" He asked.
I was surprised, and confused at first. "What?"
"Being pushed with Telekinesis. What's it feel like? I hope it doesn't hurt."
"Well. It kind of feels like someone is pushing you really hard with a very soft pillow. But without the fists and other hard parts that are pushing it. You know, like they are holding the pillow by the ends. But you can breathe. Why? Can't you just do it on yourself?"
"No, I can't do it to myself. If I could, I would be flying, or at least practising controlled high jumps by now. It is still in work. It will be a while, too. But the flying will be achieved as soon as I can grip and push large objects. The telekinesis is only based right now on how much I can physically lift. You know?" He told me.
"I guess. Anyway, I hope you learn it real soon. I want to be there the first time you fall on your ass." I laughed. So did he.
Sam and I were practising our fighting again. I had discovered that he was getting surprisingly good with his telekinesis.... the hard way.
We had decided to go weaponless in a fight. We had the whole thing going really strong, until he 'force pushed' me, as he liked to call it. Because that was exactly how it worked. An aimless push in a general direction.
We began the fight by grappling. I ducked under him and brought my knee up into his gut. He fell to the ground for a second, but got right back up. Wheezing a bit, he said, "that was dirty."
"I know, but that is just the way it is. You aren't going to learn by me being soft on you." I told him.
"It was pretty even last time we fought. Why did you get me this time?"
"I don't know.." I said, just as he jumped at me. I moved to the side, but he was expecting it. He stuck a foot in the ground and pivoted, turning to punch me in the jugular. Thank god I had really fast reflexes. I backed away in time to save my life, or at least my ability to breathe.
I pushed away his fist and he punched again. I dodged it too. I backed away, but he was right on me again. I turned my back to him as he shot a fist towards me again, but I countered it. I grabbed it from over my shoulder and brought it into a hammerlock, but he flipped forward, escaping it. Then he turned around and lunged forward, bringing his knee into my gut. I was disoriented for a minute, but regained total consciousness in time to see him dash at me again.
He did a jumping roundhouse, but I ducked. He followed through with another roundhouse, to my mid-section, but I did a rolling backflip, evading that too. When I was back standing, he was crouched down right in front of me. He brought a foot up to my chest. I backed up, trying to dodge it, but I tripped over a rock or something.
I was laying on the ground on my back for only a second, when I saw a foot come crashing down on my face. I rolled out of the way in time to avoid the kick. I was on my belly now, so I pushed myself up, then brought my closer foot up to his chest. I was tired of dodging and blocking. I landed the kick and it sent him backward. I got up into a ready stance.
I did a jumping back roundhouse to him, but he ducked under it. Then he parried into a lunging punch. But as I backed away, I used that same foot to kick him in the back of the head. We both fell to the ground on our stomachs. I was ready though. Once he was up on his feet, I did a donkey kick to his mid-section. Then I rolled over onto my back, but still held up by my feet and hands, to deliver another kick to the other side of his head. Then I pushed him away with the same foot. He flew back and landed on his ass.
I got up and jumped on him. I originally only meant to land with an arm on his neck, but not to hurt him. I was about to call the battle. But instead, in that split second before I landed, I saw his eyes glow that dreadful red and his hand was facing up towards me. Oh, shit! I thought.
I flew up and over him in a flip. I landed on my back, air blown out of my lungs. He got up and stood over me. His eyes dimming. You bastard! I thought. But oh well. He helped me to my feet.
"I thought we decided that there would be no telekinesis." I whined. "that was unfair."
"Well, seeing as how it was training, I guess it is fair to do that. You aren't going to learn if I go soft on you." He said, quoting me. I just smirked, huffed a laugh, and shook my head.
"So, how's it feel?" He asked.
I was surprised, and confused at first. "What?"
"Being pushed with Telekinesis. What's it feel like? I hope it doesn't hurt."
"Well. It kind of feels like someone is pushing you really hard with a very soft pillow. But without the fists and other hard parts that are pushing it. You know, like they are holding the pillow by the ends. But you can breathe. Why? Can't you just do it on yourself?"
"No, I can't do it to myself. If I could, I would be flying, or at least practising controlled high jumps by now. It is still in work. It will be a while, too. But the flying will be achieved as soon as I can grip and push large objects. The telekinesis is only based right now on how much I can physically lift. You know?" He told me.
"I guess. Anyway, I hope you learn it real soon. I want to be there the first time you fall on your ass." I laughed. So did he.