he’d pointed out that each strike was only half a point.
With a grim look, Caitlin reached across and shook her opponent’s hand. The head judge stepped forward and took both of the competitors’ hands in his. After a dramatic pause he thrust Caitlin’s hand into the air. Fane and Eren’s cheers echoed above all the others.
Caitlin went on to win her next three matches. There were two other rings set up with matches going on, but Eren and Fane only paid attention to the one Caitlin was in. This was why it came as a complete surprise to them when the only two fighters remaining were Caitlin and Bridget. During a five minute break, Caitlin sat and meditated on the sidelines while Bridget stretched and paced about. Eren smiled at that, wishing she could be the one down there getting ready to pummel Bridget.
The four judges took their corners and Caitlin and Bridget entered the ring. They faced each other, only a few feet apart, and at the head judge’s cue, they knocked their fists together. Bridget with her prissy, overly made up face, couldn’t glare as effectively as Caitlin could. It was almost comical. As the judge raised his hand they stepped into fighting stances.
“ Begin!” he hollered as he dropped his arm and moved back.
The two danced around each other, testing out a jab here and there. Caitlin threw an upper cut beneath Bridget’s block then caught her so hard with a left punch that Bridget’s head whipped around.
Both Eren and Fane flew to their feet cheering. Caitlin went in for another strike, but this time Bridget caught her with a fast right hook. It looked like her fist had glowed just a little but it was hard to be sure. If it had, that meant she’d used her power to enhance her strength. Hardly even fazed, Caitlin threw several punches towards Bridget’s solar plexus.
Anger crawled beneath Eren’s skin like army ants. She knew Caitlin was going to take a few hits but she hadn’t realized how mad it would make her. If Bridget used her power, then she’d cheated. A protective urge seized Eren and she couldn’t shut it off. The need was almost overwhelming. She was only a few heartbeats away from embarrassing the hell out of herself by running down there and attacking Bridget. A moment before she stood, Fane’s hand shot out and grabbed her arm.
“ Whoa there, Cuz. You’re pouring power all over me. I hope you’re not thinking what I think you’re thinking,” he said.
His touch eased the burning of her power and helped clear her mind a little, but she continued to watch the match out of the corner of her eye.
“ Father said this might happen. Eren, listen to me!” he demanded.
His words broke through the desperate need to protect that had gripped her, but just barely.
“ What do you mean?”
“ You feel protective of her because you’re her Rector. I would have warned you, but I had no idea the feeling would be so strong. I’m sorry.”
Understanding what the feeling was helped Eren relax and get it back under control. She hadn’t realized until now, but the over protectiveness had caused her body to start vibrating in preparation for channeling. Had she really been that close to making herself the talk of the whole school? Oh God, she felt ill.
“ How did you know?” she asked.
“ I could feel your power rising,” he said.
“ The vibrating.”
He shrugged. “No, I felt it before that. It’s hard to explain but it’s almost like it pulled at my power.”
A whistle blew and time was called, drawing their attention back to the match. They had missed the end. The judges convened briefly then the head judge went to the center of the ring and took both girls by the hand. People were on the edge of their seats. The judge thrust Bridget’s hand into the air. Fane and Eren weren’t the only ones booing. Caitlin was quick to pull her hand from the judge’s and leave the ring. She paid the ring judges a respectful nod before dashing off to the lockers.
Eren
With a grim look, Caitlin reached across and shook her opponent’s hand. The head judge stepped forward and took both of the competitors’ hands in his. After a dramatic pause he thrust Caitlin’s hand into the air. Fane and Eren’s cheers echoed above all the others.
Caitlin went on to win her next three matches. There were two other rings set up with matches going on, but Eren and Fane only paid attention to the one Caitlin was in. This was why it came as a complete surprise to them when the only two fighters remaining were Caitlin and Bridget. During a five minute break, Caitlin sat and meditated on the sidelines while Bridget stretched and paced about. Eren smiled at that, wishing she could be the one down there getting ready to pummel Bridget.
The four judges took their corners and Caitlin and Bridget entered the ring. They faced each other, only a few feet apart, and at the head judge’s cue, they knocked their fists together. Bridget with her prissy, overly made up face, couldn’t glare as effectively as Caitlin could. It was almost comical. As the judge raised his hand they stepped into fighting stances.
“ Begin!” he hollered as he dropped his arm and moved back.
The two danced around each other, testing out a jab here and there. Caitlin threw an upper cut beneath Bridget’s block then caught her so hard with a left punch that Bridget’s head whipped around.
Both Eren and Fane flew to their feet cheering. Caitlin went in for another strike, but this time Bridget caught her with a fast right hook. It looked like her fist had glowed just a little but it was hard to be sure. If it had, that meant she’d used her power to enhance her strength. Hardly even fazed, Caitlin threw several punches towards Bridget’s solar plexus.
Anger crawled beneath Eren’s skin like army ants. She knew Caitlin was going to take a few hits but she hadn’t realized how mad it would make her. If Bridget used her power, then she’d cheated. A protective urge seized Eren and she couldn’t shut it off. The need was almost overwhelming. She was only a few heartbeats away from embarrassing the hell out of herself by running down there and attacking Bridget. A moment before she stood, Fane’s hand shot out and grabbed her arm.
“ Whoa there, Cuz. You’re pouring power all over me. I hope you’re not thinking what I think you’re thinking,” he said.
His touch eased the burning of her power and helped clear her mind a little, but she continued to watch the match out of the corner of her eye.
“ Father said this might happen. Eren, listen to me!” he demanded.
His words broke through the desperate need to protect that had gripped her, but just barely.
“ What do you mean?”
“ You feel protective of her because you’re her Rector. I would have warned you, but I had no idea the feeling would be so strong. I’m sorry.”
Understanding what the feeling was helped Eren relax and get it back under control. She hadn’t realized until now, but the over protectiveness had caused her body to start vibrating in preparation for channeling. Had she really been that close to making herself the talk of the whole school? Oh God, she felt ill.
“ How did you know?” she asked.
“ I could feel your power rising,” he said.
“ The vibrating.”
He shrugged. “No, I felt it before that. It’s hard to explain but it’s almost like it pulled at my power.”
A whistle blew and time was called, drawing their attention back to the match. They had missed the end. The judges convened briefly then the head judge went to the center of the ring and took both girls by the hand. People were on the edge of their seats. The judge thrust Bridget’s hand into the air. Fane and Eren weren’t the only ones booing. Caitlin was quick to pull her hand from the judge’s and leave the ring. She paid the ring judges a respectful nod before dashing off to the lockers.
Eren
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