What The Luck!?

"All together one, two, three, Lets! Go! Sammmy! Use your wind!" Asher counted them off and they all cheered together. This stunned the thin girl who didn't realize Sammy had a full cheering section.

Sammy wanted to smack herself for forgetting her goals. She had been so focused o the regular moves that she hadn't even thought about using her wind to speed her up. "Here I go, I am getting serious now. Please be careful." Sammy warned the thin girl since she was so polite and took a deep breath as she reached out for the wind.

Sammy stepped forward and pulled back a punch. Her fist seemed too far away to hit the thin girl but for some reason the small swirl of wind around them made the thin girl want to retreat more. When Sammy released her breath the wind gusted from behind her and her forward step double in length. Her fist that had been too far was suddenly right in range.

The thing girl reacted perfectly and ducked under it, but the one punch was not all Sammy had going for her. Jane had insisted that she learn a basic heel kick and that's what she was using. The wind had added to her speed with the punch, but the heel kick was at a normal speed.

The difference in speed threw the thin girl off and she wasn't able to get out of her own way. The heel of Sammy's foot landed on the thin girl's crossed arms and sent her for a tumble. She had almost no weight to her and took a hard hit.

"That's it, the match is over!" The staff member ended the match after this hit. They saw that the thin girl was not able to take many hits and deemed it too dangerous.

"Hey, are you alright? I didn't get you too bad right?' Sammy rushed over and held out her hand to the girl.

"I'm fine. I was more surprised. I didn't think you would use wind like that. I am just glad I was able to block your hit. If you hit mus stomach I might be the one at the nurse's office." The thin gurl laughed a little but also showed worry.

"You were so fast to reach that I wasn't sure I would ever get a hit. Those reflexes are nothing to joke about." The thin girl cheered up instantly. She had not expected to be praised by her opponent. But Sammy was already entranced by the thin girl's polite and bubbly attitude.

"Thank you, I really haven't been sure what to do with my new power. I usually don't do well in gym class because of my size. But now I can react way better than anyone else. I have no idea what career fits me now." The girl laughed like it was only a natural part of life. Her positivity had washed away any shyness they had seen before.

Sammy left the middle of the sparring area still talking to the girl making fast friends. The group just let her go do her things since she looked happier than ever. "I have no idea how she has always made friends so easily. I blink and she can know ten new people." Louis had seen this happen his whole life.

"Well, now she is distracted so who is up next?" Art was wondering if he was going to have another match or if Jane was jumping in. Laura didn't look to be anywhere around and everyone knew she was most likely off getting more food.

"I want to face the sp called battle master!"

"Isn't that another kid from the boxing club?" Louis recognized another person from the boxing club posters.

"Do you have ten wins yet?" Asher threw this out there to make sure he kept with the rules that Garnet had set.

"Who cares about that? You faced plenty of people without a set win count." The kid wasn't taking no for an answer. This kind of attitude annoyed Art who wanted to get at an opponent anyways.

"This one is mine. I need to practice what I trained all night. I need the points too." Asher saw a little glint in Arts' eyes. He seemed a little more uneasy and angry than he would normally be. It was clear that the matters with his brother and family were weighing on him heavily today.

"I didn't want to go against you I want the points from the arrogant kid over there." The boxing club member was all wound up and didn't want to take any other opponent than Asher.

"Too bad, you got me. And I am going to put you in the ground." Art reacted with the same ferocity he was facing. He was already in his stance and the slight up and down bounce he had developed with the guidance of the elite home gym system showed his developing foot work.

"Why does it feel like Art is some predator waiting to spring forward right now?" Jackson was drawing the only conclusion that came to his mind.

"Because that s exactly what it was. I know he thinks of Asher as a brother already and having someone call out a brother that has actually treated him like a brother made him angry. Art is going to go all in, make sure you record the best angles, this match will be very good for him to learn from." Jane was already starting the recording on her phone.

Asher headed to the opposite side of the match to get a different angle. 'I hope Art doesn't get too out of hand. He isn't the kind to lose his head.' Asher was worried that the stress would cause Art to become an easy to anger person. If he became a fire cracker waiting to go off then he would always be an easy opponent to beat. It would also spell the end of a super hero career.

"Fine, I will crush his little friends then take him down. It will hurt more that way." The boxing club member started their boxers' bounce. It was a lot different from Arts' movements but enough to signal the staff member to start the match.