the living are hungry hodnes [ lexark ]

29] he has her

"Good, Hodnes. Again." Elyza says to me.

We are in the yard of the hidden church sparring. We have turned the church into our own little private training ground. We haven't told my mom and the rest of the group our plans yet, so we thought the church would be the perfect spot to train without being questioned on ulterior motives.

It's been two weeks since we started, and Elyza has been working me hard day and night. Growing up a soldier, Elyza is a great teacher and really knows her shit when it comes to the art of combat.

As it turns out, we actually did start with submissions. Since Jayson needs me alive, the Corp soldiers will just try to capture me. So Elyza spent our first couple days showing me how to get myself out of front and back choke holds, bear hugs, and how to escape if they trap my arms behind my back.

Those may have been the times she worked me extra hard at night too. Oh god... let's just say I didn't try as hard to get out of those holds. There's just something about being pressed against her body, in her strong grasp... Fuck. Moving along.

Ok. So after those amazing first days, we moved on to actual sparring. The first few days of that, I found myself on my ass more often than not. Elyza pulled back on every hit, of course, but she wouldn't hesitate to knock me down, when given the chance.

It took me a little longer to get the hang of hand to hand combat, than escaping Elyza's holds. But I'm really getting the hang of it though. I can tell because Elyza doesn't hold back as much anymore.

We have moved on to having me use my weapons during our sparring matches, now. I've been getting really good with my dagger. And that makes Elyza very happy.

Elyza Lex loves her blades. Throwing knifes, daggers, bowie knives, and I know for a fact she keeps a switchblade up her right sleeve. She loves them all.

I have to admit, there is a certain allure to the whole thing. It takes more skill to wield the sharpened steel than to point and shoot a gun. Elyza has showed me all the areas on the body if I can cut, will make the person bleed out in minutes. Also, a blade will never jam, or run out of bullets.

It's been a crazy couple of weeks. And I have loved every fucking sweaty, sore muscled minute of it.

We have been training for a while already today. The sun is starting to set, and Elyza wants to get in a few more bouts before we go back to the farm. Maree and Lyndsey are due back from their scouting mission to the compound tonight.

Elyza comes at me with a left punch that I block easily. She immediately follows it up with her right, and I grab her wrist and use her momentum against her and pull. It causes her to go forward, and once she passes me, I kick the back of her knee out.

If I was sparring with anyone other than Elyza, they would have fallen. But I'm not, and she's a super soldier, so she didn't. However, when she turns around to continue the attack, she's met with the barrel of my gun.

Before I can pull the trigger, she brings her arm out so fast, and knocks the gun out of my hand while spinning me around pinning my back against her.

"Almost, Hodnes." She says to me in her cocky tone.

I take the opportunity to press my dagger, a little harder on her thigh, which I was able to get in position to cut her femoral artery.

"I think what you meant was, I surrender, Hodnes."

I hear a small moan escape her and she spins me back around to face her. I'm met with her beautiful blacked out eyes, and I know she's not angry. Which means...

She picks me up, crashes her lips into mine and heads over to the entrance of the church.

I pull away from her lips and look at her. "Really Elyza? A church? This is a place of worship."

She grins a delicious grin, and claims my lips as hers once more. Still leading us inside.

Who am I kidding. This wouldn't be the first time our sparring session ended with me being worshipped by Elyza in this church.

I'm laying on Elyza's chest in one of the pews. Listening to the steady beat of her heart, when we hear only one bike flying down the road, a ways up from the church. Her heart starts beating faster, and I can feel her tense up.

I know it was really hard to let Maree and especially Lyndsey, go on the scouting mission without her. She refused to leave me alone, and also wanted to spend the extra time training with me.

I know she worried every second they we're gone, as she only slept once since the day they left.

I jump off her and we start putting on our discarded clothes. I notice there is a small shake in Elyza's hands.

"It's going to be ok." I tell her.

"There was only one bike." She says while attaching her weapons.

I don't respond. I just get ready faster. Once dressed we make our way to the car we have hidden, and make it back to the farm in record time.

When we pull up to the farm, my heart stops at the sight. It's only Maree. Lyndsey is no where to be found. Maree has been beaten beyond recognition, and is being carried in the house by Travis and Nick.

I tear my eyes away from the sight and my heart breaks when I see the broken expression on Elyza's face.

"He has her." Elyza says before getting out of the car and starts her sprint into the house.