Sam looked up and realised only 40 seconds had past. Rae was in what looked like a wrestling match. Edward seemed to be in control of his fight as he pushed his opponent to the floor in a half nelson and Paul was out for the count with Anderson standing over him like Conan the barbarian. She was really starting to dislike that guy.

  In the end Rae managed to over come her opponent, but she was red faced and breathing heavily. Sam was relieved to see Paul was up and ready for his next bout. It seemed the healer was good at his job at least. Edward after winning his match fairly comfortably was standing ready for his next fight. Which when she looked was going to be Anderson. She grimaced and hoped he would fare better than Paul.

  Sam looked at her next opponent. This time it was a boy about two inches taller than her and with a confident smirk on his face. Sam felt her rage intensify and power filled her muscles. Well lets see if he's still smirking when I'm done with him. She thought to herself.

  This time Sam was ready when Troll called it and she saw her opponent charge her. It seemed to her as Sam connected to her essence that he was running in slow motion and she dodged to one side an inch to avoid his blow and drove her fist into his stomach, then kneed him in the head as he bent forward from the blow. The boys nose was crushed against his face and blood sprayed everywhere! Sam stepped back as the boy crumpled to the floor. She looked at Troll with a look of apology as he called a medic, when upon realising who it was the medic gave Sam a sideways glance of unease.

  Sam checked the clock. 30 seconds. Hmm.. well getting quicker. She checked on Rae who was face down on the floor. Sam's previous opponent smiling grimly at her victory as she pushed Rae down.

  Paul was fighting tooth and nail against his opponent. Sam couldn't tell who would win that, but they would both know they had been in a fight afterward she thought. Finally she looked over to Edward to see Anderson pound his face into the ground. Sam felt her rage boiling and had to force herself from going over there and flattening the bastard.

  Sam felt Trolls eyes on her as she glared at Anderson and he glared back at her as he licked the blood off his knuckles and grinned. She felt her skin warm up and her muscles tighten. Her rage was filling her with strength, she just wanted to punch him, just once!

  Sam backed off and sucked in air trying to calm down as Troll approached her. He breathed in deep and looked at her. He saw her rage and smiled thinly. He growled softly. “You think you can take him?”

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  Sam looked at Troll and her eyes flared with anticipation and snarled. “Just give me a chance Sergeant that guy needs to be taken down a peg or two.” He nodded briefly, then growled. “Don't hold back. He's unbeaten, no one has even come close. He thinks he's invincible. Show him different.” Sam's rage blossomed at the thought and she growled back. “You got it Sarge! I er, Sergeant Tull.” She saw a glint anger in his eyes, then he nodded and was gone.

  Sam stared at the behemoth in front of her as he smirked at the little girl in front of him. Sam's rage tapped into her essence and she felt the world around her slow to a crawl as Troll call it.

  Sam saw Anderson's face, beaming with anticipation of his glorious victory over The special one charged in.

  He leapt up and came thundering down on top of her. Or at least on top of where she had been. Sam saw clearly what he was planning. So when he leapt she stepped aside and as he landed she kicked out with all her might at the back of his knee and punched him in the back of the neck as he fell backwards.

  Anderson crashed to the ground, spun around, anger filling his eyes. But it was a mere glimmer of rage against Sam's blisteringly unstoppable volcano of fury. She leapt towards him, her fist smashed down into his mouth and she felt teeth shatter under the blow. As Anderson staggered back Sam kicked out and her foot found his groin and hammered into it, crushing his pelvis.

  Oh that felt magnificent! She saw a look of utter incomprehension and blossoming agony on Anderson's bloody face as he tried and failed to get up. That left him vulnerable to attack again so she spun a round house kick into his head. The giant of a man's head flew back, as it did she kicked him in the side and felt a satisfying crack! As several of his ribs broke.

  She bent down and lifted the giant off the floor and spun around throwing him across the base with everything she had. Tossing out the garbage. He flew at least ten metres across the floor and lay in an unmoving heap against one of the supporting iron pillars. But Sam wasn't finished she wanted that fucking piece of shit dead.

  Visions of Rae squirming away from his glare, seeing Paul laid flat and seeing her Edward's face being pummeled into the ground! She raced forward eager to punish the scumbag some more but felt something holding her back. Sam spun, kicking out. Swinging her fist up as she saw more opposition and gave Troll a haymaker punch to the jaw. Then turned back to her victim as the Sergeant crumpled to the floor, only to see Rae standing arms out in front of her with a pleading look on her face.

  “Wh- what?” She felt her fury pushing her to fight anything. Everything! she could beat them all. C'mon!! one at a time or all at once! but Rae... Rae was her friend, her conscience. She felt her rage sputter and disconnect from her essence as Rae stroked her arm placatingly. Her voice soothing.

  "It's OK Sam. You won! He's out for the count. You beat him. Everyone's fine. The fighting's over. you won.”

  Sam shook her head. “I won?” Rae smiled. “Yeah sweety you definitely did that.” Sam looked around and saw 3 defence force personnel and Troll laying unconscious on the floor... oh boy... was she in for it now. She glanced at Rae.

  “Did I..?” Rae grimaced. “Yeah kinda...” Sam put her hand over her face and rubbed her eyes, she really needed to learn control.