Fallen Angels///3

Everyone stood back from the scene developing against the back wall. Some one had called the guys over and they came in running fully dressed in a somewhat similar attire as the girls. There were three guys in khaki, one in red, one in blue, and Carlos stood there in black baggy pants and a cut-off shirt with silver trim... totally hot. Adrian stood about 6 feet away from Carmen, and held her sword up high. Carmen just stood there, in an almost bored position.

In one quick move, Adrian stabbed forward. Carmen moved to the side and with her elbow, hit Adrian on the back, forcing her down. She got up quick and within seconds, a massive sword battle had begun. Left, right, left, right... again and again and again. Carmen hopped up on a bench and looked down at Adrian, panting slightly. Adrian wasn't breathing hard, not at all... she wasn't even sweating. Carmen stood there amazed for a minute until she noticed that Adrian had come up on the bench with her and tried to strike from behind. Carmen moved and leaped off, landing on one knee. Adrian too jumped off, but gently landed on her feet. She charged again, this time scratching the side of Carmen's cheek. She winced in pain as she felt her red, hot blood flow down her face. She looked up and charged Adrian, who had let her guard down. They began yet another sword fight as Carmen began to force her to the other end of the wall. People began to move out the way hurriedly. Carmen saw this and began to think. She wanted to win, this was vital. Yet, she really didn't want to hurt Adrian. She began to think faster as Adrian's hits became stronger.

Suddenly, Carmen whirled around and behind Mary, who wasn't watching where she was going, being so focused on the match. Carmen pulled her arms behind her back and held her sword against Mary's neck.

Adrian stopped and stood still. "You wouldn't..."

Carmen breathed into Mary's ear, "I have no reason not too..."

Adrian looked at her with squinted eyes, trying to register what was happening. Carmen, being careful with pressure, slowly and lightly ran the blade across her neck, letting a small river of blood sliver down as Mary winced from the pain.

"Okay! You win, just stop already!"

Carmen stopped and smiled as she looked back up at Adrian. She held Mary there for a second longer, convincing everyone that she was indeed, not to be messed with. Softly, she let her go and to her surprise, received one quick, sharp slap to the face.

"Owwww! What was that for?!" Mary began to walk towards the other girls then turned around and pointed to her neck.

"Oh, yeah... sorry about that, I didn't me-"

"You didn't what?!"

Carmen took a step back. "I wasn't going to hurt you seriously..."

"Oh yeah? What happened to 'I have no reason not to', huh, or did you forget already?!"

Her face was turning red now. "Agh, yelling, I hate when they yell..."

The door at the other end opened loudly as the guy who had talked to us earlier held it open and motioned for us to follow. Carmen began for the door.

"Well, I guess that's my cue to leave..." She felt something pull on the back of her shirt as Mary turned her around.

"Wh-what..."

"I'm not gonna forget about this..."

Carmen smirked, "I didn't plan on it."

She was mad, and Carmen wasn't exactly making things better. Mary looked around and stormed out of the room, followed closely by the girls. Carmen shook her head as she followed the guys slowly out of the room.