Okay, I got three reviews for my last chapter. Yay! Thanks all. So here's my lovely fight scene. Please enjoy the story featuring characters that I do not own, except Jocelyn.

Chapter Three:

You Gotta Fight for your Right to be a Jackass

"Bring it then," Raimundo growled at Jocelyn. The sparks flying from her hand solidified and formed a glowing blade which she held like a sword aimed at Rai.

"With pleasure," She grinned the blade began to waver. Raimundo took a fighting stance. The blade became whip-like and she swung it at him.

"That is so king!" Omi shouted.

"Boss," Kim corrected with her eyes on the fight.

"That too," Rai jumped and landed like a cat. He sent a gust of wind at her. She made no attempt to dodge it. The girl was blown backward toward the wall. Everyone gasped. Jocie put her hands behind her back. Right before she hit the wall, a cushion of light came between Jocelyn's back on the dark blue wall. It illuminated the twilight. Jocie's gray eyes glowed while the rest of her face was in shadow. Honesty, it was really creepy. She pushed her hands back and flew forward. With another whip of lightning, she hit Rai in the shoulder faster than he could evade. He fell to the ground unconscious. Jocie skidded to a halt in front of him.

"Think I win," she said with a smirk. Kim ran up to Rai's side and lifted his head then she glared up Jocie. "Relax," she assured Kimiko, "he's just knocked out; he'll be fine in a while,"

"That was most awesome," Omi declared in astonishment. "You were all like shoom, and zap, and, and, and," he was running around imitating Jocie's fighting. Jocie stopped him.

"Thanks Omi," she gave him a hug and a little kiss on the cheek. Omi melted.

"May I have another kiss?" he asked gleefully.

"If you earn one, sure," she replied smugly. She stood only to look down again at Kim and Rai. Kimiko lifted her unconscious friend over her shoulder and made her way slowly and silently past them, shooting a venomous glare at Jocie who fired one back.

"You sure he'll be okay, missie?" Clay asked. She nodded.

"I just hit a pressure point with a small shock. If I'd put anymore voltage in that whip, he wouldn't be okay," She stood in a slightly guilty manner with her arms crossed over her chest. "I know all the pressure points on the human body. I just hit one and he fell down, paralyzed. The loss of consciousness was fault of falling to the ground."

"That'd come in mighty handy for cow ropin'," Clay said.

"I suppose it would," Jocie said with a smile making Clay blush. She laughed but it quickly turned to yawning. "I'm gonna go to bed," she wandered off leaving the two boys alone.

"She's quite a gal," Clay said.

"Indeed," Omi agreed, "She is heated,"

"Hot," the cowboy said.

"That too,"

The two of them headed off toward their rooms. They found Rai lay down on his mat. The sound of unmistakable female arguing came from Kim's "room". "I told you," they heard Jocie, "He'll be fine tomorrow!"

"Not if I can't find a pulse he won't!" the other shouted back.

"His heart's beating too fast for you to pick one up. If he were dead, I wouldn't feel any energy coming from him, but there is. He's alive. You just wait 'till tomorrow little Miss I'm-gonna-hate-the-new-girl-just-because-she's-a-better-fighter-than-my-friend!" She ripped the curtain covering the door to the side and stormed out past Clay and Omi taking no notice of them.

"Bitch!" Kim yelled at her.

"Slut!" there came her reply.

"Will go see if our friend is all right," Omi whispered to his friend. He took a step and found himself stopped by Clay's hand.

"You don't need to do that," Clay said. "I'm sure she's fine." Once Omi had pulled the curtain over his doorway, Clay ran off to find Jocelyn. He found her in the mediation hall with her knees at her chest and her shoulders shaking a bit. She was crying. He crept up to her side in put a big hand on her shoulder. She shrieked. Clay put his finger on her lips. "What's wrong?" he asked sitting by her.

"What the hell do you think is wrong?" she asked back. Tears came to her eyes again. "I haven't been here for one whole day and everyone already hates me." Clay edged closer to her and gestured to his shoulder which she leaned against and cried on. His robe was quickly soaked. He wrapped an arm around her slim shoulders and gave her a small hug. "Thanks," she said separating her body from his. She stood and rubbed her puffy red eyes. "For giving me a shoulder to cry on. I'm usually the one people come to cry on." She smiled at him and gave him a short kiss. Then she was gone, leaving Clay in the empty hall to ponder his first kiss.

Don't ask why I ended like that. I'm tired. Next chapter will be around Tuesday or Wednesday, once I'm on vacation. R&R!

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