Page 42 of Veiled

“Little sister?” I asked Jensi. I liked it. The only brother I had, well, we fucked. So, it would be nice to have one or two, in this case, that felt real.

He smiled. “Yeah, it fits you, I think.” He leaned over and kissed my cheek, and I smiled widely. “But make sure you let them,” he gestures at Zane and Hunter, who looked an interesting shade of red, “know that.” I laughed and shook my head.

“No, but seriously, it's only day one and you have a few people gunning for you already. Give us your numbers. We want to make sure we can text each other if shit is about to go down and we need someone to hold a camera,” Luca laughed.

“You guys are so extra, but yeah, let’s do numbers at dinner. Sex, I mean class, is about to start,” I licked my lips, looking Zane and Hunter up and down, and they groaned. “Groan all you want but those two,” I pointed at Zane and Hunter and gave them a wink when they noticed me, “are a walking aphrodisiac.”

“More like aphro-dick-siac,” Remi muttered, and I busted out laughing, Jensi and Luca tittering next to me. Oh yeah, I found my fucking tribe. Then the demanding started.Motherfucking, swoon. Damnit, his voice is pure sex.

“Line up, now!” Zane barked at his students, Hunter following suit with a portion of his class, which was technically on the other side of the room. In effect, we now had both classes facing each other, and Hunter and Zane walked into the center of the section of the room we were in. Zane nodded at Hunter and then Hunter’s voice echoed around the room. “We are going to do things a little differently today. Yes, it is your first day, but we are still picking up where we left off. Except, we are going to be somewhat combining classes. While there will be students practicing their weaponry and others hand to hand combat, others will be combining the two.” I gave a slow smile. Holy shit, they were going to replicate what Zane and I did the other day.

Zane continued, “We recently learned the merits,” he looked at me, “of fighting with both forms seamlessly. This isn’t a fight with weapons to transition to fighting hand to hand. No, this is if you lose your weapons during a fight, you don’t freeze up. You use everything you have to keep fighting despite losing your weapon. In class, the moment you lose your weapon, you call the fight. In real life, you die.” Some shifted nervously, others looked excited to learn something new, others, like the “head” seniors, looked pissed. Ten dollars from me to me if they complain first.

“Professors, some of us,” Justin’s friend from earlier, who also needed an ass-kicking, looked at me, “have been doing this for years. It should be easy to do that in the heat of battle. I don’t see why combining the classes has merit.”

Zane and Hunter aren’t your typical teachers. They weren’t the jokester like Ryder, or patient until pushed like Gray. No, they were explosive first; Zane with his urge to protect, and Hunter with his urge to fight first talk later. Zane was now instantly pissed, and Hunter was pissed just because he was Hunter.

Zane barked, “You have a lot to learn if you think that by being here longer you know more. In fact, let's make an example of you, Mr. Alexander, come forward. Ms. Remi, you also come forward.” Remi immediately stepped up to the mat, her hands behind her back, blue hair tied in a ponytail, looking in front of her but not before she threw me a wink and I blew her a kiss.

Alexander scoffed. “The dyke, protected by the bitch who got lucky. Yeah, I’m sure I’ll learn a lot,” he said loudly and laughed, a few people joined but most saw the showdown with Justin and I and looked away.

I immediately stiffened, anger flowing through me at his disrespect at my girl. Hunter and Ryder’s eyes bored into me as I visibly restrained myself from a smart-ass comment. Jensi and Luca shoved their shoulders into me with a sure smile making the universal neck slash symbol for “he’s dead”. I chuckled.

Zane spoke low, “We already have two challenges today. Your words, Alexander, will have been up to Hudson, but since you’re already on the floor, I guess that’s being handled now. I believe Dean Alvor made his wishes very clear. I agreed then but now,” he laughed, “now, I’m truly going to enjoy this lesson more than a teacher should.” He stepped back with Hunter.

“You have your choice of weapons; no magic allowed,” said Hunter quietly, barely restraining his anger.

Remi and Alexander went to the weapons wall and Remi turned back and asked, “Professors, how many weapons allowed?”

Zane smiled. “As many as you can fit on your person.” Remi nodded. She put short knives, daggers, and a short sword across her back that came with a holster, which she adjusted to her, and she palmed a staff as her held weapon of choice. Alexander mocked her for needing so many weapons and Remi simply smiled and walked back to the center of the mat. Alexander had chosen a very sharp needle sword and a broadsword. It took tremendous strength to fight one handed with a sword like that. I wonder if he knew how or if he truly thought he could best her quickly without getting tired first. I have yet to see Remi fight, but I had a strong feeling that she was fast, quick and deadly.

“Oh, and unless there is danger of actual death, I will not intervene. Which means injuries will not be cause for a cease fire,” Zane chuckled, “Begin!” Okay, fuck, I had a feeling that Remi would be fast, but she pulled out dagger after dagger and aimed them at the side of Alexander’s legs, cutting him superficially but enough to bleed. The shock stunned him before he started to move. He went to swipe the sword down while swiping the needle sword towards her middle, giving her limited options. If she ducked, the sword would hit her down the middle, and if she moved away from the long sword the needle sword was still coming towards her. She could jump back, but he would press his attack unless she moved fast enough. But she could…

Remi smirked and quickly tucked and rolled going under his widened stance.Sucked to be tall now mother fuckers, I laughed to myself. She got up from her roll, spun on the ball of her foot and kicked him in his lower back, bringing down the staff on his head before he had the chance to react. Stunned, his grip on his weapons was weak as he tried to regain his balance, but he still had a hold until Remi used the staff and brought it down in quick succession, knocking both weapons out of his hands. He took a breath and turned around with a snarl.

I took note of the training that continued in the other classes. Behind them, the other class fought with their weapons seamlessly, looking well matched and sweating. They were impressive; Zane did teach them well. However, they had several small tells that would get them killed. I would have to let Zane know. The self-defense classes were beating the hell out of each other. I smiled. I loved the bloody nature of hand to hand. I loved to feel the fight, blood and bone on my fists.

It looked like Alexander kicked out and snapped the staff Remi was holding, essentially giving her two weapons now. She spun both and blocked his fists with the sticks. He was taunting her, and her face remained serene the entire time. For some reason, it felt like she was holding back, which was sexy as hell. Then Alexander had to run his mouth with more taunts, but now, those taunts were directed at me.

“It must feel good to lay between her thighs at night, lapping her pussy up, especially in a few days after Derrick and his crew fuck her. I hear they are running a train on her soon. I hope you’re bi, because you’re going to be a cum guzzler soon too.” He laughed, panting in exertion. His words processed but it was just the wrong thing to say to Remi, to any of my guys really, including Jensi and Luca, who looked ready to join in.

Remi’s eyes blazed, and she flipped back and threw her broken pieces to the side. She approached him with fury in her eyes and crouched, launched, and punched upwards in an arc, uppercutting him. He tilted back and she sidestepped, tossed an elbow into his ribs and while he was hunched slightly over, she jumped and punched down, smashing his nose. Blood spurted and instead of letting up, she kicked his legs out and he fell... hard. Groaning, with some hidden strength, he kicked his legs, knocking Remi down, but she used that momentum to turn, tuck, and roll then kick him in the face. Once, twice, three times, until he wasn’t moving. She then got to her knees and punched him in the face in a one-two combo. He had already been down, but she was better than me; at least she didn’t try to stab in through the heart. However, she stood up, stood back, looked at the class and licked the blood off her hands, her eyes flicking to everyone in the room and smiled, her teeth and lips covered in Alexander's blood. The class shuddered.

While the medics took Alexander to the infirmity, Zane spoke with a fierce pride in his tone, nodding at Remi. “Again, your words will issue the challenge, and your skills will speak for you. Don’t talk if you can’t back it up. It is the first day back and so far, two - soon to be three - students have had their asses handed to them by two new students. Now, that can mean you didn’t train all summer or that they are simply better than you,” Zane shrugged.

“Or it can mean that you’re shitty teachers,” said Trish. I groaned loudly.

“I swear,” I pinched my nose before I continued, “You don’t learn, you have been running your damn mouth all day. Try listening. You see those students over there?” I pointed at the students' training. “Sweating, kicking ass, all evenly matched. Clearly, they have been instructed well. Those teachers you want to call out so badly are unsurpassed in skill by most people. I’m sure if you fought them, they would kick your asses. Your fucking problem is that you haven’t been challenged yet; Mommy and Daddy running to save you. You’re too safe in your own bubble. If you aren’t challenged, you don’t learn. Thank goodness I’m here to save the day. I’m a fucking Powerpuff Girl.” I shook my head.

“Professors, if I may, two things. I would like to fight both Justin and Trish at the same time. I would also like to fight Remi, who is clearly my equal if not better, to show them a few things.” I smiled.

Trish rolled her eyes. “Now we’re promoting domestic violence, great.”

I smiled and my voice became low and husky. “It’s not domestic violence if you like things rough, honey. You should try it. Maybe you wouldn’t be such a bitch if you got fucked as well as I do.”

She gasped and I turned around and ignored her once again. I looked at Zane and Hunter, their eyes filled with dark promise, oops.

Hunter cleared his throat. “Remi, if you're okay with that, we will have some time.”

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