Chapter 5
After spending eternity going through her suitcase and cleaning her room and fixing it up, Persia decided to work out with Robin and Cyborg in the gym before making dinner. The guys were lifting weights while Persia was punching and kicking the punching bag. She was thinking about her recent trip down memory lane earlier, and as she did, her punches and kicks got a little more aggressive. "Whoa, take it easy Persia!" "Yea, before you hit the puching bag off the hook!" (or whatever holds the punching bag) Persia looked at them. "Heh, hit the punching bag off the hook! Relax guys, i'm not going to do something like that!" Persia said grinning with confidence. Then she turned back to the punching bag with a serious face and gave it a couple big punches that made holes, and then she did a spin kick, and sure enough, then punching bag flew off the hook and hit the wall hard. Persia looked to see Robin and Cyborg cross their arms. She held her left elbow and looked sheepishly at them "Um, whoops?" She managed to crack a weak smile. "I'm sorry guys, you aren't mad at me are you?" Persia asked with a worried face. Robin walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder "Of course we aren't mad at you, we just think that somethigs up." "yea, something has to be up to kick this punching bag into the wall. Either that or you are way stronger then we thought." Cyborg was saying while he picked up the punching bag and tried putting it back on the hook. When he finally succeded, he joined Robin and Persia just as she replied to them "I guess I just have alot of things on my mind...." "Well, its a good thing you took it out on that bag, and not me, or would be done!" Cyborg's comment made them all crack up. After their little laugh, Robin added "Yea, thats some strength you got there." "Thanks, thats what my coach would say...." Persia could feel another flashback coming.
"HEEEEEEYA!" "Again." "HEEEEEEEEYA!" Persia was kicking the punching bag as hard as she could. She was panting hard and sweating a little. "You are doing a good job Persia, it's just not enough." Her coach was helping to keep her fit and train her for combat and stuff. Persia's coach kneeled down to her "C'mon Persia, I know you have alot of power in that body of yours, you just need to let it out. I know you can do this!" Persia's coach smiled at her, and she smiled back. "Ok, i'll try again." So Persia was about to punch the punching bag when she covered her mouth to sneeze. Some of the blush she applied on her face that morning got on her fingertips. Suddenly Persia remembered that morning at breakfast when her parents were fighting. She started to get furious, and she hit the punching bag hard with so much rage, it got cut in half! "Wow, that was AMAZING! See, i told you that you had some energy in there somewhere." Persia's coach hugged her for a job well down.
"Now we just need to find a way to harness all that energy you have when you are raged and make it into a regular thing....."
"Wow, he sounds like a good coach." Cyborg piped in when Persia finished her flashback. "Yea, he always challenged me, pushed my limits, see how far I could go, and I could go pretty far." Persia nodded at that. Wiping some beads of sweat off her forehead, she remarked "Phew, that was really a workout! I think i'm going to go rest for a little while, then get dinner started." Persia walked out of the gym to the kitchen to get a drink of water. "Sounds like her coach did a good job on her." "A really good job. Now we better get back to planning and getting ready for the party, c'mon."