Forbidden (Fallen 2)

r /> “You won’t be weak and defenseless for long. At least you won’t be when I’m done with you,” he said cockily.

“Oh, joy. It’s been my wish all along to be covered in head to toe bruises to the point where I’m as purple as Barney,” I said throwing my hands in the air in dismay.

“Whose Barney?” he asked squinting down at me to avoid the glare of the sun.

“Never mind,” I mumbled.

“Alright, you want to stand like this,” he said demonstrating and I copied.

He showed me a couple of different stances before I interrupted.

“Isaac, if I’m going to be potentially fighting for my life against a vampire do you really think said vampire is going to wait for me to get into proper fighting position?” I asked.

He laughed clutching his stomach. “No, I guess not, but you have to start somewhere. Once you get the basics of proper fighting then we can run some fake scenarios. Maybe we can even get a vamp to help,” he said in excitement. He was getting way to in to this.

“That’s okay,” I mumbled. “I don’t really have a death wish.”

Isaac taught me how to throw a punch against a regular human and then how to throw one when fighting against a vampire. He showed me some kicks to use against a vampire and where my foot should land. Isaac said if you can land a punch or a kick against a vampire it’s best to hit in one of their weaker points otherwise you end up hurting yourself more than the vamp. They have three weak points, the neck, the heart cavity, and their sides.

After Isaac was sure that I had my punching and kicking skill down he became the vampire.

“You’re doing good, Ky, now I’m gonna test you,” he said taking a stance a distance away from me.

“Test me?” I gulped.

“Don’t worry you’ll be fine,” he said smiling.

Then he lunged at me.

My first instinct was to duck and curl into a ball and hope to roll away but I knew that wasn’t what he wanted. I brought my fists up and resisted the desperate urge to close my eyes and flinch from the oncoming impact.

Unfortunately, I ended up closing my eyes and throwing a blind punch. I felt my hand collide with something soft and opened my eyes. Isaac had his hand to his cheek.

“Oh, no, did I hurt you,” I asked trying to look at the side of his face that he clutched.

Suddenly, I was lying on the ground with Isaac’s boots pressing firmly into my stomach.

“What the hell was that for,” I asked looking up into his face but the sun blinded me.

“Never ask an opponent if they’re hurt. It gives them an opening to take you down,” he said taking his foot off my stomach and reaching down to help me up.

“I can see that,” I huffed.

I looked desperately around the field to make sure no one was there to see my miserable attempt at fighting and luckily no one was.

“Are we done?” I asked. Surely we were, we had been at this for nearly three hours.

He shrugged, “For today.”

“What?” I exclaimed.

“You didn’t think you were only going to have one day of training did you?”

“Well, kind of,” I mumbled to my toes.

“Nope, Ky, we’re back at this tomorrow. Maybe you can practice with your vamp tonight? A little roll around in the tent, maybe?” He asked grinning.

“Isaaaaac!” I exclaimed, drawing out his name and smacking him on the shoulder.