| Eternal Love |
| Michael and Nikita entered the room. Emotions under control, blank stares in place, both in machine mode. “You remember us” Nikita asked. Flavia frowned. “Unfortunatley” she replied. Michael circled her like prey, “Unfortunatley?” he asked. “The rest of your training will be done with us” Nikita explained. “If you shape up you just might make it to evaluation. If not, then you’ll be cancelled. I must warn you, Michael and I are tough trainers but its only because we know what it takes to survive this place. Any questions?” “Yea. What happened to his voice” Flavia joked. Nikita’s blank stare remained intact but inside she really wanted to laugh at that one. “Let’s go” she said and followed Michael out of the room. They entered the martial arts area where all new recruits were trained. “You will not be joining the class here” Nikita said to Flavia’s surprise. “Where will I be learning?” she asked curiously. “From Michael and myself. We are the best at what we do and feel you would learn more from one on one combat from us” Niktia explained. “We will give you a demonstration of what you will be able to do when your training is complete” Nikita said as she and Michael entered the floor. The audience of new recruits followed over to where they were at. They all knew of Michael and Nikita’s reputation as the best in the section and wanted to see just how good they were. The martial arts instructor smiled…Michael had been his only pupil that had taken him down. The recruits could learn a lot from these two ops. Niktia started as the agressor going for a punch into the hip which Michael disabled easily trying to kick her feet out from under her unsuccessfully. They both smiled. They were as one. A rash set of hand movements followed with Michael finally getting a punch in just ah her stomach forcing Nikita to retreat back a little. She moved into the space with a 180 degree circled kick which was blocked by michael. This distracted him which had been her plan and so she flipped his feet out from under him. Nikita was quickly on top of him in a death hold. “A little more pressure and it would instantly kill any victim” Nikita annonced. “mmmm….wouldn’t I love to be on top of him” a recruit said outloud to another female recruit. Though it was whispered Nikita’s highly trained ears picked it up and decided to teach the recruit a lesson. With Michael still in the death hold she turned it into a caress of his chest and leaned down to kiss him deeply and passionatley. The kiss seemed to go on forever before Michael flipped her over onto her back his hands running over her body before he released her lips. “Enough for now?” he asked with a small smile. “Michael” she pouted. “I want more” “Later” he promised and held his hand to help her to her feet. The martial arts instructor shook his head. ‘Those 2 had more fire and love between them than romeo and juliet” he chuckled to himself. The female recruit who had made the comment glared at Nikita as if to say ‘I challenge you. May the best woman win’ “Now lets start with some easy kicks ok flavia?” Nikita asked as Michael left to go do some paperwork. Flavia nodded her head in consent and they began. |
| Part 15 |