Motoko slowly opened her eyes to the bright midday sunlight. As she beheld the majestic sky and bright green trees, she tried to recollect how she had gotten to where she was. As
she began to sit up, a sharp pain in her stomach caused her to flinch, and a soft hand came down onto her forehead and gently pushed her back down.
"You shouldn't get up so fast," said a calm voice, "You may still be hurt."
Motoko looked over and saw Kiba's face smiling down at her. Suddenly, everything came flooding back. Motoko jumped up in a state of shock and took up a defensive stance.
Motoko screamed out, "What do you think you were doing?"
Kiba slowly rose up from his spot and said, "I just though you might need a comfy spot to lye down at while you recovered."
Motoko seemed quite confused. Had she just not been fighting the same person a few minutes ago? She decided she had finally had enough and lunged toward Kiba ready to
punch his lights out. Kiba, with the same swiftness he had displayed earlier, caught her fist in mid-punch and twisted her arm behind her back. She was helpless under his superior
strength and skill. She knew he would probably kill her and rape her body and began thinking of the stories in the local newspapers.
"Look here," he whispered into her ear, "I really don't want to fight you, but you keep leaving me no choice."
Motoko could feel her heart beating as she felt Kiba's hot breath against her ear.
"If you're going to kill me just do it now and get it over with!" she shouted, "I don't deserve to live after losing so easily to you."
"What kind of talk is that?" asked Kiba as he released her from her hold, "You lose one lousy fight and you're suddenly willing to give up your whole life? It's no wonder you lost
to me."
Motoko fell on her knees and felt warm tears swelling in her eyes.
"What's the point of living if you're not strong?" she asked sadly.
"To become stronger," he replied as he offered his hand to help her up, "I can help to make you stronger. Promise you will not try and hurt me anymore," he said smiling, "and I
promise you I will help make you stronger."
As Motoko looked up at him, she could still feel her heart beating abnormally. She reached up for his hand and stood up before him. Kiba reached over and wiped the tears from
her eyes and smiled as though nothing had ever happened.
"So how is it you're so strong any way?" she asked.
"Well that's a long story but to make it short………………"
To be continued………….in pt.4
