I'm not much of a writer but I was bored and I started typing and this kinda formed so I decided to try and turn it into a short story

Blurb

No matter how hard you try, you can never bury the past. It will always come back to haunt you one way or another, and for Alex, this is no different.

Alex has everything a man could dream of; a beautiful wife, 2 wonderful children and a house in the countryside. Until one day when an old friend turns up, staring down the path of death itself, at his door. Just before Ryan collapses, he utters one word… Evolution.

Alex thought that he had buried his troubled past, but it looks like it has come back to haunt him now, 12 years later. What is Alex to do? He has a few problems. 1) His family doesn’t know about his troubled past. 2) Does he stay and confront his troubled past and risk the lives of the ones he loves? 3) Does he run and hide the truth from his family?


Chapter 1

As he woke from his slumber, he wondered if it had all been a dream? He glanced over his shoulder to see his beautiful wife sleeping peacefully next to him.

“It wasn’t a dream” he murmured. He brushed his fingers through her hair and gently kissed her on the forehead.

“Good Morning Gorgeous”, he said with a smile upon his face. Tina slowly opened her sleepy eyes to meet the gaze her husband, Alex.

“Good Morning Dear, are the kids awake yet?” she asked, while trying to suppress a yawn.

“No, I haven’t heard any noise downstairs. It’s unlike them. Maybe all this extra work we’ve been making them do is getting to them more than we thought?”

“They are a strong pair, they can handle it. They are a lot stronger than what we were at their age. They’ll be fine. Now, would you like some coffee before you wake them up?” she asked.

“Coffee? Sounds like a good idea, sure. It would certainly give me a lift to the start of my day. Thanks dear.”

Tina turned over and sat up, allowing the bed linen to fall from her body, revealing her purest form, naked from head to toe. Her body was that of a young woman in her late twenties. Her skin was still soft to the touch of a hand. She stood up and walked over to the full length mirror near the dressing table. She gazed at her body, slowly looking carefully at her face, looking into her deep blues eyes, blinking slightly showing off her dark eyelashes. She moved her gaze towards her narrow shoulders, her small breasts that seemed to suit her petite frame, down towards her long and slender legs. She turned slightly to look at her back, her dirty blonde hair reaching down the length of her slender body stopping at the base of her back, revealing a small and firm backside. She gave a quick wink at herself and went to the cupboard to get dressed. She looked through what seems to be thousands of clothes until she finally picked out a plain white t-shirt and a pair of white silk underwear. She quickly put these on and went downstairs to make the hot cup of coffee for Alex.

During this time Alex had gotten out of bed and had put on his usual clothing, a plain white vest; faded black jeans and a pair of black lace-up boots. He walked over to the window and looked outside towards the mountains.

“What a beautiful day, I hope it lasts” he said to himself.

With that, Alex made his way towards Sorcha and Dustin’s rooms. He waited outside Sorcha’s room listening to hear if she was awake. There was no sound. Alex turned the handle on the door and opened it slowly. At first glance Sorcha’s room looked like that of any typical rebellious teenager. Dirty clothes were scattered all of the floor ranging from skimpy shorts, tight tops, underwear (not that you could call them that, there was hardly any material), bra’s to her training gear. Her room was still dark, but there was enough light for Alex to see that Sorcha was still fast asleep on top of the bed covers snoring lightly. It had been a hot night so she decided to sleep with only a pink and purple night shirt on. He walked quietly over to her bedside and sat down next to her, stroking her hair softly. This woke Sorcha up and she was startled to see her father looking over her.

“Dad, get out! You know you aren’t allowed in here. I’m half-naked. Don’t you have any decency?!”

“It’s not like there isn’t anything I haven’t seen before” he said wittingly.

“DAD - GET THE fuzz OUT OF MY ROOM NOW!!” shrieked Sorcha.

“Well, your brother is still asleep. I thought that you would like to wake him up. I know you enjoy doing that.”

“He’s still asleep? You haven’t woken him yet? Awesome. Lil’ bro, here I come” Sorcha said devilishly forgetting about just swearing at her father.

Alex shook his head dumbfounded by his daughter’s quick change in attitude and left the room to go downstairs.

Sorcha jumped off the bed and began rummaging through all her clothes on the floor. Finally she came to a light blue top that looked clean enough and a pair of high-cutting shorts. She went through her bra’s until she came across her favourite light blue one with supporting brace to make her petite breasts look bigger.

“This will do, wonder what the weather is like today?”

Walking over the pile of clothes before, she opened her curtains which revealed a sunny day with no clouds in the sky.

“Mmm, guess I won’t be wearing this then” she said flinging her bra back onto the pile of clothes.

Sorcha then proceeded to her brother’s room to give him his “special” wake-up call. She turned the door handle and opened the door as quietly as possible, tip-toeing over to her still sleeping brother. She gazed down at her unsuspecting victim.

“He looks so peaceful, oh well. Dustin. Wake up, its morning and Mom and Dad are downstairs waiting.”

“Huh? Leave me alone. I’m tired. Let me sleep” he said wearily.

“Perfect” thought Sorcha. “Tickle barrage! Tickle tickle tickle tickle, tickle tickle tickle tickle…” she repeated enjoying the torture she was inflicting upon Dustin.

“Okay, I’m up, I’m up. Stop it, stop it please…” Dustin stifled out between laughing.

Sorcha stopped tickling her little brother. She was pleased with this wake up call. It really woke him up and it didn’t put him in to too much of a bad mood. She started walking towards the door when she turned around and looked at her half-dazed brother.

“Hurry up and get dressed, we’re waiting downstairs.”

And with that, Sorcha left the room and went downstairs and joined her folks.

Chapter 2

Alex was slowly sipping his hot cup of coffee while Tina and Sorcha were busy talking about Dustin’s progress with his training.

“I don’t think he is ready Mom. He barely made it through yesterday and you want to work him even harder?”

“Sorcha, you know the reasons why we are training you both. You know why we have to push you guys as hard as possible. Dustin needs to get stronger.”

“Yeah, but he is also younger than me. He can’t take as much as I can. If you continue to push him even harder, you will end up killing him!”

“We would never let anything like that happen to any of you. You of all people should know this Sorcha” said Alex with a stern look upon his face.

“I know” said Sorcha giving up on trying to change her parent’s minds.

Dustin was slowly making his way downstairs when there was a knocking at the front door.

“I’ll get it” said Dustin.

Dustin opened the door with a huge smile on his face as he greeted the stranger at the door, but his facial expressions quickly changed to that of fear. It was definitely not a site a 17 year kid should be witness to.

“Dad” Dustin said hardly hearing his own voice as he was full of fear. “DAD!” he started screaming while running backwards away from what stood before him.”

Alex, hearing Dustin screaming his name, quickly ran into the hallway to see what the problem was. He saw Dustin running backwards, away from the door. Alex lifted his gaze towards the door to see what was scaring his son. The person standing in the doorway looked like he had just crawled through a field of barbed wire. Clothes were torn to shreds, exposing his naked flesh full of gashes bleeding profusely; a swollen face that looked like it had been used as a punching bag, hair full of blood.

“Oh my god” Alex said shockingly. “Tina, get a bucket with cold water and a towel quickly” he barked at his wife.

Not sure of what was going on; Tina went to see what all the commotion was on about. When Tina got next to Alex, she followed his gaze and saw a man standing in the doorway. Immediately she knew why Alex had asked for what he did and why Dustin was screaming. She quickly ran into the kitchen to get a bucket to fill with cold water while she told Sorcha to go and get a towel from behind the kitchen door.

Alex quickly ran over to the man standing in the doorway, catching him as he started to fall to the floor. As Alex caught him, he noticed the blooded necklace around the stranger’s neck. It looked so familiar. Suddenly Alex rememberd the necklace and who it belonged to.

“Ryan! What happened? Are you ok?” Alex asked concerned.

One word came out of Ryan’s mouth before he succumbed to the pain and blood lose he had suffered.

“Evolution...”

Chapter 3

Twelve years earlier

Breathless from running, soaking wet from the rain, Alex was running down a dark alleyway outside the Baramoon Nightclub. With the music pumping and the rain pouring, no one could hear Alex’s cries for help. No one could hear the echo’s of bullets being fired, people shouting for the death of Alex. Alex turned another corner and noticed a dimly lit door at the end of the tunnel. Alex summoned up what strength he had left and sprinted for the door until a bullet pierced his right leg bringing him to the ground with a thud. Face first in a puddle of water, a bullet through his leg, out of breath, out of strength, Alex thought his life was over. The Raiders had finally caught up with the injured man on the floor. Some of them were laughing, some still trying to catch their breath back. One of them walked forward, the leader of the gang. He was wearing a dark brown trench coat with black trousers. Embedded on the back of the trench coat was the gang’s logo, an image of a human skull with a knife sticking in the mouth and a snake through the nose and eyes. The leader bend over Alex, with a huge grin on his face, putting a bullet into Alex left leg just below the knee cap. Alex’s cried out as the pain shot up through his leg to his chest causing him to curl into a ball in the mudded water. The leader was enjoying this, every moment of pain that Alex felt was like heaven to the leader. It was like a drug. The more pain he inflicted, the more blood he saw, the more powerful he felt.

Alex was pleading for his life, saying that he had a wife and 2 kids but the gang didn’t give a shit about his family. All they wanted to do was to have some fun and they were by taking the life slowly from Alex. He tried screaming for help but only found a boot to the face, followed by another boot to the chest resulting in a couple of ribs breaking. The pain soared all through Alex’s body preventing him from crying out. The leader started to kick relentlessly at the body before him, taking pleasure in every kick, laughing at the pain he was causing this man. The Raiders just watched as their leader kicked the life out of the soon-to-be corpse on the floor. They were loving the show their leading was putting on. They started to chant his name.

“Evolution… Evolution… Evolu…” Bang. A bullet connected with one of the gang members heads, knocking him forwards to the ground. Shocked by this, the Raiders turned around to see who had just killed one of their own. Their eyes fell upon a young man, similar to that of the one their leader was beating up. He seemed to be wearing a black jacket, black pants and a gold necklace with writing “Qvis Vt Devs” in Latin, meaning “Who is like God” around his neck. He was wearing a wide brimmed hat, lowered so that the Raiders couldn’t make out the strangers face. Slowly the stranger lowered his weapon, looked up and the Raiders and began to speak.

“Now that I have got your attention. Don’t you know that you shouldn’t pick on someone as defenseless as him? He is not match for you guys. You should try taking on someone who will put up a good fight” the stranger said confidently. The gang members looked at each other in puzzlement and then burst into laugher. “Who? You? You look as tough as a puppy. Acting all hard core. You obviously have no idea who you are dealing with” one of the members said. “I know exactly what I am dealing with, and let me tell you, I’m not afraid” he beamed at them. Expressions of anger and hate set in upon their faces. One of them looked over to their leader, who had stopped beating up the man on the floor and was watching what was going on, and asked if they could have some fun with this man as well. The leader nodded his head. “Looks like you’re going to die as well. You should have just kept quiet and you would have lived” one of the gang members said.

The stranger seeing that he was outnumbered 5-1 dove to his right behind some trash cans. While in the air, he managed to squeeze off two rounds which connected squarely with the chests of 2 of the gang members dropping them to the floor. As he rolled behind the trash cans, the remaining 3 gang members pulled out their own weapons and unleashed a frenzy of shots at the bunch of trash cans. One of the bullets pierced a trash can, and went straight through the stranger’s right shoulder. He let out a soft cry and quickly grabbed his right shoulder. He had been careless. He hadn’t realized that the trash cans were made of thin tin. He cursed to himself silently. Suddenly, the shooting ceased. All that could be heard now was the sound of rain. The stranger lifted his head over the trash cans to see where the gang members were. 1 was standing behind a dumpster, 1 one standing in between the door frame at the end of the alley. The other gang member was no where to been seen. “Shit, I’ve lost one. Where the hell is he?” Suddenly a body appeared above him as the gang member he lost sight of, had managed to run forward, avoid the strangers glance and had now jumped over the trash cans to surprise him. Luckily enough, the stranger was not that much of an amateur and quickly regained his composure, lifting up his left arm and planted a fist into the gang member’s stomach sending him reeling to the floor. Half-dazed by the speed and strength of the stranger, the gang member stood up shakily, trying to focus on the stranger. It was too late. He had taken too long, allowing the stranger enough time to pick up his weapon from the floor and discharge 2 rounds. 1 connected with the gang member’s right arm, resulting in him dropping his weapon, the other connected squarely in the left eye ending his pain instantaneously, sending him sprawling to the ground. “2 more to go” he said to himself.

The gang member behind the dumpster signaled to the other gang member and they both made a run for the stranger, firing round after round. Another bullet pierced a tin trash can but luckily enough, it only skimmed the side of the stranger’s left arm, weakening his hold of the colt. In the midst of the shower of bullets one of the gang members weapons ceased firing as its clip had run dry. The stranger had heard the fire of the empty chamber and realized that this was his chance to get rid of another Raider. He rolled to his left, squeezing off another round that hit the Raider in the left knee cap, sending him to ground. Recovering from the roll, the stranger squeezed off the last bullet from the clip and pierced the injured Raider through the neck, causing a slow, bloody and painful death. “These injuries are having a great effect on me that I though” the stranger said to himself. More bullets came as the last gang member advanced upon the stranger. He barely had enough time to maneuver himself out of the path of incoming fire and behind another dumpster. The stranger found himself with a dry clip in his colt with only 1 bullet left in the chamber. “I better make this count. I won’t have a second chance” and with that the stranger stood up, took a depth breath and dived out into the open. Everything seems to be moving in slow motion from the eyes of the stranger. It seemed as if time had slowed down, giving him the edge he needed to finally finish off the last gang member. The sights of his colt slowly rested upon his targets heart and he squeezed the last bullet from the chamber. As the bullet left the chamber, time seemed to speed up and with a thud, the stranger hit the ground. The gang member who been still running at the stranger was now flying backwards as the bullet hit him with such force puncturing his heart. The gang member hit the ground and slid to a halt just before the Raiders leader. The stranger slowly stood up, feeling the effects of his wounds, and holstered his colt.

The leader of the Raiders had watched the whole event and not lent a hand to his counterparts. He was amazed with the stranger’s agility, determination and brilliant aim. “You are a good marksmen, stranger. Very impressive indeed, and your determination and agility is very commendable. I can see now why you weren’t scared about taking on my men” said the leader slowly walking over to the stranger. “Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Evolution. I was the leader of The Raiders, but it seems that it doesn’t need a leader anymore, thanks to you” he said with a slight smile upon his face. The stranger knelt on the floor, picked up his hat that had fallen off during the gun fight, dried it off as much as he could, and then put it back on. “Yeah, sorry about that. At least I did you a favour – now you don’t have to worry about having such incompetent men underneath you” said the stranger taking light to the current situation. “And you’ve got a sense of humour, I admire that stranger.” “It’s a pity that you won’t be able to hear anymore of my jokes. It’s time to end this. You can’t go round hurting innocent people just because you want to!” said the stranger as his expression changed to that of anger. Lightening flashed across the sky. “Looks like it’s my time to leave this place. You’ve saved this pathetic excuse for a human, for now. But mark my words strangers, I will have my revenge!” chided Evolution laughing devilishly. Another lightening bolt flashed through the sky and struck the spot where Evolution was standing. When the stranger’s eyes re-adjusted from the flash, he saw that Evolution was no one to be seen. “I’ll deal with him later” said the stranger as he made his way over to Alex. “Shit, he beat you up pretty bad. I’ll have to take you back to my place. Can’t take you to a hospital, too many questions will be asked” he said to himself. He knelt next to Alex taking in all the injuries he had received. Alex still suffering from the pain he had endured looked up and the stranger and into his eyes, “please help me” and with that Alex passed out. “Don’t worry, you’ll be alright. I’ll take care of you.” The stranger grabbed hold of Alex’s arms and pulled him over his shoulders. The pain in his right shoulder flared up again but having seen the injuries the man on his shoulders had received, he shrugged off the pain and walked back to his car with the injured man.

Really enjoying reading this. Excellent. Keep the chapters coming.

Whoooohooo! dam good read. Keep it up.

Hehe. Thanx for the comments guys. Seeing that xmas is around the corner, I don't think I'll be writing for a while. So, hopefully when new comes, I'll have some more chapters for ya to read.

Just so you know, I'm still working on the next chapter.

kewl. I look forward to reading it.

Chapter 4

Present time later that day

Deep within the bowels of a dark and gloomy kitchen, a small figure scurried across the floor moving from one table to another. There was a strange smell about the kitchen; a smell that was close to that of rotting meat and foul eggs. It looked like Gregory was cooking his master’s favourite dish. Road kill (dog or cat) and eggs. The smell would have easily knocked out your average human, but Gregory was far from being average. From the distance he looked like a young child of 8-9 years, such was his height, but up close, he looked like he had been beaten with the ugly stick and then some. A few strands of grey hair were what covered his wrinkly, greenish coloured head. His face would shatter any mirror instantly. He had a bulging forehead that looked ready to burst as well as being covered in huge boils all over his face. He had only one eye which seems to have been stained with the colour of blood; most probably due to when he was beaten as a young child by his molesting father. That’s how he lost his other. His father had come home drunk one night and was beating the life out of Gregory’s mother. Gregory couldn’t watch it happen again, so he tried to fight off his father only to end up getting the crap beaten out of him such much that the eye was beyond repair and had to be removed. He had hunched shoulders like that of the legendary Quasimodo. His arms were bent in angels that should not have been possible, this being a result from them being constantly broken and not given chance to heal fully, again his father playing a significant roll. Gregory had a rickety chest that seemed to show every protruding rib, looking like a walking skeleton. The only part of his body that couldn’t be seen was from the waist down. One presumes that it looks just as bad as the rest of his body, if not worse. He was wearing a shredded swap green coloured sleeveless jacket and a pair of grey trousers that looked brand new with a pair of sneakers that were a few sizes too small thus resulting in the fronts being cut off allowing skeleton toes to stick out.

“Mmm, smells delicious. The master is going to really enjoy this”, Gregory said to himself taking in the aroma of the food.
There was a loud bang as the kitchen door swung open as Evolution walked in. He looked over at Gregory and then went to see what he was preparing for supper.
“Smelling very good Gregory tastes good too”, compliments Evolution after having a quick taste.
“Thank you master, I’m sure you will enjoy it. It’ll be ready in an hour.”
“It better be good, otherwise I’ll have to break that arm of yours”, guffawed Evolution as he left the kitchen.
“Sometimes I wish that someone will kill him one day”, muttered Gregory.

Back at Alex’s house, Ryan had woken up and was sitting at the dining room table having supper with Alex and Tina telling them of his confrontation with Evolution while the kids were upstairs sleeping.

“We were walking in the park when Evolution appeared before us with that devilish grin of his. He moved so quickly that it took me off guard allowing him enough time plough his fist straight into my gut sending me reeling to the floor. All I could hear was Sarah’s screams and then silence. When I looked up, I saw Evolution with his hands around her neck with a firm grip chocking the life out of her”, said Ryan with anger creeping into his voice. “I could seem him, smiling at her, looking deep into her eyes watching the life slowly drain and then he looked over at me and started to laugh! With one hand still griping her neck, he used his other hand to pull out a knife and slit her throat”, Ryan said while trying to hold back his emotions.

“Who is Evolution? Who is Sarah” asked Tina with a look of bewilderment on her face.
“Sarah is, um, was Ryan’s girlfriend if I remember correctly”, said Alex purposefully ignoring the question about Evolution.
“What? You don’t know?” said a shocked looking Ryan.
“I haven’t told her Ryan. I didn’t want her to know. I didn’t want her involved”, said Alex with a firm look.
“Haven’t told me what? Not involved?” asked Tina.
“You should have told her Alex” said Ryan sternly.
“I didn’t want her to worry Ryan. Not with having to look after the kids and all” Alex commented.
“HAVEN’T TOLD ME WHAT?” bellowed Tina.
“Ok, ok, Calm down dear. I’ll explain it to you just now. Let Ryan finish. Go on Ryan, carry on please”, said Alex. Tina giving in nodded her head at Ryan to carry on.

“He let her drop to the floor like a rag doll, like a disposable commodity. He then proceeded to clean his knife with the inside of his jacket as he walked over to me. I couldn’t believe that he had killed her right in front of me with no warning. He bent over me and picked me up by the collar of my jacket, looked into my eyes…”

[...] Flash back [...]

“Remember me? 12 years ago. A rainy night outside Baramoon nightclub, you took out my men”, said Evolution in a soft voice.
“You… Why? She was of no threat to you.”
“Maybe so. It doesn’t really matter.”
“Doesn’t matter? Doesn’t matter! She was my girlfriend you swine.”
“My my. Where’s the need for such name calling? You can get another one. There are plenty of whores that would love to go out with you”, sniggered Evolution.

Rage suddenly took over Ryan’s body as he lifted up his arm and planted his fist square in the jaw of Evolution. Evolution just looked back at Ryan and began to laugh. Ryan then tried to drive his knee into Evolutions chest but to no result. This made Evolution laugh even louder.
Ryan came to the realization that Evolution was much stronger than he was. Ryan started to kick and punch with all his might, but nothing worked. Slowly Evolution stopped laughing and growing weary with Ryan’s attempts and threw him to the ground next to the cold, lifeless body of his beloved Sarah.
“Sarah, forgive me” said Ryan with tears creeping into the corners of his eyes. This was quickly interrupted by a boot to the kidneys of Ryan. Ryan screamed out in pain, but it was quickly muffled by the gagging of his own breath. Evolution had moved with lightning speed and had picked up Ryan and was doing to him what he had just done to Sarah, choking the life out of him. Ryan tried to do the same to Evolution but as he got his hands around his attacker’s neck, he felt a surge of pain come to life in his stomach. Evolution had just planted a knee to the chest, taking out what wind Ryan had in, and then he dropped him to the floor. As Ryan was about to land, he was met with another kick to the chest that sent him sprawling to the ground a couple of meters away. Clutching his chest, Ryan started to cough up blood, his vision slowly beginning to blur. Evolution walked over to Ryan, knelt next to his body and spoke softly into his ear.

“Tell Alex I’ll be paying him and his family a visit soon.”
“What? No, leave his family out of this”, begged Ryan.
“Ha, not a chance!”, and with that Evolution stood up and began to walk away laughing loudly.

Ryan couldn’t believe that his best friend and family were going to be next. He tried to stand up but only managed to get to his knees before passing out.

[...] End of flash back[...]

“The last thing I remember was knocking on your door”, said Ryan while stifling a yawn.
“Look, you’ve been through a lot today. Go and get some rest. I’ll tell Tina everything”, Alex said.
“Thanks Alex, you are a true friend”, and with that Ryan got up and went upstairs to get some rest.
“Right dear. Are you sure you want to know?” Alex questioned.
“Yes I am sure. If it concerns us, you’re damn right I want to know”, said Tina starting to grow angry.
“Ok ok, um, where to begin”
“How about at the beginning…”

man this is really good. looking forward to the next chapter. You going to have to send me this as a complete book when it is finished.

Lol. I doubt it will be long enough to be called a book. If you're into reading, I know a dude thats got some brilliant stuff that he has written. Much better than me, and he's only 19!!! And he writes a lot too.

well then you will have to send me the short stroy for some reason I find it easier to read stuff on computer, than to pick a book up.

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Chapter 5

The sun had risen early the next day and Alex found himself up and making some coffee when Ryan came down the stairs and into the kitchen.
“Morning Alex, how’d it go with Tina last night?” asked Ryan stifling a yawn.
“Yo, let’s just say that I didn’t get any lovin’ last night.”
“That bad hey?”
“Look behind you”, said Alex. Looking behind him, Ryan noticed a broken vase scattered all over the floor as well as a broken lamp in the corner of the kitchen. Ryan couldn’t help but laugh.
“So, where is she then?” Ryan queried.
“She’s outside with the kids training, started very early this morning. I think she is trying to blow off some steam. Kids weren’t too impressed getting up at 5.30am though”, chuckled Alex. “I noticed that you are looking a lot better today, your wounds are healing very fast.”
“You’re right, I noticed that when I got up. Doesn’t make sense, the body isn’t able to heal that fast”
“True but with a little help it can heal a lot faster.”
“What do you mean?”
“Let’s just say that you owe Tina a thank you. She checked in on you this morning and tried to heal you.”
“Heal me? What do you mean”, asked Ryan with a look of bewilderment on his face.
“One of her special techniques is the ability to heal the wounded. I guess she must have felt sorry for you,” sniggered Alex.
“Ha ha, funny one. But the ability to heal, wow. You do realize that she would definitely be able to help us against Evolution.”
“And I plan on doing a lot more than just healing” said Tina as she walked in the kitchen.
“Oh no, you are not going to get involved in this fight. It’s too dangerous”, responded Alex.
“And where do you get off telling me what to do? I’m going to be there, whether you like it or not, and so are the kids”, barked Tina.
“The kids? Are you out of your mind? They are no way near strong enough to even help”, Alex commented
“It’s final Alex, they are going to be there”, said Tina, crossing her arms.

Meanwhile outside Dustin and Sorcha were still training. Tina had told them about Evolution and what had happened 12 years ago with Ryan and their Dad. They seemed to understand the seriousness of the situation and realized that they needed to train a lot harder if they were going to help their parents with this battle.

“You ready to begin sis?” asked Dustin.
“It’s your move” said Sorcha.

And with that, the training battle began. Dustin, deciding that he might as well start with a bang, cupped his hands together while chanting a spell that seemed to form a ball of energy in his hands. The ball of energy grew larger with every passing second until it was as big as his body. Swirling around in his hands, the ball of energy seemed to turn into fire as Dustin started reciting another incantation.
“Fices don cort…screamed Dustin, sending the fire ball towards his sister with a smile upon his face. Racing across the grass, leaving it burnt, it heading towards Sorcha who seems unbothered by the incoming ball of fire.
“You are going to have to better than that Dustin”, laughed Sorcha. Crossing her arms over her chest, she started a spell, forming a blur aura around her arms. With the fire ball closing in, Sorcha aimed her hands, palms facing outwards, at the fire ball and muttered “Eutor don cort…” releasing a ball of energy at the fire ball. Quickly reciting another chant, the ball of energy changed into a ball of water, heading towards the fire ball. As the two elemental balls collided with each other, there was a loud explosion that sent shockwaves rippling through the ground in all directions. Sorcha flicked her hair back while waiting for the smoke to settle, looking pleased with herself. As the smoke disappeared, Sorcha looked over towards Dustin and was about to give some witty remark when she noticed that there was another fire ball heading towards her. Expecting her brother to be weak from an attack like that, she had let her guard down and she was about to pay for it. Sorcha did not have enough time to bring her arms up to block the fire ball, never mind recite a counter-spell. The fireball connected with her chest and started to burn away her shirt while pushing her backwards. A few seconds later and the fireball had finished burning away her shirt and now had started burning flesh, luckily enough the fireball had gotten weak enough for Sorcha to be able to use her hands and push the fireball downwards. Just after the fireball had dissipated, Dustin arrived to see if his sister was ok. He didn’t expect the second fireball to be as powerful as it was.
“Sorcha, are you alright? I’m so sorry”
“No problem bro, my fault for underestimating you. It’s a good job though a decided to wear a bra today”, Sorcha commented while looking down at her chest. “Shall we continue or did you use up too much energy with those attacks?”
“You know that I don’t tire that easily but don’t you want to put on another shirt and heal your wounds?”
“After what you did to my shirt, I’m not going to let you ruin another one. So no, not going to get another changed or heal myself. I’ll be fine.”
“But…”
“No buts, and don’t think that because I’m not wearing a shirt means you must hold back.”

The shockwaves from the first fireball had aroused the attention of Ryan, Alex and Tina and they had gone to see what was happening; they had just seen Sorcha push the fireball downwards. They were impressed that she was able to move the fireball, especially seeing how long it had been burning away at her. The sound of applause filled the air as Ryan made his way over towards the two youngsters.
“You guys are very good. Nice technique you got there Dustin, and to be able to release two fireballs with that much energy and not be tired, looks like the training is paying off.” Dustin nodded his head in appreciation. Ryan then looked over at Sorcha and said “You did brilliant as well Sorcha. Taking that much from the fireball and still being able to move it. Wow, really impressive.”
“Yeah thanks, it was a close call”, replied Sorcha starting to blush.
“Do you two mind giving your training a break and letting me and your Dad spar for a little bit?” asked Ryan.
“You’ve still got injuries, you sure you should be doing any kind of fighting? Sorcha asked sounding a bit surprised at the question.
“They’re nothing. Don’t worry”, reassured Ryan.
Sorcha and Dustin looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders, and decided to give their training a break and watch the sparring session between their father and Ryan.

“Good luck Ryan, your going to need it”, said Alex as he walked towards Ryan.
“Yeah right. What ever makes you sleep well at night”, chuckled Ryan.
“Just to set some ground rules. One – there will be no use of our main special technique. Two – no blows to the groin. Three – no killing. Four – first one to give-up loses. Five – have fun. You got that?”
“Yeah, I got that. Can we begin now or are you going to start reciting the Lords Prayer as well?” said Ryan sarcastically.
“Yeah, let’s begin”, and with that they bowed towards each other and took their fighting stances.

Alex seemed to take a general fighting stance with arms raised in front of his chest and jumping lightly while Ryan seemed to have an unorthodox stance. He just stood there, no guard and no movement. Ryan noticed that Alex seemed to be surprised by this fighting stance and used it to his advantage by giving a quick jab to Alex’s face. The jab connected squarely on the jaw and sent Alex stumbling backwards. Alex hardly had time to recover when he started to receive a flurry of jabs into his ribs, taking him down onto one knee. Ryan was surprised that Alex wasn’t able to counter, even more so that he had taken a knee. He stood up straight to allow Alex the chance to catch his breath back and to get to his feet, but that wasn’t Alex’s plan. Alex quickly leaned forward on his one leg and used it to push himself forward with great speed and sent a left hook that caught Ryan underneath his chin, sending his head rocking backwards. Another punch landed on the side of Ryan’s jaw sending him sprawling to the ground. Alex just smiled as he watched Ryan get back on his feet.
“Looks like we were both off guard there, don’t you think Ryan”, said Alex while jogging on the spot.
“Yeah, guess we were. Well, just so you know, it won’t happen again”, and with that Ryan lunged forward at Alex with a right hook that connected only with air. “Looks like you won’t make the same mistake twice either”, chuckled Ryan.
Still smiling at Ryan, Alex took up his fighting stance once again. Ryan charged at Alex again and instead of throwing a punch he grabbed hold of Alex’s arm and with one quick movement; he twisted the arm sending Alex flat on his back. Alex quickly recovered and twirled on his back pulling off some sort of break dance move and was back on his feet in an instant advancing at Ryan. He took Ryan off guard and managed to grab hold of Ryan’s shirt and sleeve and rolling onto his back, Alex slide his left leg behind Ryan’s heel’s, pushing with his weight to the left hand side sending Ryan to the floor. “Valley Drop”, said Alex while getting to his feet.
“Yeah, I know. Or you could also call it by its proper name, Tani-otoshi”, replied Ryan.
“Smart ass”, muttered Alex. Both back on their feet, they advanced towards each other, both getting hold of each others shirt and sleeve. Ryan moved slightly to the side of Alex reaping his right leg around the back of Alex’s right knee, while moving his body weight onto his left leg and at the same time, pulling down on Alex’s left arm, sending Alex over his right leg while driving downwards on his right arm plowing Alex into the ground. “O-soto-gari”, said Ryan while looking down at Alex.
“I see, using a beginner’s move on me hey? You think that I’m still new to fighting?” questioned Alex.
“It worked didn’t it?” chuckled Ryan. “It looks like we are evenly matched, don’t you say?”
“That it does. Guess this fight is a draw. Feeling kind of tired anyway”
“Guess so, thanks for the sparring session.”
“No problem, just next time when we spar and my family is watching, let me win. Ok?”
“I’ll think about it”, replied Ryan. With the sparring session over, Ryan and Alex went back into the house to clean up, leaving Tina and the kids talking about the fight they just observed.

Any more coming to this?

I kinda gave up on it. Wasn't getting many reviews etc from people on other forums etc.

oh Pity. I was really enjoying it. Oh well. Let us know if you start something new.