Chapter 16 - Training Day Cont'd

After throwing gloves at my head my father and I make our way into the sparring ring. I've always naturally had fast reflexes. You can now give the credit that to my werewolf side. Watching my dad I can tell he's 100% ready to unleash all kinds of hell on me. He's circling me like I'm prey. He throws a surprise punch! I dodge it with ease. He starts throwing punch after punch. I dodge most with ease but he starts moving faster. Is this werewolf speed? The punches get harder and harder to block and dodge. Just when I think he's going to throw another punch, a surprise kick comes at me in a blink if an eye and connects to the side of my body. It knocks the wind out of me and I fall to the mat gasping for air. "Dahlia! are you okay!" my dad yells. "I only went faster because you were doing so well and catching on so quickly, I didn't mean to hurt you!" my dad cries out. As I'm hunched over on my knees grabbing my side, I can feel a burning rage begin to boil. My dad must sense what's going on because he starts to back away. "Dahlia, your eyes are Crimson again" he says with fear in his voice. "Dad, what's happening?" "I don't know sweetheart" he replied. I can feel that I've lost control of my body. A huge growl shakes the gym. "Raven Star, what's happening". "Raven Star has allowed me to gain access. I am Raven blood!" the booming wolf spirit replied. "Ethan, how dare you hurt my Luna!". The wolf spirit has full control over my body, I can't even talk. "Dahlia?!" my dad asks. "Wrong, I am Raven Blood and I've come to defend my Luna, for we have made a vow to lend strength and protect her, she is precious to us!". My body is moving at what seems light speed, throwing vicious attacks on my father. Raven Blood, even in spirit form is much more powerful. I can see my dad take hit after hit. My internal pleas for him to stop go no where. I see my dad bloody and bruised laying on the floor. He sticks his hands up to further plead his case. "Alpha Raven Blood!" my dad yells. My body stops to take in the scene. "You may speak!" Raven Blood booms with a snarl. "Dahila, is my daughter, as her father it is my duty to help her become ready for what lies ahead" he can barely manage. "I see, your training caused her to send distress signal to the ancestral plains and I answered the call" Raven Blood answers. "She was learning everything so quickly, I ended up catching her off guard which have must hurt her" my dad replied. "I'm, I'm sorry for causing you pain Ethan. You have been entrusted with her well-being, please continue to help her get strong faithful Beta" Raven Blood says. What seemed a brief second all the rage and power left my body which sent me to my hands and knees. Staring at my dad he says "Your eyes have returned to normal " he said with reassurance. I ran to my dad and was sobbing. "I'm so sorry dad". "Honey it's not your fault, we knew this would be tricky" he said with a smile. Not even 10 minutes went by and my dad seemed completely healed of all his injuries. "All better, who's up for a jog" he said with a grin. "You're unbelievable dad" I say with a teary eyed smile. I have no idea how either of us managed but we did 10 laps around the court. We both look like we barely survived a war. Neither of us had a change of clothes, so we had to go home without showers and a new change of clothes. Mom is going to kill both of us. Our clothes are torn and bloodied. That was one hell of a training day! I'm exhausted, we begin to make our way back home, laughing and joking around. I know dad's fine now but that could have been catastrophic. I haven't even shifted yet and I'm already this powerful. I hope I have more control when I make my 1st shift. We make our way into our wing of the mansion. We can hear the storm revving up to lay waste the our Island. Without the protection spell it could be in ruins. The spell acts as a shield as well. I never knew magic existed let alone could do so many wonderful things. We finally reach the corridors that lead to the main kitchen. We open the doors and mom stops dead in her tracks. "What the hell did you do to each other!" she says on the verge of nervous break down. She runs over to us and lunches my dad in the arm. "You said you were going to take it easy, what the hell is this?!" my mom yelled. "Ouch!" My father replied. "By the way your both late!" She fumed. "Training took an unexpected turn mom" I reply. Raising an eyebrow mom stares at us with suspicion. "Well out with it!" she yelled. My father grabs an apple and gestures for my mom to sit down. I follow suit and grab a juice and apple and sit down as my father tells the tale. As my dad tells my mom what happens, and how training triggered an ancestral response, she looks mortified. He continues to tell her how he managed to come out alive and soothe the wolf spirit, tears just flood my mother eyes. I didn't notice myself, but I was also crying watching the fear and horror my mother displayed. I don't want anyone to be afraid of me. "This really scares me" Emma finally said. "It scares me too mom. It makes me not want to shift" I said. "You can't control that honey, everything is just so uncertain for when you shift it, the uncertainty plays on fears" my mother said. "Don't you think I know that!" I yelled. "I'm the one that has to go through it!". With the feeling of not having my mother's support and reassurance; it's earth shattering for me and I run to my room and lock the door behind me. "So much for a smooth training day!" I spat. I decide to take a shower and wipe away the hell of the day. I had some of mine and some of dad's blood on me. The hot water feels so good and eases the muscle pain from the events of the gym. I stayed in the shower for easily 30 minutes before I notice I'm a walking prune and decide to get out. I go to the closet and throw on an oversized shirt and sweats. Today was hard and dad promises it will get harder. I don't know if I can do it. We're running out of time. With a wandering mind I walk over to the oversized Bay window and curled up with a blanket. I stare at the storm outside; the lightning strikes look like there going off to Beethoven's symphony No. 5. When staring outside, I get a real ominous feeling. I didn't even realize how exhausted I was and drifted off to sleep.