Day 82 - Bounce Story

Bounce Story

Matthew Ryan Fischer

 “Bounce!”

Kayla waved her hand and Avi flew through the air and slammed against the wall.  Avi let out a long groan.  Something inside him felt like it had just broken.  Not good, he thought. Kayla was good, she was strong and Avi was probably already in over his head.  A broken rib or two would be bad, something worse, well, that would be worse for sure.  He needed a moment to get away, to clear his head and refocus. Kayla did not let up.

“Bounce!”

Avi flew through the air and smashed against the other wall.

“Bounce!”

Avi was raised up and his back cracked against the ceiling.  For a moment he just stayed in place, looking down at the tile floor below.  Avi thought he was going to be sick.

Kayla stood below, looking up, smiling that sadistic grin that she always got when she was winning.  She loved the look of fear in her opponent’s eyes, the taste of victory she got when she could see they were near defeat, nearly broken.  She twirled her finger, slowly raising her hand in an upwards motion.

Above Avi began to spin around, his body following the motions of Kayla’s finger.  He was being pushed higher and higher into the ceiling.  This was going to get really bad, he thought.  There was no way his spine was going to survive being drilled into the ceiling.

Avi pushed with all his might, trying to fight back.  He was having trouble staying conscious.  He was bruised and bleeding and it felt like his back was about to break at any moment.

He let out a gasp of air and below a powerful gust knocked Kayla back.  Her concentration was broken long enough and Avi came crashing to the ground.  Avi quickly stood and tried to get his bearings straight.  He saw Kayla standing and threw his hands forward and a blast of energy knocked her back. 

She chuckled at him.  “Is that your best?”

Kayla grabbed out at the air in front of her and made a pulling motion like she was tugging a rope towards her.  Avi lurched forward. 

“How much do you really know?” Kayla taunted.

He fought, but inch by painful inch she was winning.

“Not enough, apparently,” she continued.

She was stronger.  She was always stronger.  Avi was only strong when his twin sister was near.  That annoyed him to no end.

Avi planted his feet in the ground and tried to force his way to a standstill.  The tile and floor just began to shatter.  He reached out and tried to anchor himself in the walls.  The plaster just tore.

Inch by inch he was dragged closer.

Avi looked at the ceiling.  He struggled with all his might.  But nothing happened.

Then the ceiling collapsed on her.

Avi let out a sigh.  For a moment he thought he won.

Then Kayla pushed the pile off her and pulled Avi towards her.  She made a motion in the air and all the rubble circled and then came crashing down on Avi.  He was knocked out.

Kayla swept the rubble aside by making a sweeping motion in the air.  She moved her hands like a hook and lifted his body up.  She walked away keeping her fingers hooked and began to drag Avi away with her.

Suddenly Kayla was sent flying through the air.  She crashed through the wall and into the next room.

Savi was in the doorway, strong and powerful, standing in a golfer stance as if she had just completed swinging a golf club.

Savi looked at the hole in the wall proudly and said to herself “bounce, bitch!”