The Female Acolyte

Escaping the Dungeon

Krystina grabbed her towel and wiped her sweat drenched face. She was at another brutal training session at the great Stu Hart's dungeon, a loving nickname all the wrestlers used to refer to the home based wrestling school. Krystina watched two other students work each other in the ring. The two wrestlers were still struggling with the concepts that Stu was trying to teach them. The old man sighed in annoyance,

"No, No! For the millionth time!" He grabbed one of the sparring wrestlers and for his age the Hart patriarch executed the move perfectly, "Why can't you two understand a perfectly easy concept?" He groaned in frustration. He looked over at one of the wrestlers, "Jones, step out" the bald headed wrestlers left the mat, visibly disappointed. "Benoit, show them how it's done." He motioned to Krystina and she obeyed eagerly, jumping into the ring. Stu watched them intently as she and the other wrestler began to spar. Krystina watched her opponent attentively as the other wrestler began to move towards her. He lounged at her with a clothesline and she ran towards him at full force until the last minute before his arm would have made contact with her. She suddenly dropped to her knees sliding underneath his legs. She could hear the other wrestlers cheer as she quickly got off the ground and made sure to keep an eye on her opponent. Her opponent quickly recovered, running back towards her. And throwing a right hook at her. The move seemed to be in slow motion as she caught the fist and quickly forced it into his back. He tapped his thigh with his free hand, signaling for her to let go immediately. Without missing a beat, she ran towards the ropes and threw her body back against it for momentum. Like a slingshot, she hurled forward with a knee attack that successfully connected with her opponent's chest. The room was in an uproar as the Hart patriarch got everyone's attention. He held his hands up to silence everyone. Slowly but surely everyone quieted down as he began speaking,

"That's exactly how it's done ladies and gentlemen! In this business, you not only have to make sure your moves are precise each time so you don't hurt yourself and your opponent but you also have to tell a story in the ring." The trainees heeded the former wrestler turned trainer's word. He turned to Krystina and the other pupil she sparred with, "That was very good you two. Everyone else, keep working on it. You'll get it." His eyes scanned the room making eye contact with a few of the people there, "I suggest you all keep practicing because you only get one chance in this business," He paused a moment to give his statement some impact before he added, "If you're even lucky to get one." He glanced at the clock on the wall. He sighed as he began to dismiss them,

"Okay Ladies and gentlemen, we've been at this for ten hours, why don't we call it a night? I will see you all bright and early tomorrow at seven." Everyone said their goodbyes to Stu Hart and each other as they disbanded. Krystina went over to her locker where she went to retrieve her bag. She felt a tap on her shoulder. As she turned around she saw the blonde haired person she had sparred with in class,

"Hey Griffin! Great job on the mat today, you really made me look like I knew what I was doing out there." The young man stifled a laugh,

"Are you sure it isn't the other way around?" He teased. Krystina couldn't help but giggle. She lightly punched him in the arm, which turned into playful fighting between the two of them. Once they stopped Krystina dismissed his comment,

"Whatever Griffin, you don't give yourself much credit." The two of the suddenly became aware of a third person in the room as they turned around and saw Stu Hart who was watching them. The two looked up at his face as they waited for him to say something. The older man had a serious look on his face but they could see a playful gleam in his eye,

"Benoit, in my office please." Griffin dismissed himself as he turned to his friend,

"Bye Tina, I'll see you tomorrow." She tried to give him a look that said 'please don't leave me you bastard' but she knew that he couldn't stick around so she waved to him,