The Curves Life Throws

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: More sparks flew, and Nikoleta kept coming. Brigid changed tactics and forced a weapon bind ::

[Nikoleta]

Nikoleta was far stronger then her frame suggested. The bind worked, but she pulled the locked weapons forward and off to the side, avoiding any contact with the blades.

A loud crack against flesh was heard and Brigid's face stung with the force of her mentor's hand across her cheek.

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: Brigid staggered backwards, astonished that she'd been beaten to the punch. She retaliated by spitting in Nikoleta's face. There was a beat of silence as she waited in a defensive stance ::

[Nikoleta]

The hand that had struck Brigid wiped away the saliva off her cheek. She stared down at it in shock with the lack of respect.

Nikoleta chest heaved in great sorrow. That act of indignation hurt far worse then any death she had suffered and it showed. Her nose twitched, a sign that Nikoleta's anger was starting to go unchecked,

Now the blows increased in strength every time the fell. Brigid was scared and would leave an opening. She just had to continue and press the advantage.

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: Brigid hated being bullied, and with a surge of adrenalin, she crashed forward offensivley. She forced her Mentor on defense, or risk getting sliced to ribbons ::

[Nikoleta]

It was only a matter of time before Brigid's survival instinct kicked in. She was still scared, but her anger at the situation was winning. Nikoleta's own anger made her reflexes not as sharp and cried out in pain when the Hanzo cut her right side, just above the hip. It wasn't deep, but she could feel the shirt she was wearing beginning to soak up blood.

She had to go on the defense, but her mind was now centered on the fight. While parrying and dodging Brigid's offense, she focused on storing her emotions away. In some duels, Nikoleta didn't even know the name of the Immortal she had beheaded. Brigid would become one of the nameless and meet the same fate as they, otherwise, she would loose her concentration again. Brigid noticed the shift in her Mentor's eyes.

Renewed with purpose, Nikoleta's blade crossed against the other Immortal's and bound the weapons tightly. Breaking the lock and regaining the offense, Nikoleta stabbed forward with her broadsword to return her injury in kind.

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: Brigid cried out and rolled into Niki, knocking her off balance as they fell over the edge of the rooftop onto a lower one ::

[Nikoleta]

The wind was knocked out of them both when they hit solid roof. They were fortunate enough to land inches away from the skylight. Nikoleta coughed to regain her breath and kicked Brigid off of her.

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: Brigid turned the fight into a wrestling match, pouncing on Nikoleta before she could reach her sword again. She growled, clawing, biting and punching ::

[Nikoleta]

She couldn't avoid the fury of the Immortal's attack. It was reckless and with no purprose, so Nikoleta's arm was bitten and clawed at. She was punched in the face and kneed in the gut, but her composure remained.

Fighting madly still, Nikoleta was able to grab her flailing arms and cross them together. Now that she was pinned, the older Immortal saw the head butt coming. She allowed it and let go at the right time so the girl got elbowed right in the nose.

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: Brigid's vision went red as Nikoleta broke her nose, and she rolled away holding her face ::

[Nikoleta]

Nikoleta rolled the opposite way and grabbed onto the nearest sword that she could a hold of. The hilt was familiar but not the preferred her hand was accustomed too. The Hanzo was just as sharp, if not more so, then her broadsword. It mattered not what blade took the girl's head, it just needed to be done now before the other Immortal regrouped.

The middle of the blade rested underneath the girl's chin. Nikoleta was the victor and by the rules of the Game, Brigid's head was hers to claim!

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: Brigid felt the blade at her neck as she tried to scramble up on her hands and knees. She gave a sob of defeat as she looked up through teary vision ::

"DO IT!!!" she cried in anguish.

"DO IT!!!!!!!!!"

[Nikoleta]

Cold eyes stared down at the loser, but Nikoleta only forced the girl to raise her head up further with a nudge of the blade.

"DO IT!!!" Brigid screamed and it made the older woman's mind race back to a time when she heard her student scream like that. It was so many centuries ago ...

She was sleeping soundly in the next room across from Brigid's. Her newest student had only been training for three days and had taken to her broadsword quite well. Brigid had chosen a weapon similar to Nikoleta's, but it was not quite as heavy or long. The girl didn't have the strength to wield a hand and half broadsword. At least not yet.

Nikoleta was awoken with a piercing scream that made her jolt upright in bed. It was Brigid. The nightmares were worse then the previous nights. She quickly robed and went to Brigid's side, taking her into her arms. Brigid was startled momentarily but quickly found comfort within her Mentor's arms. She sobbed violently as Nikoleta rocked her gently. Eventually, Brigid had cried herself to sleep again and without wanting to risk waking her, Nikoleta had laid down with her on the bed.

That night, Brigid slept all the way through with no nightmares.

The next day, Nikoleta promised to protect Brigid for as long as she lived and the two of them were inseparable until Brigid took her first head 50 years later...

"DO IT!!!!!!!"

She was brought back to reality and tightened her grip on the Hanzo sword. The rules of the Game must be followed. Brigid's heads was hers to claim and it was for the greater good that she die. All her chances had been squandered and she never learned from her past mistakes. No matter how much she still loved Brigid, it was for the best...

"There can only be one," she said, her voice breaking, which was out of character. Normally when she said that, there was conviction in her voice, showing the loser who was their superior. Today it was with resignation and sadness.

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: Brigid closed her eyes, a tear rolling down her cheek. Her final thought was of Nara before the tear hit the ground ::

[Nikoleta]

Nikoleta couldn't begin to guess what was going on in Brigid's head as she raised the Hanzo sword above her own. She saw the tear right as she brought the blade down ...

... but that wasn't what stayed her hand. The Hanzo stopped short of cleaving off its owners head. Nikoleta was on the verge of loosing it. Tears were rolling down her cheeks no matter how hard she fought against it. "I can't do it ..."

She tossed the blade away, her hands shaking. This was the first time she didn't follow through when she won a duel. Everyone always fell before her!

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: Brigid crumbled, burying her face in the dirt as she gave a long wail ::

[Nikoleta]

Hearing Brigid cry finally broke the last of Nikoleta's defenses. "Brigid!"

She went to her knees sobbing and grabbed Brigid within her arms. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!!!"

[Brigid Cassidy]

:: Brigid passed out, overwhelmed from fright and grief, and lay unconcious in her Mother's arms ::

[Nikoleta]

She sniffed back tears and allowed herself a moment's peace with her daughter, stroking her hair softly and wiping away tears of grief like centuries long past. Nikoleta would relish this moment for all eternity and wished she could remain like this, but the sounds of battle would have alerted the authorities.

The ancient Greek sheathed both weapons and strapped them to her back before lifting Brigid into her arms. Nikoleta would take her back to her penthouse to rest and heal and maybe Brigid could find it in her heart to forgive her ...