Apocalypsis: Book 2 (Warpaint) by Elle Casey Read Free Book Online

laughing a little bit, a big smile on his face along with a look of confusion.
    “Attack me.  Come at me.  I need to demonstrate something to the girls.”
    “But I don’t want to hurt you, Bryn.”
    “It’s not a real attack, first of all, and second, you couldn’t hurt me if you tried.  Now come on. Just play-attack me.”
    “I could hurt you if I really wanted to,” said Bodo, his smile disappearing to be replaced by a cocky expression.
    “No.  You couldn’t.  We’ve already established that several times over.  Now get over here and attack me.”
    He thought he was going to fool me by first talking me to death and then following it up with some crazy sneak attack, but I was totally ready for him, since he’s about as sneaky as a bull in a china shop.  I think I knew what he was going to do before he even did, his thought process was so obvious.  He spouted some more nonsense and then suddenly came charging at me, planning to put me into a bear hug.
    I met him halfway, jumping to the side, slamming his arm down at the wrist, and reaching up to gouge him in the eyes.  I did it gently - not enough to hurt him seriously, but enough to temporarily blind him.
    “Aaaaahhh!” he yelled, his forward momentum still carrying him a few steps, but haltingly since he was unable to see.  “My eyess!”  He stopped and put his hands up to his face, bending over slightly.
    “Now that you have your attacker blinded.  Your next move is to finish him.”  I walked over swiftly and heard Bodo say, “Finish him?” in a weak, confused voice, just before I kicked him behind the knee to drop him down and then drove three knee thrusts up into his chest.  I sent him to the ground with a hammer strike to the upper back.
    He laid motionless on the ground, but I think it was more for effect than anything.  I hadn’t really hit him hard at all.
    The girls didn’t seem to notice that I held back a little, though.  They just stood there, looking stunned.  Even Coli.
    “Holy shit, did you see that?” asked one of the girls.
    “She blinded him,” said another.
    “Man, you aren’t messing around,” said Coli.  “I thought you liked that guy.”
    “I do.  But this is war, girls.  If someone attacks you, anything goes.  I didn’t get to show you the nut crusher this time, but we’ll do that in our next session.”
    “No,” moaned Bodo from the ground.  “No more.  Pleasse.  My nuts are all I haff left.”
    Peter came over and helped him up.
    Bodo’s eyes were watering, and he kept wiping them, talking to me as he walked by.  “Wow.  Dat was very effectiff, dat eye poking thing.  It’s better dan a ball kick dough.  For me, I prefer dis eye thing.  I’ll just do da ball one later.  Anudder day, maybe.”  He limped away, Peter helping him along.
    I could tell he was totally over-acting, and I seriously appreciated what he was helping me do.  Somehow he’d figured out that these girls needed to see me bring down a bigger guy, to show it could be done.  And it was good that I had used my friend and not one of theirs as my crash-test dummy, since it left the whole insider-outsider bias off the table.  Anyone could kick Peter’s butt - even Buster - so he was a terrible choice for an attacker.
    Bodo didn’t realize it, but he had just volunteered himself as my new training partner for the girls’ groups.  I was hoping he would be as thrilled about it as I was.
    I didn’t have any trouble getting the girls into the training session after the guys left.  Before long, I had them eye gouging, nut crushing, palm thrusting, and forward punching; and they were having a ball.  Maybe it was the exercise, maybe it was the teamwork - or maybe it was taking charge and not accepting the victim role anymore.  But whatever it was, it amped up the energy of our group a hundredfold.  I used one last nugget of temptation to push them all the way over to my side.
    “After I get you girls in shape,