"Come on, I just want to talk...Shelby." I blinked, wondering how the fuck he knew my name. Then I decided it didn't matter, and I attacked him from behind, trying to trip him. But he dodged, and tried to punch me. I sidestepped his fist, and grabbed his wrist, also kicking his crotch. But I didn't earn any reaction from him. So, I flipped him over my back, and pinned him to the ground, not even panting a little bit. "You'll have to try better than that." I teased, scowling. Before I could process what happened next, I was on the ground, looking up at the sky. I rolled to the side quickly, and stood, looking around for the villain. But I didn't see him. Suddenly, a hand was gripping my shoulder. In an instant, I was beyond exhausted, and it felt like I hadn't slept for a full year. My knees buckled, and I was on the verge of blacking out, of being helpless, once again.