Keepers of Hope (Original Group Story)

Chapter 2

Samantha Louise Davis

"David!" I shouted to my older brother. "C'mon! You said you were gonna come train today!"

"Just a sec, Sammy," he murmured, beads of sweat coming down his forehead as he punched the large sack in front of him. "I'm in the middle of something right now."

I smiled. "Alright, David. Though you sure you're not just scared of training with your little sister?"

"Sam..." he said through gritted teeth, "I'm doing something right now. It's important y'know..."

"Oh, alright, I understand," I grinned. "I'll just go train with cousin Kurt instead. It's fine."

David suddenly stopped punching the huge sack and looked over at me. "Wait, wait, wait. Hold up, there. I can train with you, anytime. Just don't, don't train with Kurt."

I laughed. David and cousin Kurt are like, rivals. They always enter the same fighting competitions, and when they tie...things are not happy in the Davis family.

David set down his boxing gloves on the stool next to him. "So what were you thinking of, Sam?" he asked, looking up at me and stretching his arms.

"Ah, well, you know Dad was saying I just need to work on the reflexes a bit and that's all really...maybe some exercises too if we have the time," I replied, looking at my watch.

"Sure," David grinned. "C'mon, Sam, let's go outside, out of the garage. Oh, and Dad got some new equipment. The gym's been a big success, that's what he says."

"Great, Dave," I smiled. "Dad must be really happy about that. Now come on, let's go."

So we left the garage, closed the door and went out to the garden. David picked up one of the poles and swished it around.

"Ready, Sam?" he asked, taking off his hoodie and thrusting it to the ground to reveal a black vest.

I nodded. "Yup."

"Great," David replied, smiling, "so let's begin, then."

He brought the pole go straight for my chest, and I quickly stepped to the side, avoiding the pole.

"Nice," said David, then swinging the pole sideways from his left. I jumped, just dodging it.

He put the pole by his side again. "Alright. I think you could do better though, Sam."

As David said that last word, he brought the pole swinging up, and as quick as I could, which is pretty fast, I leapt to the side again.

"Better!" David grinned. "Keep this up, Sam, and you'll have a title!"

It went on like that for a while, my dodging, and ducking getting better by the minute. After about a half an hour though, David put up his hand and spoke, "Alright, water break, Sam. You've been doing great."

I nodded and started for the back door. As I pulled the handle though, a blinding light surrounded me, and I was gone.







After a second or two, I realised that I was far from home. The place the light had taken me seemed to be some sort of tropical island or something.

I could hear birds, ones I'd never heard before hooting, there was sand everywhere and there were trees around me that I couldn't really recognise.

I stood up and decided I would explore a bit. There had to be something here. I began walking, looking all around as I went.

Little did I know, this was because of fate, and a long journey ahead was just beginning.....

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