Chapter 5 - Training

Back at the abey, Kymica Summers trained as hard as she could. She had requested a private training session, and people around her knew better than to deprive her of it. She needed the anger-relief.

Kym smiled to herself as she felt her fist collide with the punch-bag, a badly draw picture of one of the boys taped on it. She had fought him and a friend in the battle after they had broken in with about 15 others.

What worried her most of all though, was the feeling she had gotten round the two of them. Kymica knew perfectly well who the group had been - as a beyblader she knew all the top teams, and they were the best.

She had just fought and kicked out The Bladebreakers, Demolition Boyz, White Tigers, and Majestics. Kym kinda liked the idea that she had beaten them all like that. Of course, she had had some help, but she liked to know that she was on the ball too.

The boys she had disliked the most had scared her. Kym knew that she had trained herself well, and so was able to cover up her emotions most of the time, especially when fighting, but that didn't mean they weren't there.

Kymica had never known her family, taken from them at a very young age to begin her training as a slayer. She, like so many others, had taken the name 'Summers', to protect their families, whom they were never meant to know.

Kym often wondered who she would be if she wasn't a slayer. But since the chance had never come, she had tried to stop wondering. In fact, the most Kym had ever been told, was that she had had an older brother, and is English.

For her families safety, Kymica had never kept in touch with them, and had no record of who they were. She doubted even Giles and Wesley even remembered them any more.

Kymica stopped punching, for fear of ultimately destroying yet another punch-bag. She thought back to what she had felt. What she had thought.

Kym let out a shrill war-cry, and round-house-kicked the punchbag, sending it onto the floor in a heap. She picked it up and tied it back on to the ceiling like before, and started on the running machine instead.

She had no idea why she had felt that way. Against what Kennedy would definitely tease her, Kym wasn't in love. No, she just got the strong feeling she had met the two boys before.

Hopefully Giles wouldn't notice she kicked the punchbag again.

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