The Fight

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The sessions ended, it was lunch time, one hour break for lunch and two hours at the training or sport club. No excuses were accepted unless someone is gravely ill. 'No slacking!' Was the slogan of the club.

Bloody Snowden college was built to straighten the relationship amongst different packs in their realm. Different students, from several packs, with different social status attends the college.

Future Alphas, beta, gamma, delta, omegas, even rogues who swore not to cause any harm with their stay at the college.

Bloody Snowden college is located at the center of the realm, where it connects to all boundaries of different packs so it isn't that far for them to reach with a ride of course.

The students are usually gathering at the training grounds with no reference to their educational levels or social status, they just mix up and train together under strict watch of strong trainers from different packs who were selected by the college Council.

"Hurry now folks!" Yelled one of the well built trainers "We don't have forever here!"

They all gathered at the ground, standing in rows, changed into their sport outfits, white short sleeve shirts and grey sweatpants.

Elva stood by the second row, with Aria on her right, a male student on her left and then followed the masked senior, lazily with his both hands slid into his pockets, she peeked at him over her shoulder and their eyes locked.

Her heart hammered, she quickly averted her eyes to her front, she doesn't know why, but the masked senior is very scary, like a bloody psychopath.

She cleared her throat and focused on the man in front of her, Zack on the first row looking all manly as his shoulders bulged out over his shirt.

"We would be having the normal thirty laps, push ups and combat" announced the trainer. The students groaned and started to murmur in annoyance amongst themselves.

Their trainers tires them so much at the training grounds forgetting they still have to go back to other sessions afterwards.

"Silence folks! Are we here to play?" Shouted another trainer who looked a lot scarier than the rest, they all stilled and replied "No sir!"

The man asked again when he wasn't satisfied with their unenergized reply. "I said, are we here to play?"

"No sir!!" They all chorused.

One would think they were in military training when it was just a college sports club. "Now go!" He pointed at the starting point for them to go and start the laps.

Left with no choice they all set off for the laps, push ups, then the third training which was everybody's favourite since it would be adding to their fighting skills.

They are usually paired regardless of their gender and begin to fight, always a hot and steamy fight. Ordered not to hold back no matter what! The rule is to not harm intentionally only but all the other tricks were allowed. Elva and Aria got some male classmates and started to fight.

Zack was paired with the mysterious masked senior, although they never had any intimate fight before, Zack hates the man with passion. Well maybe enemy is not the right word to describe what he feels for the masked senior but the hate is obvious.

Some said it's because the masked senior was the topper of their educational level, some said because he seems way too richer than Zack and some says its because of his jealousy for him.

The fight started off in a slow burn, it was like the two good looking men were just playing around with each other. Although the other one was masked, his appearance and features says it all.

"Fucking fight now! You moron!" Roared Zack in anger.

The masked man smirked under his mask "Make Me!" He retorted with confidence.

Zack felt insulted, so what did he really mean by that? He thinks I'm not good enough? He thought, outraged by his calm figure even at these times.

"You! You asshole!" He can't be humiliated like this, not before everyone! Not before Elva!

Then out of blue the table flipped, Zack threw a punch aiming for his jaw at full speed but the senior dogged it down flexibly and punched him continuously on his abdomen, he swayed back by the force, when a kick slammed him down to the ground like a sack of stones, bam! dust danced in the air.

Elva's POV

When the fight got tense I knew it was about about go down, badly.

Zack hates the masked man so much with reasons known best to him. Getting to fight with him today was like giving a mad person a knife and setting him free to the crowd.

He was letting out all of his frustration on him but that was not what got me worried, it's the masked senior who got me all tense for Zack.

Being in the battle grounds for a while, I have met with different fighters, and his type is always the scariest.

It's better to have someone attack you in the battlefield than having them tire you up so they could attack you at your weak point.

"Moon Goddess, please keep him safe" I murmured, biting the inside of my cheeks in worry. It's not that Zack wasn't good enough but my heart was in dilemma for his safety.

I want nothing but his safety because the mysterious masked senior was horrifying me with his predator-like fighting style.