Chapter 2
Katherine's POV:
I had escaped my mother at last. I didn't mean to be rude but I wanted to explore California, my mother and I have only just arrived after all.
I was walking through the bazaar in town admiring all the colors and looking at things that I might be interested in buying.
I walked until I came across an old barn, it looked deserted. It would be perfect.
I walked inside and started inspecting it. looking for foot holds and good vantage point, possibly a dummy.
Well I didn't find one so I decided to do without, I tied my hair back with the leather cord I always carried with me, I took off my skirt and changed into a pair of pants. I took my daggers out of there holding place and started with the basic drills: thrust, parry, lunge. Then I started getting into it jumping around, moving, running. Fighting the invisible enemies that are all around me, but never take form.
I was so immersed in what I was doing that I was unaware how much time had gone by since I had come in, I was also unaware of another presence in the building.
Juaquins POV:
It was a girl. A girl who looked strangely like a man, but definitely a girl. A very pretty girl. With VERY good skills in swordsmanship.
She had long, dark brown hair that was tyed in the back of her head and strands of hair were coming out of the ponytail she had it in. The girl was about 5'6", skinny, with a good figure, it was hard to tell what her face looked like because her back was to me, but I was quite curious to know.
Whoever she was she hadn't noticed me there yet so I decided to watch and wait. I walked around her a little and decided to really test her skills, I found an old, forgotten staff, took a step closer to her and waited.
When I saw an opportunity I jumped in and started fighting back. I could tell she was surprised by the look on her face, and she faltered in her actions for a moment, but she recovered quickly and we started sparring.
Two complete strangers, fighting, for no reason at all, just fighting, in a friendly battle.
Who knows how long we fought the both of us were to immersed in beating the other that we paid no attention to the outside world. I used about every skill my father had taught me and a few I had learned from previous fights. But it seems that she was as good a fighter as me, which only intrigued me more.
I was starting to sweat again. We were moving fast, neither one of us wanting to stop or be caught off guard resting.
We fought until I heard a sound that made me stop dead in my tracks: My mother.
The girl heard it as well and faltered, she lost balance and started to fall out of the loft where we were fighting, I grabbed at her trying to catch her but ended up falling with her.
Luckily we landed in a stack of hay, we looked at each other, she had hay tangled in her hair that had come undone since we started fighting, I figured I looked just as ridiculous as she did because she started laughing at me just as I was laughing at her. We laughed until we heard what had disturbed us in the first place.
My mother cleared her throat to get our attention. We both looked at her and she had her hands on her hips and was glaring at me. At that moment I just wanted to disappear and avoid my mother's scrutiny, but unfortunately there was no avoiding it, it may be delayed since we were in the presence of a stranger, but there was no avoiding it in the future.
"Joaquin de la Vega" my mother said sternly and I lowered my head trying to hide in the straw. "What in the world is going on here."
"Um" I looked at the girl for a little bit of support but she looked just as scared and helpless as I felt. "Well, you see, it's a funny story" I said laughing lightly trying to lighten the mood.
"Well than I guess you had better start from the beginning" she said as she took a seat on an old bench.
And so I told her what happened, I had learned better than to lie to my mother.
When I finished, she just looked to the sky, as if talking to God and sighed then said. "All right get out of there than and clean yourselves up. Your a mess, the both of you." She gave me the look as if to say this wasn't over which only proved my suspicions.
My mother looked at the girl whose name I still didn't know and her gaze turned caring .
"Please excuse my son senorita. He's as bad as his father. I'm sorry if he was any trouble to you."
"No, no don't worry, he didn't bother me I just thought I was alone, that's all"
"I am sorry though, I just couldn't help it." I said "My name is Joaquin. It's nice to meet you. Your an excellent swordswoman." I looked into her eyes as I spoke to her and realized they were the most brilliant blue I had ever seen in my life. It seemed her face was all soft, round cheeks but not pudgy, button nose, and a smile so bright I'd have to say she was the daughter of the sun itself. In other words, she is beautiful.
She laughed a little at that than said "thank you I've worked hard to be as good as I am" I smiled at that, than thought that even her laugh was beautiful. "My name is-"
"Katherine!"

Ok so my last chapter was really short I realized that after I submitted submitted it, I also realized that I was spelling Joaquins name wrong, I apologise for that. Also there is a blank space in the last chapter that I forgot to fool in the man of the party is: la fiesta de anos which just means party of the year. I'll update the next chapter as soon as I can and I really hope you enjoy Becoming Zorro.