Chapter- 2 Knife Lesson
"𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓰𝓵𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵."
~𝓝𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓜𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓪
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• Kate's Pov •
I enter the gym room and find it deserted. Little wonder because it is only 4:30 am. I have the gym all to myself pleased with the thought I started with jump ropes using different styles than moving to burpee-run by squatting down and placing both hands on the floor. Jumping back into a plank position then backing up to hands. Repeating it about 30 times I rest up for 15 seconds before proceeding to the punching bag positioning myself in a boxing stance, throwing hook punches and sidekicks to the bag.
Taking 1 minute rest I grab my knives finally shifting to my favorite part of the workout. I start throwing each knife with force hitting every to the target. Throwing knives being a tree was not my style I prefer to be in motion while throwing.
I immediately stop when I hear someone entering. I already knew it has to be Emily, my little sister. I turn to discover whether I was right and BINGO! Emily was in her workout clothes.
She is my little sister and my responsibility since the day we decided to leave my parents. Oh! By parents I mean my father Leonardo De Luca who killed her wife i.e my mum and god knows how many more people.
"How do you always know? I was so quite to enter this time" giving me a pouty face.
"Morning to you too, love bug. Still that's not quite enough" I smile a little patting her head softly.
"Never enough to fool you, cat" she says pouting adorably.
Yea yea she is the only one who calls me a cat instead of Kate. Agh!! It annoys me when people use cute nicknames on me. I would have slit their tongues off however Emily and Lucas are the only exceptions.
"Okay, you are here early today" I say throwing to knives again to the targets.
"Because its last day of training from you before you leave again" making a sad face.
"Aw sweetie don't worry I will be visiting" I simply smile reassuring her.
"Catty promise?" raising her little finger towards me.
"Catty promise. Now come on let's start your training" tangling my little finger to hers I promised.
"Okies at least teach me how to throw knives today pwease" giving me those puppy dog eyes.
"Fine don't give me those they don't work on me" sighing I grab a knife once again.
"Sure it doesn't" she replies with a sarcastic tone
"Grab a knife and focus on my words now, smarty pants" she nods grabbing a knife as said allowing me to speak further.
"There are many distinct techniques, and none of them are right or wrong - they're virtually different. And some work better than others. No matter which way you decide to throw the blade, the first step is always the same."
She nods carefully listening to each and every word. I continue saying while she follows my next instructions.
"First Step: Find your 'throwing line.' This is the distance from you to your target- usually about five paces.
Second Step: Once you have found your throwing line, take another step backward, and one more step at a 45-degree angle. Stand with your weak shoulder to the target. Place your back foot one step in front of your front foot.
Third Step: Place your index, middle and ring fingers on one side of the end you are holding, and your thumb on the other. Keep the knife horizontal to the target throughout the throw.
Fourth Step: Wind up and take a big step towards your line with your back foot and throw that knife really friggin hard. The extra step lets you pitch that knife like a baseball, with all your humanly might."
I let out a deep breath after I am done explaining her and watching her positioning herself to the target taking step backward doing exactly what I said.
"Timing the release is the hardest part of throwing a knife. Knowing when to let go, and how to let go of the blade, so it spins correctly, flies the right way, and sinks where you want it to is a matter of trial and error."
Gripping her knife in proper way she throws the knife with full force.
HIT!
She hits near the target and continues trying until she finally hit the target. That was the moment her eyes lit up with recognition and her face became suffused with a sudden glow of happiness.
"Buona! We are done for now. Do practice. I want to see you prefect at everything I taught you once I am back." (Good Italian-English)
"Understood" she says keeping the knives in place before moving out.
I wave a bye and once I lost sight of her, I head straight into my room. After a quick cold shower, I put on a black long sleeve top and leather skirt with long boots.
I head downstairs to meet Emily and Lucas before leaving and also breakfast oh my how can I forget my yummy yum pancakes with bacon, syrup and blueberries.
I find Emily and Lucas already settled and eating. I join them having my usual breakfast while talking.
Once we were done eating and everything was set it was time to leave. Seeing off Luc and Emily I head to airport for boarding the plane.
I know boarding plane and me is not my type but I have to even if I can simply buy hell lot of private jets but I can't risk to reveal my true identity to everyone so I have to live normal.
It's takes 3 hours and 45 minutes just to be precise to get to my place in Moscow, Russia. I decide to unpack my stuff and organise it in my room.
I was busy organising when my phone started to ring. I grabbed the phone and saw that Lucas was the one who is calling.
°Phone Conversation°
"You got home?" He asks as soon as I answer my phone.
"I picked up which I can't while I am still in plane" I say as I was about to hung up the phone.
"Smartass what you doing?" He replies immediately, afraid that I would really hung up the phone.
"Unpacking and got disturbed by a call" I say sarcastically.
"Ouch bye sorry for being a disturbance" He reply pretending to be hurt. Guys are such a drama king.
"I am so not up for your drama bye" then I hung up the phone.
°End Call°
Once unpacked, I was ready for a night out at the club Volta that was about few blocks away from my place.
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Okay I tried my best to accurately write how to throw a knife and the workout scene my apologies if I made any mistakes explaining the scene to y'all there.
Anyways next chapter is going to be fun because clubbing! Clubbing means fun, dance, drinks and lot more.. hehe no guys don't apply you dirty mind lol.
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Have a great day/night
Loads of love ❣
Signing off
~A