Ch 2: New Life Story?

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Cat's P.O.V.

I opened the doors of my gym where I always did my training.
Punching bags, weights, and other artifacts laid around inside the room.

"Time for some fun!"

A few minutes passed, but I still hadn't dropped a single drop of sweat.
I was getting real good at this.
Soon enough Vica walked inside calmly.

"Wanna start the battle?"


"Of course I do," I yelled still punching the sand bag in front of me.
"Very well."

He got into his fighting position, waiting for me to come over.
I ran up to him ready to strike when something or someone caught our attention.

A pained yell was heard, like the sound of an animal being slaughtered.

Vica straighten up and ran to the door in which he was a few feet away from.

"I'm coming with you."

"No."

"You need me."

"No. Stay here"

"But I-"

"Cat."

"Yes, sir."

....


He left.

I waited.

I waited.

I waited.

And I waited.

"I can't just stay here!"

I ran towards the direction Vica left by.
My legs weren't giving much more space to run for, but I need to find my master. He needs me.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Oh no. Oh. God. Please. No.


And off went my legs.
I had no control over my body. I don't want to lose the only person I have.

There.

I spotted his body.
He was kneeling down, trying to get up, but it seemed that he had a couple of broken ribs or at least that was my guess.

"Vica!"


"Cat?"

His face was covered with a mask of pain and blood.
He was the one that teached me, how the hell did they bring him down so quickly?
How strong are these freaks?

"Stay back, idiot."

"Awww look. He is trying to protect that girl. Isn't that nice of him. What is she your daughter? Sister?"

A couple of guys were standing in front of Vica spoke that. Some were wearing yellow and white stripped shirts, but only one had a red shirt.
Was he the leader?
I honestly don't care because I'm going to kill all of them.

"It's to bad that she is going to see you die this way, huh?" He cackled.


"Don't you da-"


As I was going to go teach them a lesson, he threw a blast from his hand which made a huge explosion happen where Vica's body was.
What the hell. I brought my arms to my face to cover it from the dust and lighting the explosion caused.


The smoke soon disappeared.
Vica was now lying there covered in his own blood.


"VICA!"


Tears started streaming down my face like a waterfall.

"Oh, look. She's crying. How cute is that?"


"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU!"


A fire started.
Something inside me is burning.


"AAAHHHHHHHHH!"


My vision started getting blurry.
All I could see were small sparks going around me.
My strength? Power? What is this?


I stopped. My breathing evened out. I could feel my hair giving my eyes a dark shade.

"I'm going to murder you. I..."
As I was speaking I was stepping closer and closer to them.


"Why the hell is her hair yellow, Boss?" Asked one of the punks on the group.

I stopped again.

"I... I...  I'M GOING TO MURDER YOU FOR THIS!"

I sprinted towards 'the boss'.
Creating my hand into a fist.


My fist connected with his jaw.

It landed straight onto him.
His whole body went flying back, crashing through a building.


"Why are you just standing there? Kill her!"

He shouted to his group.
They turned towards me with fear making a smirk land on my lips.
"You heard him, come and get me."





















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