Everything seemed tense, nervous. Even the wind that breezed past her.

Nisha sat in meditation under an ancient oak. She was dressed in loose cotton pants and a soft confortable shirt.

She cleared away all of her thoughts, but her sense of reflex and the way she senses things were still up and running. Breathing deeply she tried to bring down her nerves

She was pretty confident in her skills... but she never expected someone to send a note of challange in her locker. Now said person was late.. and she wasnt sure if she was going to show up or not

He grinned high up in the tree, looking down at her. He straightened his hair and laughed to himself, "Now this is going to be a fun one... HEY YOU!!!" he screamed down to get her attention from the top of the high oak, when she looked up he did a back flip out of the tree, doing multiple loops in the air, landing perfectly on his feet and in a crouched position looking at the ground.

She opened her eyes, alert as even. In one fluid move she was up and in position, left hand up in defence, right arm redy for offence.

Her eyes studied him carefully, yet quickly. She was about to berate him for being late shen she paused.There was somthing about him...

that wasnt feminine at all.

"Who are you?" She half asked, half demanded. BOdy still reday

Appearing behind her in a flash, he chuckled. "You're in no place to make demands..." He leaned up against the oak and smirked at her.

She sighed and glanced back at him, bringing her hands down.

"Cant you swee im waiting for someone" she said a little annoyedly. She clenched her hand

"I have no time to waste on people like you"

He chuckled appearing in front of her and grasping her wrist tightly. "Can't you see I'm more important than that person?" he said as he smiled at her and in an instant his smile and his happy expression turned to a dark one. Lifting her up over his head by her wrist, he flung her deeper into the forest.

Nisha bearely registed his movement when she found herself being thrown. She groaned softly as she hit a tree.

"That's going to bruise..." she hissed softly, getting up on her knees. Gently but quickly testing her body she decided that nothing was sprained or broken. She will have a few scratches and bruises, but nothing too bad.

"so you want to play dont you.." she spat out, already i high leart. She pressed her back to the tree to lower he risk of an attack from that angle.

He quickly appeared behind the tree and chuckled leaning up against it. "You think putting your back up against the tree will protect you.... FOOL!" he punched straight through the tree, hitting her hard in the back, leaving a welt, knocking her a little bit away from the tree and on her stomach, causing her to have the wind knocked out of her.

She dropped on her knees, breathing deeply, trying to get her breath back.

His speed is impossible

Even in her state her mind was quickly processing information.

He cant be human

That phrase froze her momentarily. Its the only answer to what was happening to her. The girl... could have been a trick, or could have been captured, but now she's the one in danger.

She got on her feet again, tense and ready to duck at any oncoming blow.

"Who, or what are you?" she called out[/i]

He chuckled and said, "Like I said before..." He appeared next to her, knocking her in the stomach fast and watching her roll over onto his shoulder. "...You're in no position to make demands" He appeared behind her now, holding her by her hair and grinding into her ass. "...I'm your worst nightmare" and with that he let out a sinister laugh.

With a quick twist she elbowed him hard. Biting back the pain she twisted and kicked him off, getting away. The scruchie that was in her hair was now in his hand though, making the now twisted and tangled locks fall to her shoulders.

"And im not even demanding yet: She said softly, still on one knee. There was a slight gasp to her words but she ignored the pain, as she was taught to do in the midst of a fight.

"And my worst nightmare? please. Different races... same cheesy macho lines" She blew a bang out of the way.

He laughed hard at her attempt to hurt or injure him. He chuckled as he appeared in front of her, punching her stomach and pushing her back on the ground. "You'll soon see what I mean... and how I'm different from the rest..." He climbed on top of her, using the strength in his arms and legs to pin her limbs down. He smirked at her and licked her neck. "Mmmm... delicious..."

"and you... my dearest fiend, is utterly disgusting." she hissed snapping back to bite him

He chuckled and snapped back as he sucked on her neck.

With a soft hiss she arched and tried to pull away, Strugglin,g making everything harder for him.

"get.. off me!" She screamed the last word in frustration