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PRESCOTT's POV:

I woke up gasping - drenched and looked around to see Flynn standing over me with a smile as cold as the bucket he just poured on me.

"What the hell, Flynn? I really thought I missed reporting and Colonel was the one with bucket. You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

"Oh, you will wish he woke you up. Now, get dressed and meet me in the kitchen."

"Why?" Without an answer, he walked away leaving me confused as hell.

I hurriedly got dressed and looked at the clock cursing Flynn with ferocity. That ass woke me up in an hour only. I'm going to kill him. For once, Colonel let me sleep and this man decides to kick me out of bed.

Entering the mess, which smelled like a food heaven, I see him sitting at a table full with food smiling devilish. Is this his way of sorry?

"You--"

"I would watch my words if I were you. You have brought my secrets in limelight and if Colonel were to -"
I gulp.
Shit! So this is all about yesterday! And here I thought I got away with it.

"Flynn, please, you know he will -"
I beg before he completes his threat.

"And you dared to cut me twice."
Fuck! I didn't realise that!

I just raise my hands in surrender and stay silent. Better to take his anger than both's. If Colonel finds out, I'll not live to tell the tale.

"Good. Now finish this."

The table had pizza, pasta, normal egg shake among other breakfast plates. My mouth and eyes water at the sight of some of my favorite things which Colonel would never let me smell, let alone eat.

"Flynn, you know I can't have this. He will take one look at me and I'm-"

"Don't care. You will finish this up now before I tell Colonel what happened yesterday."

I know I have already dug quite a big grave with him, but I take my chance to plead to his soft heart

"Flynn, please. If I'm overweight, that too without reason, he will not let me live."

He has seen firsthand what Colonel does if I gain even a gram of extra weight. Please Flynn! I need to get back to Chief too. If Colonel informs him of the extra weight, I'm screwed there too and above all, the mission will get postponed.

Flynn, however, only gets angry "Major Wills now knows that I can fight and wishes to spar with me. He says he will request Colonel for me tomorrow, after he saw my elbow strike, your behaviour and heard your words."

That overfed panda! I save his ass and this is what he does!

"Oh shit!"
God save my soul now.

"That dog will do no such thing and will leave you alone. I'll make sure of it." I say to Flynn knowing that I can easily bend that fucker. If I ever get my hands on him, he will be needing a visit to the Forces Hospital and not the medcare.

"You need not do anything, I'll take care of it. You'll just mind your own business." Start praying dog because if Flynn is going to take care of it, you will not like the outcome.

"But after you have remembered some basic lessons. Now, you are wasting precious time. I know you are quite adept at gulping food without chewing. We can always do that." SHIT! Never again Flynn! That part of the cadet days is not what I wish to ever re-live.

"No, no Flynn. I'll finish it nicely. I don't want to shove all this down my throat without chewing."

Flynn smiles at me and I wanna dock his face. He knows how disgusting and painful that shit is "Good. Give me a holler when you are done. And you better be done fast. We have a lot to cover."

Shit man!! Please don't let Chief or Colonel notice this, I pray while eating my favorite foods I haven't touched in ages. It feels like a sin even to look at them.

With my tongue enjoying the taste while each bite kills my heart and soul, I finish everything on that table. There is no way in hell Chief won't see the extra calories on me. I'll be dead the moment I step foot there. I'm so fucking screwed!

"Flynn, I'm done" I say while I know we have just started.

"Good. Get in the kitchen. I'm still left with some work but there is enough space for your fat soul to do Burpees."

I close my eyes and accept that I'm going to be dead soon.

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WILL's POV:

The constant beep of the alarm clock makes me groan! My entire body is so sore! I wish the extra morning run started tomorrow. Since Father didn't say anything, it means it adds on to my schedule stat. And since my runs are supposed to get over by 8, I'll have to finish these extra miles before I report. Damn you little girl! You wasted my only chance of getting some rest.

Slamming the clock, I wake up and get dressed. I need my energy drink and some coffee if I don't want the cadets to see exactly what happened yesterday night. Sunday or not, they can't see me walking like a chicken.

When I don't find Flynn in the mess, I walk into the kitchen and rub my eyes to make sure I'm not hallucinating things. The kitchen feels like a furnace and super boss is dripping with sweat on the floor. I thought father had allowed him to sleep in.

Flynn hands me a coffee mug but says nothing. After a few gulps, I choke on the liquid and realization hits me. Boss is suffering because of me. When he gets his hands on me, I'm not going to live.

I look down to see him smiling maliciously back at me. So he knows that I know. Fuck! The debt with him is increasing like hell. At this rate, I would need to do a year under him and he would have the right to kill me daily. Why did he have to be my Superboss?! Damn boss! Did you really have to get this man as your boss?

Gulping back my coffee and protein shake, I run out of there knowing that I have barely enough time to warmup and finish my run.

"Major Wills, be back here after your run." Oh the hell!

"Yes, Flynn." I say in equal parts excitement and dread. Superboss getting screwed because of me is one thing but watching him getting screwed is completely different. The second one earns way more than the first.

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PRESCOTT's POV:

Almost one and half hour of sweating in this kitchen and Flynn is nowhere close to letting me go. When dog entered, I cursed him and smile at all the things I'm going to be doing to him when I get my hands on him.

After he is gone, Flynn sits on the counter and the torture continues for another hour till dog is back sweaty. Oh the morning run! Colonel would have roasted his ass for my baby girl's performance. Proud of you, girl!

Flynn smiles with another burning arrow "How about a cup of tea?"

I take my chances. "I'm sorry. I was just joking. You are the best tea maker in the entire galaxy and universe. Flynn please."

"Do you put crack in it?"
Dog laughed loudly at the question.

"Are you out of your mind?"
I reply in a tone you'd hear when a sixteen year old boy is asked how many grandchildren he wants. Yeah. This question doesn't make sense either.

Dog laughed again.
He's having too much fun. Wait till I-

"I'm pretty much fine. You give the answer."

I wanted to laugh at that idea too. "I don't have the balls to do that, Flynn. You know it as much as I do. Colonel would send me home dead in pieces if I even think about it."

He laughs but says nothing and turns to my dog "Major Wills, would you like a taste of the famous tea?"

"Yes please, Flynn." You little shit! You are going to regret this the day I get my hands on you.

Flynn turns back to me.
"5 cups, make the last 3 with extra fat and sugar. You look a little thin and in need of.."

"Flynn, I get it. Never again. Please"
I beg knowing that any more stuffing and I'm gone. Extra sugar, the milk - oh God, I can see the hours I would have to sweat for even thinking about it.

"Alright then. 3 cups. You will speak while doing those push ups and I'll make them."

"Flynn, that is my trump card. Please." I'm begging too much for a man with such dignity.

This tea has saved my ass more times than I can count. If I tell Flynn the recipe today, Colonel will not think twice before disposing me off - he will have another source of his delight. I can't tell him, I can't!

And I'm definitely not letting my secret recipe out in front of my dog's dog. No way.

"Then maybe you can use this card when I.."

"No no. I'll speak."

What will happen if he misses out a few things? Colonel would anyway know it wasn't me who made it.

"Good and if Colonel senses that it was not made by you, Kyra will be facing hell."

"Wh- Kyra? How?" I ask confused. She cleared the schedule. Why will she get in trouble?

"Patience is a virtue, fatso."
I'm never getting anything out of him in this state. He is determined to kill me.

"First instructions and then information."

"How about the first deal? 2 usual and 3 with extra cream? I would rather sweat the calories and keep my trump card."
I asked him with puppy eyes.

"No. Now I'm greedy. Start talking."
Dammit Flynn!

"Since when have you become this stubborn? You were so helpful and reliable and all that. Since when you stopped listening to your boys? What happened to the good cop?"
I tried to wiggle my way out.

Something clicked in his brain. The smile on his face disappeared in an instant. He went serious.
"You are right. I'm... I went back to-. Damn you. You took me back to -"
He stopped himself twice right before he gave away his past.

"Back to what?"
I asked him softly.

"Nothing. Get up."
I stood up. Me and dog exchanged look of surprise. Waiting for a few moments for him to say something and getting no reply, I went to finish my end of the deal.

"No, don't. I'm sorry."
He said stopping me.

"What's wrong with you! I was just trying to save my ass! What got in your head?"
Now I was feeling guilty.

"Your next to zero control on your tongue! That's what got in my head!"
He replied annoyed.

"I'm sorry. I'll be careful about you, from next time."
I knew he was angry at my slip in front of dog, letting his little secret out.

"You knew just one thing about me - and now there's two of you. If there's a third, I'll ensure the count goes back to zero." he said getting into my face. I could see dog shudder behind Flynn.

"I won't let that happen. God stop scaring me now!"
I said moving back.

"But why the sudden softness?"
I asked curiously.

He looked at me with slit eyes.
"I went two decades back. Coming back to present whirled me up- that's why."

"What -" me and dog start asking, but were stopped mid way.
"Do not ask."

"Okay. Am I free to go now?"
"No."
He said with a devil smile on his face.

"I hate these smirks - I absolutely hate them! What are you planning?"
"You've got to earn your apology."

"Doesn't look like I have an option then. Tell me what I gotta do?"
"Spar with Wills."

I was taken aback. I looked at dog with equal shock in his eyes.
"Flynn, did you have really sniff some crack this morning? What are you talking today?"

"He wants me to practice with him. I want to know whether he really deserves that. And knowing James and his son, they'll not give up till their last breath."
"Did you just call Colonel by his name?"

It's a fucking overdose early in the morning.
"Did you hear something you were supposed not to?"
He asked both of us. Smart and smooth.

"Nothing, Flynn." Dog said still hesitant.
"Nope. Nothing. You were saying...?"
I tried to act normal. He's in scary mode now.

"Spar with Wills. Win over him. That's the deal. Remember, if you lose, I'll have to practice with him. And if that happens, you know what Colonel is going to do with you when he comes to know that you are responsible for everything."

"He won't win."
I said more to myself, while glaring at Wills with the look I reserve for Roshesh during his worst days.

This was the most threatening thing I've heard. Fighting with Wills to make up for Flynn's slip up, and winning over him to save my own ass from Colonel. I'll be damned!

Dog gulped down hard. He looked at me and Flynn in turns.
"Flynn, you know what I went through all day and night yesterday. Don't you see my state? Don't you want me to continue for a few more months without another broken bone?"
Sweet, Wills. Try better.

"Beggars can't be choosers. You got one chance. Prove your worth or shut your mouth. Deal?"

"But Flynn, I-"
He is Flynn! Your buts won't work here.
"DEAL?!"

"Alright, Deal!" Dog says knowing he can't wiggle out of this. He must be really desperate for a sparring partner.

"Fine. Now let's even the ground a little bit. Fatso, get an orderly to serve those teas to Colonel, clean your disgusting sweat off my kitchen floor and meet me in your room in 10 minutes. You will be there too Wills. You have to report to Colonel at noon with Kyra. So, hasten up, fatso" What! Here I thought I just had to win this.

I get my ass working double time and meet him in my room with dog following me quietly. Thank God, Roshesh is still in medcare and not in the room.

Flynn was already sitting on the bed like royalty. He pointed Wills to the chair at the corner and I stood right in the middle of the room knowing my disgusting sweat is about to soil this room.

"You remember yesterday's schedule. I want his counts" He said pointing at Dog, "of first part of the Schedule done in two and half hours." He must have had some serious crack. Dog already did pretty good numbers. Doing that much in half time is impossible!

"The heck, Flynn! You know the timings of each of those were already good to begin with. Nobody can do it in half time"

"I'm sure that wouldn't have been your answer if one of your trainers was sitting here instead of me, specially Colonel. Am I right?"
Flynn said in a tone knowing my answer already.

I have no option but to nod a yes. No one can say all that to his trainer and live another day. The answer is always 'yes sir'.

"And if you want to doubt yourself, we can call Colonel. He can always prove that you can do it." He said with a challenge. Like I would want his supervision in this. I would be lucky if the Schedule is all I do after he hears the explanation. I mentally count the time and Flynn is sure cutting close to noon. I need somebody else to ensure Kyra is ready for whatever is coming next. Right now, Flynn won't tell me anyways.

"Fine. I'll try but I make no promises of getting it done. Dog, appoint someone to ensure Kyra is up and ready by noon."

I was supposed to do that task, but here I am because of this moron. He better do my jobs now.

"I'll tell Ren to wake her up, Boss."
He said sliding to the corner of the room and taking his phone out. He definitely did not have the guts to look into my eyes right then.

Dog, you will be doing this Schedule again, when I get my hands on you in half time. And I shall sit in a chair to enjoy the view.

"She's looking after Roshesh and Dr. Bones. She'll send Jane. I'll ensure Kyra wakes up and has a proper meal by noon, SuperBoss."
I nod mildly getting calm.

"Clock is ticking. Save your breath and start working."

With continuous reminders of time from Flynn and Wills sitting stiff as a doll, I manage to get 65% of it done in the damn 2.5 hours. The time saved was mostly regarding Instructor Kelly calling out the reps and the reply by all those involved. Out of breath, thirsty and sick from all I have eaten, I lay on my back, panting for breath while Flynn tuts at the pathetic performance. His taunts burn you just as much as actual fire.

"Now, Major Wills, you are at an almost-equal footing. He has barely slept, is stuffed like a chicken and considering the total workout, he is at 75% of your yesterday's state. You, on the other hand, are rested and have slept after the workout. See you at the gym. Thirty minutes. Out you go Wills."

Dog leaves the room knowing his 'but' has taken away all his excuses.

"What if Sir comes to know about this?" I ask barely breathing those words out. I do not wish to face his wrath after all this
"I'll see to it. You be there on time."

"Roger, sir! Thanks for giving me a chance to break his jaw. I was looking for one." I say winking, despite my shaking limbs.

He glares at me for the 'sir' but says seriously, "Do anything. Don't let him win."

"You really don't want to train him even a bit, right?"
Flynn said a no silently.
Stubborn indeed. All the best, Wills.

But he's a kind man if you look at it my way. Three hours ago, I had so many free calories in my body, I would have just blasted. But this sweet heck of a sadist made me sweat nice and hot, I'm sure I burnt significant amount of those calories. Atleast I won't gain 5kg in a day, like I had expected.

Hopefully Chief won't notice the extra thin layer of fat that Flynn had packed with love in breakfast.

All this - because dog wants to fight Flynn. I'll fight with him today and won't leave any doubt. I can't risk this chapter opening up again.

Worst thing I can face is Colonel calling me back when he comes to know what goof up I did, just because one of his sons couldn't keep his mouth shut and accept a rejected request and failed deal. I need to put an end before it involves him.

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KYRA'S POV:

Ah, my back!
It bloody hurts. Just like it used to hurt when Officer Siddharth was after my life back in Academy.
That was a hell month, but yesterday was a hell night.

Oh man, it's not just my back. My entire body is sore. How am I going to go back and prepare for the mission if I can't walk straight?

I try to prop up on my elbows and I swear my heart stops beating when I hear three cracks coming from god knows which joints of my upper body.

How the hell did I do what all I did last night? I never thought I was ready to undergo such a schedule.

"He'll push you beyond your limits."
Beyond? I'm three miles away from that freaking line they call 'limits'.

Talking about miles, did Major Wills actually earned a daily 8-mile run because of me? Oh boy he'll curse me bad if he was supposed to start it from today.
If my state is this bad, that I'm thinking twice before tossing in bed, I can't even imagine what would his state be after running an 8-mile course.

Nothing less than 'that bitch!' would drive him.

And how is my stupid Ro. God, I had no clue he was drunk all the time!

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(Remembering last night)

"Stop."
Ah man I want to kiss his feet right now. But for Lord's sake, please don't sing another string of workouts. I'm done, just done!

"This brings us to the end of this schedule."
Really?
My wish got granted?
Because if I'm hallucinating, then it's high time I'm taken to med bay. I need break.

I turn a little to look at my reference cum competitor cum senior cum comrade.
He released a deep sigh and a painful grunt. That's when I'm assured what I heard was right. We're done.

I was laying on the ground, motionless. I could feel three pairs of eyes on me, and one of them shooting red lasers. I was expecting him to repeat 'Cadet, up! Now!' for the Nth time today. But he didn't.

I saw Major Wills getting up with support from his own knees. That man has some serious reserves. I can't even breathe and there he was standing on his two feet, looking like he just ran a quarter mile for warmup.

While the three wise men went through the papers in Kelly-man's hands, I waited on ground flat to get my life back. After ensuring that I'm not going to die soon, I got up too.

"Kadner. You and the Cadet can break off. Report at 1200 hours today."
Today?
What time is it?
Oh damn it's definitely past midnight.

And really? Break off?
Just like that?

I open my mouth to ask him 'Dude, did I pass or made a fool of myself?'.
But Dad's glare and tight lips warned me to behave.

I stayed shut knowing that it's him I'll have to face everyday, and not Colonel. And pissing him off will not help in me digesting my breakfast peacefully everyday. So I decided to keep mum.

Dad walked ahead and I followed him.
We reached mess surprised that someone would even be there at this dark hour.

"Flynn?"
Dad called out and immediately the called angel appeared with a bottle in his hand.
"Hey lady, you're still standing?"
He laughed a little and it was so sweet, I didn't get offended.

"One more list from the Kelly guy and you would have visited me at Med Bay."
I answered.
He laughed loudly this time, handing me the bottle.

"ORS." he said and the bottle was touching my lips before his last letter was over. I was in dire need of electrolytes and he was short of two white wings and a crown.

I gulped the whole thing down and realised that Dad was looking at me with a small smile on his face.

"How's he doing?" He asked Flynn
"You have crazy kids, too. You know that?"

Too? Who else has crazy kids?
And why are we crazy?

"I know." Dad chuckled.
"I don't think me or Ro are crazy at all."

"Don't worry milady, crazy means great here."
Flynn said and Dad laughed loudly, clearly giving away the sweet poison that was just laid out in front of me.

Before I could say anything else, I was given another bottle and I gulped that down within five seconds too.

"Thanks a lot."
Flynn just nodded and turned back to Dad.

"He said no to i.v. fluid. Says he's grown up enough to drink water on his own."
"Yeah grown up enough to drink water on his own. But has no control over what he's not supposed to drink. God Flynn, Sir said he made him drink-"

"I know. That may be true. You know him. Poor boy faced the worst if that's true."
"What happened to him? Dad please tell me where's Ro and how's he?"
I pleaded him.

"He drank a few litres of alcohol before joining you guys for the schedule."
Flynn answered when Dad didn't and I stopped breathing.

"He was drunk?!"
"Yes"

"But why! And if he was, then why did he join us? Why did you let him, Dad?"
I asked him annoyed. Its probably going to earn me a few extra counts for a few extra days, but I deserve an answer.

"Because the fool wanted to prove himself right. Over and above me."
Dad said slightly irritated.
But his face was still complacent.
In other times, this would be enough to tick off the bomb in him, but he's calm as sea right now.

"Choose better words, Kadner. He made you proud too."
Dad chuckled.
"Yea, he did."

I was confused to begin with.
He was drunk, he went against Dad and made him proud. How does that even match?

"You'll know later. Go take rest now. You need it."
Flynn said and I realised he's right.
I really need a bed right now.

"Yes. Thanks again."
He smiled back politely.
I wonder if there are more men like him here. Every other guy I see here is an asshole.

We came back to the guest rooms, dad dropped me off outside mine and I walked in like a zombie.
'Be ready by 11. Set an alarm. Good night.' he called from outside.
'Okay, good night Dad.'

Holy thanks for the warm water in this cold, the shower felt heavenly.

I don't remember how I reached back to the bed.

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My continously ringing alarm brings me back to present.
I tap it off and get up groaning.

Just then I heard a knock on my door.

I looked at it and saw that it wasn't latched.
I guessed it was Dad but then he won't just knock. He'll wake me up with his voice, give me 5 seconds and then barge in.

"Who's it?"
"Hi! It's me, Jane. You awake?"

"Oh. Ya. Get in."
She came in with a glow on her face.
Love really does something to you.

"Hi, Jane. I'm sorry I'm so sore I couldn't-"
"That's okay. I was feeling bad that I might have woken you up. But it seems you got up yourself."

"If only I had an option to sleep more. I really wish to."
"I know dear. It must have been really difficult last night. Martins is still in Med care. I wonder how are you keeping up without those injections."
She said smiling.

"I don't know really. I think I'll need some medications. Everything hurts. But I'm glad it's over. I just want to go back and have some rest, if Dad lets me."

Her smile turns down and she presses her lips.
"In that case, I have two bad news.."

"Two! Girl I'm not in a state to hear even one."
She chuckles "I know. But you need to listen to me. Mr. Kadner is busy somewhere otherwise he would have come and informed you himself. He asked Renee to come talk to you, but she's taking care of Martins and Roshesh at the Med care, so I've come to meet you and ensure that you've woken up on time."

"Okay. I'm listening."
This doesn't sound nice.

"Um. First, you are not allowed any medication. You can have ORS. Pretty much that's it."
"I'm sure that's Dad's orders. Chief has got inside his head, turning him into the sadist he is."

"No, that's Colonel's order."
"Why would he pass such an order for me? We're done."

"That gets us to the second news. You're not done. In fact, your evaluation will be done today-" she says looking at her watch while I looked at the wall clock too "-precisely One hour forty minutes from now."

"That's 12 noon. Oh shit!"
Colonel told us to report at noon today. Damn it I thought we're done. What else am I supposed to do to win his approval? I'm sore and if he asks me to do a single pushup now, I'll break.

What has he planned?!
"Whatever he had planned, he'll make you go through some rough time. He usually gives opinion for boys training under him for three years. You my girl, have only been here for 12 hours. He has to test you thoroughly to call you fit. You have to give that much to the old man."

"Old? No way. If I didn't know that he had two sons, I'd have guessed him 15 years younger than his original age. He looks so fit! And damn his testing, I gave my everything yesterday!"

"But do you have another option? I don't think Mr Kadner is going to step out without taking his approval."
She said the truth and I felt anger simmer inside me.

What's the problem with this man? He needs too many approvals.
"You are angry. Good."
"What do you mean, good?"

"He'll most probably make someone spar with you. Either Major Wills or Kelly. Just use your anger to drive yourself."

"What? Those giants?!"
Suddenly my anger is replaced by fear. If anyone of them is going to spar with me, then I better sign out before he breaks my nose.
I could have dared to face him any other day, but today, my body feels like a ton already.

"Oh god, no!"
I fell back on bed.
"Why Dad, why? Why can't you find easy people in life? First Officer Siddharth, then Chief and now him. What's wrong with you?!"

"I think your sequence is wrong. It's the other way round."
She said giggling.
"Oh. Whatever. I'm so dead. And no painkillers? Not even a Brufen?"

"I'm sorry. I got you ORS, though."
Ah something is better than nothing.
I lifted myself up and gulped the Holy water. Feeling better, I move my ass to get ready and have some breakfast.

I hate to say this, but I'll need a warmup today. I can't block a punch to my face with this stiffness. And now this fight seems to be the most important thing in the world. All these months I bled and sweat not to lose today. I have to win this anyhow.

I wonder where Dad is busy if Ren is taking care of Roshesh?

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Kadner's POV:

In thirty minutes, we were in the gym with Flynn watching us and dog warmed up ready to be served on his ass. I smirked at him like he is my prey. It won't intimidate him, especially after you have sparred with Colonel enough number of times but it will definitely get his hopes up.

"The first to tap out loses. Clear and ready?" Both me and dog acknowledge Flynn and he gives us a go-ahead.

When his hands are ready with one shielding his face and the other ready to punch out, without circling around or wasting a second, I fake a punch at his nose with a fast fist. It would land exactly a hair away from his nose. With a 'damn', he raises his hand to shield his face. Good job!

Before that hand comes back to its original position, I grab at his wrist to twist it and turn him around. But damn him for his fast reflex!

He throws a punch to my ribs and I block just in time with my other hand. Knowing the surprise is gone, I release my grip on his wrist and instead hold his waist, go behind his back and puts him in a choke making sure not to be near enough for crushing my toes or a head to my face. I need him to bend ahead making his balance loose.

As expected, he clutches my hand choking him and bend ahead hoping to throw me off his back. Expecting it, I release my grip and turn him around facing me again.

While he is busy rubbing the burn of the choke with one hand, I fake a punch to his gut. When he brings his shield hand down to defend his gut, he leaves himself wide open and his rubbing hand easily available for me to grasp. One hand on the hand and the other at this collar, I pull him towards me hard, turn around and pull him down using my back and hands - throwing him on the mat on his back in a perfect arch.

Without a delay and not losing my grip on his hand, I ensure that the little sneak cannot roll away from the throw. I sit right below his armpit, loop my hand around the back of neck and press my shoulder on his windpipe hard in half a second after his back touches the mat. The throw would give him no time to escape the grip.

Knowing that he is going to try and throw a punch with his other hand or form a bridge to release his neck, I bend my head closer to his face keeping my shoulder as a shield between my head and his punch. He may be able to bruise my ribs but he won't be able to get out of the grip unless he taps out.

The damn dog tries a bridge too but I'm secured tight and I had already made sure to use my entire weight on his windpipe while holding his other hand secured tight and twisted. He has two more seconds before he passes out and the asshole tries his best to throw in as many punches as he can to my ribs. Damn it!

About to pass out, he taps out and I immediately release him breathless and hurting as hell. He has definitely got good speed and power in those punches.

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WILL'S POV:

I cannot believe how easily I lost to this fatso!

The fight barely lasted 10 seconds and he had almost pinned me twice before he finally had me completely locked. Damn it! I have never lost a fight so bad. Still gulping breaths from the barely lasted debacle, I curse myself. How did he get so good at it?

"Good job, Kadner. Wills, you know what you got. Do not approach me for this ever again. I gave you a chance, and you lost. Don't make me rub it on your face in future."

Super Boss nodded in pride while I did the same in shame.
Damn me!

Flynn walks away smirking while we both lay there breathless.

Standing up, Super boss raises his shirt and whistles examining his side before turning to me and holding out his hand. I take it and stand up still breathing hard from the crushed pipe, "You have one heck of an arm there, dog. You bruised my ribs. Next time we meet, you might want to keep Dr. Bones number on speed dial."

Shit! I hope that meet never happens because the list keeps getting longer and longer. I go over each move he made in my head again and still cannot think of where I went wrong. Am I slow? Or is there a pattern I was to break?

"I can hear your brain turning, dog." He smirks, I know asshole. You won. No need to gloat anymore.

"That is your mistake. Your thinking about moves and countermoves. You were always reacting to my actions. You have seen Colonel fight and so you know what comes when. You've also fought with him and other trainers innumerable times, but they always go for attack. In here, you didn't know which were fake and which were real, what came next or where exactly I planned to have you." Fuck! He is right. I know father's thinking and so even when he changed moves, his basic thinking rarely changed. And my trainers never started any sparring with a bloody fake move!

"You have fast reflexes, good speed and I hope, a bit of brain. Just go with the flow when you need to and then change when you feel like you are going with the opponent's flow and not yours. Make them play at your beat and not theirs. My first punch was a fake. It would not have reached you but you felt the need to defend giving me the opening to throw you off balance. That choke made you panic a little and gave me that one second window to take your reaction away. You could have easily defended that throw on your back if I had started with that." I listen knowing he won't ever tell me this again.

Genius! I understood his sequence now. "The first choke was a fake too. You slipped too easily." I tell him.

Super boss knocks on my head with a smile "Well, you do have a bit of a brain then"

"So, all the punches, chokes and hand twists were to ensure that I would be trapped underneath you there. You never intended to lay a hand on me except that last choke. The rest were all fake designed to keep me busy enough or in counter movement so I was helping you with that throw."
I continue finally understanding how he had me down so fast. It was a 2 against 0 match. I'm definitely stupid!

"Where?" I dare to ask where he learnt this from, because definitely no one trained him this way, here. I hope this won't be added to the list of my payments.

"Not at KMA. This was somewhere else, they will teach you moves and then get your body in the best shape to do them. Then, they will let you loose to try them on different people. The more people you fight with, the more combinations you see and do. There was only 1 rule - any fight more than 15 seconds is a lost fight."

"Why?" I ask taking advantage of his flowing mouth.

"If your opponent is not down for the count by then, you would have attracted some attention and ghosts cannot be seen." He leaves the gym with it laughing at my perplexed face. Ghosts! Where the heck did he learn this?

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Give me a break!
What all happened up there?

Kyra is not done and Kadner just kicked Wills out!

Wow! That's some action.

But the question still remains - Where the hell is Roshesh?! How many of you bet that he'll wake up by noon?

Also, who should Kyra spar with - Wills or Kelly? I'd go for Kelly.
Wills would not leave a chance to take revenge for his run. Right?

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