The room was large and surprisingly spacious for being on the third floor, having a ceiling so tall it could fit a giant. The ring in the center was slightly larger than most boxing rings and had a tall net on each of its four sides. The floor of it was made out of hard sand with the center of the ring having a small engraving of the Golden Gate Bridge in it. The far wall had been replaced with floor to ceiling mirrors and the far left side of the gym had all the weights and machines while the right side had a punching bag and some benches to sit on.
Overwhelmed by the size of the gym, Samson meandered his way forwards, eventually making it to the ring where Selena opened a netted door to let him in. Once inside, he was hit with the rancid smell of sweat and blood. Quickly, he covered his nose, noticing that it was hard to move on the hardened sand.
As she closed the door, Selena studied Samson, How was someone so… average able to push back brother… Selena thought to herself.
There’s only one way to find out, Penny whispered in her head.
“Why did you meddle in my affairs?” She crouched low and leapt forwards.
With ease, Samson stepped to his right, avoiding her while turning to face the other side, still admiring the interior of the ring.
Rolling onto the ground as she landed, Selena was quickly able to turn herself around and sprinted forwards. Her nails elongated as she got closer, pressing her fingers together, she jabbed at Samson’s face.
“I was expecting more of a challenge.” Samson muttered as he blurred, avoiding the jab and grabbing her hand.
With all her might she pulled her arm back, slowly realizing that it was stuck in Samson’s vice grip. With a yawn, Samson flicked his wrist, sending her flying into one of the net walls of the ring. As Selena’s back hit the stretchy net, she twisted, getting her feet under her as she positioned herself like a spear and bounced back towards him at twice the speed.
Samson moved to the left, moving out of the line that the human javelin was coming in. As Selena fly past him, he grabbed her right arm and slammed her into the hardened sand, sending a small dust cloud up in the air.
“FIGHT ME!!” Selena shouted as she quickly leapt to her feet and began a relentless assault of jabs aimed at Samson’s face.
In a swift movement, Samson crouched and slammed the heel of his foot into Selena’s stomach, sending her sprawling on the floor. “No.” He said as he walked towards her.
As he towered over her, his cold eyes met her raging blue eyes. “What does beating someone weaker than me do for me?” He continued staring.
Selena wiped her mouth as she spun to her feet, making Samson take a few steps back. “Let’s make a deal then.” She smiled at him.
“If I win you leave my pack,” She started, seeing the annoyance in Samson’s eyes, “But if you win, I’ll tell you one piece of information, any piece of information, but only one.” She finished seeing Samson’s interest growing.
“Not a bad deal, much better than the one I agreed to a while ago,” Samson stretched his arms across his body, “Deal!”
“What's the catch?” He asked as he squatted down to stretch his legs.
“You have to come at me like you’re trying to kill me.” Selena said, stretching out her own legs.
Samson stood up and stretched his back, a wave of seriousness washing over him. “Are you sure you’ll be able to handle that?” He asked, worried he might not get the information he desired.
Penny, make sure you keep him alive, Selena ordered.
I will dear, Penny’s voice hissed with joy.
Slowly Selena began transforming, her white hair elongated as her eyes changed colors to amber. Her form shrunk until a white wolf, slightly larger than average, stood in her place.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Samson said to himself.
He too tried transforming but the lightning from the bracelet zapped him, keeping Skull locked inside. As he looked up, Selena was upon him, her fangs bared as Samson raised his left arm to block. With no hesitation she clamped down onto it, violently trying to tear it off. Agony filled Samson’s head as he quickly grabbed her snout and pulled it up before tossing her to the side. He cradled his bleeding arm as the wolf in front of him snarled.
“She forgot to tell you that I’d be trying to kill you as well.” Penny growled.
“You can talk?!” Samson looked puzzled.
Can you talk?! Samson asked Skull.
Depends on the bond, you and me… not possible, Skull shut him down.
Penny, I want to see everything he has, Selena informed her wolf.
Penny nodded as she lunged forwards, faster this time. Samson watched, getting under her as she leapt and grabbing her neck with his injured arm and her hind with his other.
“Here! We! Go!” He shouted as he threw Penny with full force at the netted wall.
With a deafening crash, she tore through it and flew through the wall into the hallway. Slowly, the dust began to settle as Selena now rubbed her back in place of Penny. “Ayayayay.” She said as she looked towards the ring.
Penny, are you ok? She asked.
Yes… Penny mumbled.
“Since we were fighting in a boxing ring, once someone steps out of it, that person is considered disqualified,” Samson said smugly as he walked to the edge of the ring, his arm still dripping blood rapidly, “That means I just beat you, so you now owe me something valuable.”
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The little boy watched as his older brother made his way down the stairs, his anger could be felt even from the kitchen. “Micheal!” The little boy said as he waved towards him, “What happened?”
Micheal glared at the child, “You sent him didn’t you, you rat!” Micheal quickly started running towards the little boy.
“Don’t you dare hurt Anthony!” A woman made her way out from the smaller kitchen to the larger one.
Her wavy black hair fell to her mid back and bobbed up and down as she angrily stepped in front of Micheal. Her hazel eyes matched his, as they danced with danger. She was wearing a white t-shirt and black leggings as she stared at her son's eyes.
“That anger is for Selena, not my little boy!” She shouted at him.
Micheal glared at Anthony, “One of these days Mom won’t be here to save your ass.” He pointed at him before turning around and leaving the mansion.
Anthony let out a sigh of relief as he spun around and tried to leave.
“And where do you think you’re going?!“ His mother shouted angrily at him, freezing him in his tracks.
As Anthony began to conjure up an answer his mother walked to him and crouched down, grabbing his shoulders. “Why do you always make Micheal mad?” Her voice was full of worry.
“Because he always hurts Selena!” Anthony explained.
“That woman is not your sister, let him do what he wants with her!” His mother quickly retorted back.
“SHE IS!!” Anthony shouted as he broke free and ran away.
“You still have that errand to run tomorrow!!” His mother shouted after him.
“I’M NOT DOING IT!!!” He roared as he entered his room and slammed the door shut, sending a louder than normal thud throughout the house.
After a few minutes Selena was ready. She had put on a blue, long sleeve top, patterned with ridges and two buttons to expose more or less of her chest over a pair of light blue jeans. She looked at herself in the mirror, unsure of what the day was to hold for her. It’ll be alright dear, you’re not alone this time. Penny’s voice echoed in her head. A small smile crept onto Selena’s face at the thought of her words, relaxing her a little. I know, She replied before grabbing a small black satchel, pulling it over her head and leaving her room. Making sure to take her time, Selena slowly drifted down the stairs, hoping that Samson would be there, waiting for her. Once she reached the bottom floor, her heart sank as she saw no one but her mother in the large kitchen, reading from a magazine. Her heart started beating nervously, and her hands begged for something to fidget with. She took a shallow breath to calm herself and with her shaky legs, Selena slowly started moving towards her,
A slow tear-like headache woke Selena up. With a tight squint she let her eyes drift open, noticing she was still near the floor yet resting on something comfortable. Her eyes drifted down to notice a pair of legs below her head. A bloodchilling thought ran through her head, forcing her heart to roar to life, pounding rapidly and heavily as she turned her head slightly. The butterflies in her stomach had now multiplied and swarmed, hitting every possible wall and side. “Looks like you’re awake.” Samson’s voice came from above her head. With a jerk she sat up, bumping Samson’s head in the process. “GHA!” He reacted late, leaning backwards before rubbing his forehead as Selena sat up, facing away from him. “What was that for?!?!” He shouted, still rubbing his forehead. Selena refused to look at him. Her face felt like it was on fire, turning a shade of red she didn’t know it could as an awkward smile appeared on her face. “h-how long… was I sleeping for?” Her voice trailed into a wh
Selena smiled, overjoyed at the thought of becoming stronger. “But before that, what kind of ointment was in the med kit?” Samson asked, touching his ribs. “Ah that, it was something my father found, I don’t really know the name of it but I know it helps people heal quickly.” Selena responded cheerfully. Samson nodded, lowering his head. Selena watched as a serious expression grew on his face. A chill ran through her as she realized what he was doing. He’s not playing around like last time. She thought to herself. “The best way to learn is through experience, so I’m going to come at you for real.” He said, getting lower to the ground before sprinting towards her. With a small exhale, Selena assumed a boxing stance, keeping her hands open instead of in a tight fist. She watched him get closer, noticing he wasn’t doing anything out of the blue. Suddenly he pulled his right fist back. Adjusting to it, Selena shifted her weight to her left leg, bringing her arms out away from her b
When Samson got up it was late morning, but despite that he couldn’t hear any noise coming from upstairs. Slowly he moved out of his bed, the aching in his chest now spread over to his back and legs as he stood. He took a deep breath, attempting to confirm his injury only to find no pain being present. He rubbed the bandages to make sure he wasn’t dreaming before noticing a slight heaviness around his eyes. He moved his hands up and touched it, discovering remnants of tears that had been smudged away. “Unnecessary memories…” He whispered before making his way upstairs to an empty living room. There was no sign of neither of Selena’s parents nor her brothers. Keeping his eyes floating around the room, Samson drifted around the area, spotting a phone on the kitchen countertop. “Hello?” He said loudly, letting the word echo a little. After noting the absence of footsteps, movement and any other noise, Samson picked up the phone and dialed the only number he knew. “Samson!” Rumbled L
Kill me instead, let them go!!!! The phrase echoed in Samson’s head again. With a small groan he closed his eyes, regretting the fact that he had let go of the wolf in his head. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, hoping to fall asleep immediately. Hey! Make sure you stay together! Samson shouted as he rounded up the kids from that night near the edge of the, now destroyed, pack's territory, making sure there was a clear path behind them. Oh good, you’ve rounded them up, this’ll make it easier. Lola slowly appeared from the shadows behind him. Lola wait! Samson shouted. HEY! Israfel suddenly shouted, leaping out from behind the tree. You didn’t get rid of all of them?! Lola hissed at him. Samson walked up to Lola, his canines slowly growing. Are you questioning my work? He growled in her face. Watch your tone streetrat! Lola spat, Get him. I’ll make you a deal, Israphel started, my life for theirs, kill me instead, let them go! He shouted. He’s got an attitude, take hi
“Is here fine?” Haley asked as she pulled up in front of Selena’s mansion. “Mm… Yea.” Selena said groggily as she stepped out of the car. Samson closed his eyes and rested his head against the seat, preparing for the waves of pain about to hit. With a sharp breath, he opened the door and grabbed the side of the car. A burning throb shot through his chest, freezing his lungs as he attempted to pull himself out of the car. “GH!” He grunted as he slowly rose to his feet, still holding his side as the throb morphed into a powerful ache. With a quick step, Selena moved to his side, putting his arm over her shoulder, she slowly rose up, matching his pace. Once Samson was able to stand up, she looked at him with a slight V forming in her eyebrows and an upset look in her eyes. “You know you can ask for help.” She said with a slight pout. Having rested a bit in the car, his head was a bit clearer. He resumed the facade. “I’m not so weak that I need assistance yet.” He growled, stepping a