The Reborn

Leaf groaned for the hundred time since we were here. “Remaind me why we agreed with this in the first place?”

“For the last time, Earthquake! We didn’t! Blast made us.” I snapped at him because I’m tired of hearing him complaining non stop.

Don’t get me wrong, I love Leaf, but sometimes he can be very annoying.

“I don’t remember to have Babysitter in my file. And why the fuck he put you and me with this 2! He knows how we feel about them!” he kept complaining and my nerves were almost at their limit.

“I DON’T FUCKING KNOW, OKAY? STOP COMPLAINING. Neither do I like this situation, but I’m not complaining 24/7 about it!”

He jumped in surprise from my little outburst, like the rest of the class did. We are currently in a stupid classroom babysitting Black and Hazel. They have to go to at last 1 week at this school, to see how the things are going here. They already finish their semester at the academy, but Blast forced them to attend 1 week here too. Here the classes are more diverse and we have more training hours.

Blast thought that would be a good idea to pair them up and send some of us to babysit them because ‘They are still in trials’. But we all know that they can’t leave this place from now on.

I glared at the whole class and they turned back to their work quickly.

“Do you have a problem, Miss Moonlight?” the professor asked with an eyebrow raised.

I gave smile appeared on my face. “Yes, I have and I’m sure that this kids have a problem too. You suck. You don’t know how to prepare or teach a lesson and you don’t know how to catch their attention. They are bored as fuck and some of them are sleeping for fucks sake! Even I can teach them better than you can.”

The professor was staring at me in shock while Leaf yelled “You know that I can treat you better, better than he can!!!”

I rubbed my face trying to calm down. Calm down, Shadow. Lunch is next and this means food. You like food. Food is bae, food is life.

“If you are so good at teaching Miss Moonlight, then please come here and teach them something useful.”

I glared at him so hard that he squirmed at his desk. “Fine. Fun fact: smell a potion before you drink it. Those ones that have a sweet smell are poisoned or dark potions. Those ones that have a weird smell are good. The most dangerous ones are those that you can’t figure out like what they smell like. Also, the most ones that have a dark color are good while those with a bright and nice color are bad. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to teach them some truly useful.” I finished my speech with a fake smile and seat down.

Everyone was staring at me in surprise and shock. I rolled my eyes and start playing with my ring.

Just because I’m a bitch and I can beat the shit out of almost everyone, this doesn’t mean that I’m not smart. Shocking, but I paid attention in my classes and passed them with maximum scores.

“Sexy and smart, like I remember her.” no other then Hazel said with a small smile making everyone to snap out of their trance.

For some reason, my lips twitched and he must have noticed since his face broke in his usual grin. My eyes slipped to the person sitting next to him. Black was smiling proudly at me, like he was proud of me and my smart ass.

I rolled my eyes at him and a small smile appeared on my face.

Stupid boy.

After another agonizing 10 minutes of boring lecture the bell rang and I happily skipped to the cafeteria with the boys hot on my tail. The rest of our forced and new group, was already there and they bought food for us too.

Aww. How sweet.

The atmosphere at our table was at last awkward since we were glaring at each other, some of us more discrete than others.

“Okay, this thing has to stop here. I know that we aren’t the biggest fans of each others, but we need to get used to each other because they won’t leave too soon and I hate this whole awkward thing. Stop glaring and try to make small talk. I’m not asking you to be best buddies, just try to not kill each other.” Windy, the most rational and normal one from us all, said and it sucks that she’s right. By the way that all the glares dissappear, means that they knew that she’s right too.

I mean, come on. We aren’t in kindergarten and all of us are over 18, so we are adults. It’s time to start acting like that.

During the rest of the lunch everyone was talking with someone and even some of us were making small talk with the others. I was relieved that the lunch is over and now we have practice. But the sad thing is that Team Alpha has to come with us and watch how a real practice looks like.

We went to our usual practice spot in our gear clothes with Team Alpha behind us.

“Team Apocalypse, you will play a little match of Dodge as I explain them the rules.” Iron said and we all went to our places.

He never practice with us because he isn’t good at throwing or running. He can throw things, but he isn’t fast enough. Sure, in battles he is as good as us all, but in dodge he just sucks.

“Ready. Set. GO!!” he yelled and Python dashed through the obstacles.

I was standing on my start position and waited patiently to hear him stopping next to me. I’m not allowed to look at him. I have to pay attention and listen when he will stop right next to me.

When I heard his steps behind me I bolted at full speed across the empty field, avoiding rocks, flames and whips of wind. I almost got burned when Knot shoot fire in front of me and the grass was on fire, but I jumped and tumbled through the air. Once I stopped next to Aiden, he was already in the air and I was teleported to the last stage. I was already calmed down when Aiden appeared next to me. At the last round I forced myself more then I do at the first round because maybe I’ll have to catch up with someone in the following championship. I slowed down only after I passed the finish like. The biggest mistake a runner could ever make is slowing down when coming closer to the finish line.

As I finished the match, the new idiots were staring at us all with widen eyes and dropped jaws.

“And this is dodge and how it’s played!!” Iron yelled happily. “Do you want to try a match?”

They shook their heads furiously and we smirked. That was the best decision they ever made. I would have fried them.

Iron frowned. “Fine, but you’ll have to try at some point. Anyway, now let’s start the second part of our practice.”

I smirked and eyed them. This will be fun.

“Choose a partner and let’s do some matches. I choose you big mouth.” Iron said and pointed at Ash.

“I choose the girl.” Windy said with a wicked smile and Sparky smirked, but I’m not sure if she should be smirking.

“Brother, let’s have a friendly match.” Leaf eyed Hazel with I’ll kill you look.

Aiden nodded to Flame and poor Sky was challenged by Python.

So I can choose between River, Lincoln, Sirius and Black. I already know who’s ass I’ll kick.

“Well, well. Looks like the history is repeating itself, Black” I said remembering when I fought with Black in my first day at the academy.

He glared at me and I smirked. We covered the whole field with our pairs and we started circling each other.

“How bad you’ll kick my ass?”

I smirked circling him and with each circle made, I took a step ahead while he took one back. “I’ve waited for this moment for 2 years. Figure out yourself.”

He refused to make the first strike, so we kept circling each other until I cornered him between the trees lines and 2 other pairs. He looked around finally realizing what mistake he made.

Important rule in any kind of violent sport: when your opponent comes to you, don’t back off. They will figure out that you’re afraid of them and they will jump on you.

As he was looking everywhere for an escape route, I lunged at him aiming my fist to his face. He dodged my fist and swing his fist, but I saw it coming and kicked his knee. Before he could hit the ground, I cached his head with my hands and bring it down to meet my knee. When my knee collided with his face, he cached it and took me down with him. He jumped on me, pinning my body on the ground with his weight.

“I think that you are pretty satisfied seeing me like this. And I felt all the hatred in those hits even if they were only 2.” his voice was muffled since blood was dripping out of it with his face red from the impact.

I started to trash around. “Yes, I feel good, but I won’t stop until you’re unconscious.” my left hand escaped his grip and I quickly sent it to his face.

He ducked his head and cached my hand again. “Nope. Not today sweetie.”

I scoffed at his smiling face which looks pretty weird since is covered in blood. “Then please, move your heavy ass off me. You’re crashing me.”

He chuckled. “I’m not even letting all my weight on you and I kind of like this position.” he leaned his face closer and I pressed my head more into the ground.

“I don’t, so move your ass or...”

“Or what?”

I smirked and let shocks leave my body. He was now next to me convulsing and wincing.

“Black boy, don’t let your guard down. Get up.” I said and offered him my hand to help him get up.

I still dislike him, but I know what fair-play is.

He took my hand and I helped him up to his feet. I let go of his hand wanting to go and watch other fights, but Black has other plans since he tightens his hold.

“Black.” I warned him and glared.

“Shadow.” he mimicked my tone and tried to raise his eyebrow making him looking funny.

A chuckled escaped my lips and I covered it with a cough, but I think that he saw it since he smirked in victory. “Let go of my hand. Please.” I added the last word through gritted teeth.

He rubbed his chin thoughtful. “No.”

“What?” I asked a little stunned since I wasn’t expecting this answer.

“I said no. As in a negation, refusing to do something you were asked to do.”

I punched his arm with my free hand. “I fucking know what it means, loser. Let me go.” I started to pull my hand but he also tightens his hold more.

“Leggo.”

“No.”

“Let me go.”

“No.”

“If you love me let me go.” I sang the lyrics from Gospel from Panic! At the Disco.

“No.”

“Lemme go.”

“No.”

“Let me gooooo.” I kept whining and trying to escape his grip.

My other hand grip my left head which was captured by him and I was trying to break free. He cached my left hand with his other free one also pulling and we were more than sure looking like the biggest idiots.

I sighed in defeat and stopped wiggling because I could barely feel my hand anymore. “What do you want to let my hand free?”

He smirked in victory and patted his cheek.

“You know what? This isn’t that bad. At last my hand won’t freeze.” I shrugged and I could feel his glare on the left side of my head.

It actually feels pretty good. His warm hand perfectly wrapped in my always cold one. I could barely see my little hand in his big one. I kind of like how his hand feels in mine. But I’ll never admit this in front oh him. I didn’t forgive him and it would boost his ego too much.

“Fine. You could’ve of end this very quick with just a little kiss on the cheek, but you refused to. I’m starting to believe that maybe you like this, Lighty.” I could hear the smirk in his voice even though I’m not looking at his face.

“Pff. Of course I don’t. I’m just exhausted from this whole practice and I don’t want to waist my time on a loser like you.” I replayed and nodded my head satisfied with my comeback.

I stiffed when he suddenly pulled me in a hug and cooed. “Aww. She is blushing. And your mouth says no, but your eyes say damn yes. You can’t trick meee.”

I pushed myself away from him as much as I could since he had his arms around me. “I’m not blushing! My face is red because of the physical effort I just made.”

Good one.

Now you’re talking.

Yes because you had the situation under control.

Whatever.

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. “It’s not healthy to lie to yourself.”

“How cute. He cares.” I said pretending to look touched.

He looked at me straight into my eyes with a look that held such a strong meaning, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. “Of course I do. I always cared about you and I’ll always do.”

My heart warmed up and did a double flip at his words. His intense look and beautiful eyes weren’t helping my heart neither.

Then he smiled at me and hugged me tighter, pressing his cheek on mine while I was awkwardly standing there with my tomato face.

God, this boy is going to be the death of me.