Who Am I?

Chapter 6

Mia brought her knee up, however not high enough to hit him in the junk, only enough to grab his attention to make it look like she was flailing. When his eyes met her's, Mia's widen eyes narrowed dangerously and her lips parted, showing pearly white teeth, her canines, as Maddison's were already, abnormally pointed, allowing this sweet and innocent girl a slight touch of insanity.

While the Purple Dragon squinted in the dimly lit ally way, Mia slammed her head forward, making the man step back and his hands shoot up to prevent any more blood from gushing out his nose. The teen pushed off the wall and spun, extending her leg with elegance, nailing him in his bulging gut, he doubled over in pain and brought his head up. Only as his eyes had begun widening, he knew he had made a mistake, Mia swung her dominant leg up, whamming him the in jaw, dislocating it.

Mia backed up slightly, and again pushed off the wall, but this time she jumped, and somersaulted through the air, smashing both her feet down with extra force, both feet hit their intended target, his face, effectively either knocking him out or killing him, Mia didn't care to find out which.

The man shaking down Maddison's mother turned upon hearing his comrade drop to the ground and witnessed the whole ordeal, his eyes narrowed and his face twisted into an ugly scowl.

Mia's smile only grew, she motioned him forward with her middle and index finger and he let out and roar of anger. As he ran towards her, he whipped out a switch blade, though it was small Mia knew to be cautious, that didn't mean she couldn't have a little fun on the way.

The teen ducked low and swept his feet out from under him and as he fell, Mia darted up and held her stance, her left foot up and her arms to her sides, curled into fists. His knife hand stayed up facing her just as she'd predicted, her leg out stretched to the side and she skimmed the butt of the knife, only lightly and it was enough, the knife came free. Mia slammed her left foot back, turning it the the side to gain a better grip and swung her right leg up again, batting the knife away, blade first, it lodged itself into the brick wall, to high for either to reach.

His brown eyes met her own artic ones, and in those eyes, he was nothing even remotely related to mercy, only stone cold furry.

Mia glanced back lazily, her eyes scanning the pieces of junk, a plank of wood stood out to the girl, she glimpsed the sad excuse for a Purple Dragon hurry to scramble up. A pale skinny arm shot out, and caught the man's somewhat bulker and tanner arm, she swung him forward, blowing dust and gunk everywhere as he landed, more accurately crashed into the pile of crates and junk.

He groaned, Mia slammed her boot heel down on the plank, it launched into the air and the black haired teen snatched it out of the air. She looked it over as if it had some importance to her, Mia pouted and her eyes twinkled with mischief, slowly, Mia bent down, her left arm keeping her balanced by pushing up on her knee.

Her face was only inches from the Purple Dragon scum, he blinked lazily at her, already knowing he'd lost the fight, he dropped his head in defeat, his neck in to much pain to face his enemy.

Mia snickered and straighten quickly, bringing both hands to support the plank, she whacked it across his face, hitting his chin first, Mia head a satisfying crack.

A smile bloomed on Mia's face as she glazed down at the two beaten and bruised men, a sense of pride invading her senses.

"Madds??" Mia spun around, she had completely forgotten her mother had been there, did she know?? How would she tell her??