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A/N: Give me your opinion on something: I've been thinking about doing a chapter based on the episode "Fight or Flight". Let me know what you think i should do.
"One, two, three, four, and five. Good!" said Cole as he moved his fencing sword through various forms. Kyra followed his example with a wooden practice sword. This was one of their main hobbies now. If they weren't playing cards, watching TV, or hanging out with friends, they where up here on the roof of the house practicing a sport or language. Of course it wasn't safest place around, but it was private and that was all they needed.
"Any new moves?" Kyra asked when they finally stopped to take a break. Cole took a swig from his water bottle as he thought for a moment.
Well there is one," he said as he sat the water bottle. Slowly, he guided her though the new move, repeating it until she had it down.
"Defend yourself!" he suddenly shouted, swinging his blade at her. Kyra brought up her wooden sword and blocked his swing, stepping back to avoid the long thin metal as it rapped around the wood. She responded by delivering a forceful kick to his stomach. Cole fell and rolled down the roof. But he stood with a grin as he let himself fall to the section of roof above the front porch and in front of the bedroom windows.
"Your getting slow!" he called up at her, knowing it would encourage her to keep up her ferocity. Kyra jogged down her section of roof and leapt to his before charging him. Cole broke off a stick from one of the trees, not big enough to cause harm, but enough to stun, and threw it at his charging sister. She dogged the flying chunk of wood with ease and swung at Cole. For a minute they exchanged various moves before she finally saw an opening. Cole thrust his blade at her in what would have been a killing stab, but Kyra moved to the side and smashed down on his blade with her wooden sword. Loosing his balance, Cole, now disarmed, fell.
"You all right?" came Kyra's voice from above. Blinking, Cole realized that he had rolled off the edge of the roof and now lay in the front yard.
"Fine," he said just before he sat up on his elbows. Kyra crouched on the edge of the roof and grinned down at him.
"I beat you," she said in a triumphant voice. Cole rolled his eyes.
"The only way this day could get worse is if I had landed on a pine cone," came his reply. Reaching under his back, Cole found a crushed pinecone. With a groan, he pulled himself to his feet.
"I yield to you, my apprentice," he said, dipping his head in a bow. Kyra rolled her eyes before she tossed him her wooden sword.
"I'll be down in a minute, smartass," she said before she disappeared over the edge of the roof. Van walked out the front door and leaned on the edge of the porch.
"You get beat by a girl?" he asked, grinning. Cole rolled his head, relishing the crackle that went through his neck.
"She's mastered the basic, I'll have to move up to more advanced forms just to beat her now," came Cole's reply.
"You got beat by a girl!" cried Van with laughter followed his comment. Cole glared at his brother in law.
"You keep it up and I'll turn her loose on you," he said. Instantly, Van's laughter came to a halt. The door opened and Kyra walked out, making Van turn and run around the corner of the house, heading for the back door.
"What's gotten into him?" she asked, a little confused. Cole grinned before he answered.
"I told him that I'd turn you loose on him, so I'm guessing that he panicked," he answered. Kyra broke down into laughter as Cole tossed her the wooden sword. Barbra Jean's high-pitched cry of "Reba!" emanated from within the house. Both twins let out a groan.
"Hold down the fort while I make my escape," Kyra whispered. Cole rolled his eyes.
"Na, don't really feel like it," he whispered back. She playfully punched him in the shoulder.
"Your suppose to be my back up," she said. Cole shrugged as he picked up his blade.
"Eh," he grunted.