Training

[Justice]

Kane stood silently in front of his two children and beamed at them. He truly did care for them a lot since everything had happened and he decided that he needed to teach them skills that would defend them, especially his daughter who was yet to discover her Qi ability. He bowed his head in respect to them and said “well, I guess today’s the day, today you both may start training in the shifting dragon style, the fighting style passed down in our family for hundreds of years. Judging by the way you two have been raised and what your likes are I have decided that,” he turned to his daughter kyoko “you, my speed loving daughter will be trained with the short blade style of combat, where speed and accuracy will be your ally,” he then turned to his son Alex “and you my son will be trained in long blades, where powerful sweeping strikes take down larger opponents and groups of opponents faster than the short blade normally would. You two will balance each other out and protect each other well with these abilities. But this is a decision that you must make yourselves, would you like to learn this fighting style or would you rather not?”

[Kyoko Hikari]

In all honesty, Kyoko found herself highly irritated. Though she stood poised, arms resting at her side as she'd look to the floor. A scuffed converse scratching against the ground as she'd shift her weight from one to the other.

Now, she'd glance to the side, taking in the site of her brother, before glancing up with thick black lashes to watch her father. brushing strands from her face, she'd hide her irritation. She'd been pulled from her sketch time, right in the middle of a perfectly good drawing.

She coughed, glancing down wards again. Strands of black hair pulled into two pigtails, decorated with two red bows, Grey eyes sweeping up wards to find her father's eyes. Red baggy pants hugged her hips, hanging from that thin frame. A baggy sweater hid her upper torso, the sleeves of the black sweater hung from her arms, the cuffs hiding her hands as she stood.

“well, I guess today’s the day, today you both may start training in the shifting dragon style, the fighting style passed down in our family for hundreds of years. Judging by the way you two have been raised and what your likes are I have decided that,”

She bit her lower lip. glancing to the side, eying her brother's profile, wondering what he was thinking at that exact moment.

She felt highly worthless in this situation, as the young female had never trained in fighting before, unlike her younger brother. She sniffled for a moment, rolling her neck upon her shoulders before looking to her father as the older male would shift his eyes to her, and there she stood, her body suddenly stiffening under his prying eyes.

"you, my speed loving daughter will be trained with the short blade style of combat, where speed and accuracy will be your ally,”

Her heart skipped a beat.
Almost fluttering.

Sweet!!!!!!!

she swallowed, giving a small nod to her father.

“and you my son will be trained in long blades, where powerful sweeping strikes take down larger opponents and groups of opponents faster than the short blade normally would."

Kyoko glanced to the side again, to glance at her brother. Jealousy befalling the young female. She'd always had a hint of jealousy for her younger sibling, he had been the strong one, the brave one. And here he'd have the upper advantage, after all, he'd been training for years.


"You two will balance each other out and protect each other well with these abilities. But this is a decision that you must make yourselves, would you like to learn this fighting style or would you rather not?”

Looking to her father as he'd speak, listening to his words. She'd let her eyes fall to the side, her tongue gently rolling upon her lower lip, swallowing.

"....It would be a pleasure."

Returning her father's gaze, nodding her head in respect to wards the taller male.

[Alex]

Alex stood in front of his dad, beside his siter, his hands in his pockets. Moments ago, he was in his room, gently strumming his Fender Telecaster, when he was summoned. He glanced at his sister from the corner of his eye, the way she was shifting from one foot to the other, she was clearly not happy.

Alex once again shifted his attention back to his father, who bowed his head in respect, he returned the bow, whatever it was he had called them for, it was probably very important. He wore a loose black t-shirt, black sweatpants, and a blue zipped up hooded sweatshirt on top. His worn down Converse shoes made light dull thumps as he shifted uneasily. His father finally spoke, which broke the tension in the air.

"Well, I guess today’s the day, today you both may start training in the shifting dragon style, the fighting style passed down in our family for hundreds of years. Judging by the way you two have been raised and what your likes are I have decided that, you, my speed loving daughter will be trained with the short blade style of combat, where speed and accuracy will be your ally,”

Alex smiled slightly, his sister would finally get some training, something that Alex had been doing for almost most of his life. He looked over at her, and saw that she nodded her head, as he turned back to face his father, whose gaze was now centered on him.

"and you my son will be trained in long blades, where powerful sweeping strikes take down larger opponents and groups of opponents faster than the short blade normally would."

Alex stood there, letting his father's words slowly sink in. He nodded his head in acknowledgement, although his face looked calm, inside, he was like a kid in a candy store. Holy moley. It was incredible, and exciting. His training would prove to be helpful, and he wouldn't miss this for the world.

" You two will balance each other out and protect each other well with these abilities. But this is a decision that you must make yourselves, would you like to learn this fighting style or would you rather not?”

" I do want to learn, father." Alex replied, as he bowed his head in respect. " It would be an honour."

[Justice]

“That is good my children, then I guess it is time for us to do the lessons.” he said concealing his excitement at having two pupils of the fighting style. He walked over to the weapons room and unlocked it with his MAC, opening the door. To reveal walls and walls of weapons and two training dummies that were infused with a regeneratory Qi power. Each of the dummies were ready to training and had red Xs all over them.

Kane turned to his daughter and tossed a pair of silver thieves blades in their sheaths at her and then looked to his son and tossed a stainless steel naginata to him. He smiled and said “The one on the left is for Kyoko, and the one on the right is for Alex, try to find as many lethal combos you can or quick stunning combos. Trust me when I say there are thousands for each.” he then stepped back against the wall to watch them figure out a little bit of the style for themselves.

[Alex]

“That is good my children, then I guess it is time for us to do the lessons.”

Alex followed his father, his voice sounded controlled and calm, though Alex could tell his father was just as excited as either of them. His father stopped in front of the weapons room, a room that Alex had never been in before. He opened the door with his MAC, and as Alex stepped in after his father, he could only stare in awe at the amount of weapons that lined the walls. Looking away from the walls, Alex noticed the two dummies with red X's all over them that had been set up, one for each of them. His father tossed a pair of silver thieves blades that were still in their sheaths at his sister, and turning to Alex, tossed a stainless steel naginata at him. Alex caught it with one hand, and began to look over it, it was incredible.

“The one on the left is for Kyoko, and the one on the right is for Alex, try to find as many lethal combos you can or quick stunning combos. Trust me when I say there are thousands for each.”

His father stepped back, leaning against the wall to watch the two of them. Alex nodded quickly, and glancing at his sister, he took his spot, facing the dummy on the right. Griping the naginata tightly in his hands, Alex had a determined look on his face, he would not allow himself to disappoint his father. He dashed at the dummy, and proceeded to land hits on the dummy, using the reach of the naginata to achieve it, while at the same time, maintaining a good distance away. This was only the beginning.

[Kyoko Hikari]

“That is good my children, then I guess it is time for us to do the lessons.”


The young girl fallowed behind her father, and brother. Head downcast upon the floor, only flickering up wards to glance at the dummies as her father would motion to wards them.

and she turned on her heels, to catch a pair of sheathed thieves blades. Gripping them within her hands, looking at them for a moment. she looked over at her brother, as her father would toss him a weapon as well.

“The one on the left is for Kyoko, and the one on the right is for Alex, try to find as many lethal combos you can or quick stunning combos. Trust me when I say there are thousands for each.”

Kyoko slowly would make her way to wards her dummy, eying it for a moment. Her father's words rang in her ears, her tongue gently flicking against her lower lip. Her brother, had began his terror on the dummy, while Kyoko stood before her's, watching her brother.

kyoko didn't know where to begin.

And with her blades in one hand, she swallowed.


lifting her leg to kick the dummy.
In his "nuts"

[Alex]

Alex, all the time he was landing hits on his dummy opponent, managed to steal a quick glance at his sister. She moved slowly towards her dummy, she was unsure of what to do. As he looked at her, she looked over at him, his eyes locking with hers. Although he couldn't say it outloud, his eyes plainly stated what he was thinking.

" You can do it Kyo-chan, just go in with all you got!"

He could tell she was nervous, because the first thing she did showed it. She kicked the dummy in the "nuts", which made him snicker quietly as he turned back to face the dummy. He continued his assault on the dummy, sweat was forming on his face, as one bead ran slowly down his face. He concentrated all his efforts on the dummy, but a small part of his mind was worried for his older sister, he hope she would be fine, having never done any training in her life, ever.

[Justice]

Kane smiled and stepped away from the wall activating a third dummy that would pop up in the center of the three. He looked to his kids and said “ok, it seems we need a different approach. How about you two step back and watch just one series of strikes and tell me what you think the style of combat is all about.” he took the same position as a person using the gentle fist would, and suddenly he was at it.

Using his index and middle finger he jabbed where a red ‘x’ was on the throat. He then shifted to the left, bringing down his left hand on another red x, followed by a third below where the sternum would be. And a fourth in the back of the skull on a hidden x. suddenly the dummy started to convulse and Kane moved quickly from there. He used his left arm to grab the left wrist and right balm to snap the arm at the elbow.

His eyes evaluated the situation on taking down the enemy the fastest so he quickly slammed an index and middle finger into the temples of the dummy, then in the gap between collar bone connections, and finally he spun around and got in in the kidneys. He stood up from his sudden, but greatly slowed down, whirlwind of strikes on the dummy and walked towards the his children. And smiled saying “try something like that but do it with blades.” as he finished his last words the dummy crumpled into pieces, unable to sustain the strain of holding together a Qi power when the body was in shambles.