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Post by bruce on Dec 31, 2006 0:44:24 GMT 1
(It was late at night, 11:30 to be exact. As I walked around the back streets of the town I could feel the constant pitter patter of rain drops pelting my entire body. Wearing a black hoody with the hood over my head, I also had a pair of army cargo pants. As I continued to walk throug the backstreets I had a very determined look on my face.
If anyone had been following me they would know from my movements I was looking for something, searching for something important. Hearing the laughter of a couple of men i quickly turned down that alleyway. Seeing a group of six men who were fairly big i smiled. I had found what I was searching for.
Walking up to the group I said nothing as I stared at the biggest one closest to me. He had quite a few scars on his face and was quite a grizzly looking fellow. Standing there staring at him seemed to piss him off from the reaction he was giving me...perfect)
grizzly man: "hey kid, you better stop staring at me like that or me and my friends will have to kick your ass"
(Saying nothing I continued to stare at the man)
grizzly man: "Thats it kid you brought this upon yourself"
(he said as he took a step forward and threw a hard right cross for my chin. Not moving I took the blow. Falling backwards onto my back I gritted my teeth as a small trail of blood leaked from my mouth. Getting back up I still said nothing as I stared at him)
grizzly man: "fucking kid, thats it your dead"
(He said as he threw another hard hook which hit me in the stomach. Keeling over in pain two of his friends quickly grabbed one of my arms each to hold me up. Raising my head i continued to stare at him. Only to have my vision blurred when my head was sent flying to my right by a hard right hook. Feeling blood trickle down my cheek from a new cut I continued to stare at him.
I was here to test my resolve, to see if I could be the man i knew I was and take the kind of beating my old sensei said i would need to take before i could truly know what kind of a person i was. After a what seemed like the longest five minutes of my life the mans friends let go of my arms causing me to fall flat on my face in a heap.
As they left shaking there heads I propped myself up on the dumpster beside me. Spitting out a tooth that was knocked out I laughed weakly. Even though My face was completely red and bloody from all the cuts the man had made....they could not knock me down and keep me down. Leaning against the dumpster with my eyes closed I sighed as i felt the light pitter patter of the rain pelting my bloody face)
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Post by katsu on Dec 31, 2006 1:54:57 GMT 1
I had been watching from a ways off and looked at the kid through the five minute period that he had the shit beat out of him. I didn’t interfere for I saw the look in his eyes. They were like mine when I was younger. I remembered those eyes and they made an acid engraving upon my mind. This kid was going to be something one of these days and it was going to happen very soon. I knew this for he never stayed down and kept his steel gaze upon the man that kept beating him and beating him until the man couldn’t take his gaze any longer and stopped beating him, walking away shaking his head in utter disbelief.
After he had left, the person was on the ground in a heap of his own blood. Rain started to come down and that was good because I actually wanted to see the face of the man with the steel gaze. This man I wanted to get to know. He was like me in many ways...testing his resolve, but as I did. He is not doing it in a way that will make him successful. If you want to test your resolve, it is not to take a physical beating, but a mental one. If you do not have what it takes in your mind, your body will not follow suit. I looked and smiled and then stood up from my kneeling position and went over to him, grabbing his right arm and hoisted him up onto his feet. I looked at him, smile still on my face and then let go. If he were to fall back down, I would have grabbed him again and held him up.
"I see you are testing yourself. Resolve? If so, then you are just going to hurt yourself and not get anywhere with it. I know this for a fact because this is what I used to do to test myself. How much pain could I take before I break? That isn’t the way to go. If you have a sensei, he would tell you the same thing. To test your resolve isn’t to take a physical beating, but a mental one. How long can your mind last. That is the question that must be answered because at this rate, your body will out last your mind. Without the mind, you won’t get very far and your resolve will break down easily. What do you say we work together and we can get this going the right way? We can still test your pain threshold, but not until your mind is up to speed."
I looked at him, waiting for the inevitable response that I was an idiot and I don’t know what I’m talking about. Maybe this time it wouldn’t end up in a fight to prove that I am in fact right. If it did, I would do exactly what I would normal do. I would beat him, but I wouldn’t stop just because his gaze on my face. I would make it so that he wouldn’t be able to see anything, but the back of his eyelids once they are swollen over his eyes. If he was smart, which doesn’t come that often; he would just listen and not say a word, even to my question.
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Post by bruce on Dec 31, 2006 2:11:17 GMT 1
(As I sat there laughing to myself in my mind, suddenly I felt a strong arm grab me and hosit me up. When the arm released me, My knees wobbled slightly but I held myself up. Holding my chest slightly from the pain i looked up at this new person. He had a type of aura if you will, around him. One that spoke of a person who had seen great battles and survived them all.
Hearing his words I said nothing I did nothing...except stare at him the same way i stared at the grizzly looking man who had just beaten me to a mess of blood. Watching him completely i wondered in my mind, Why? why would this person randomly want to help me. So far here at hircine i had only met one person who was kind to me and that was a girl, someone who hated fighting. This man though looked as if he could conquer and army by himself.
Continuing to stare at him i cleared my throat of the blood so that I could talk)
"before you help me sir, i have two simple questions, what is your name, and why? why help some random kid out?"
(I asked him as I continued to look at him wondering if this was a game or something, it wasn't everyday that someone randomly decided to help you)
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Post by katsu on Dec 31, 2006 4:51:54 GMT 1
I looked and smiled bigger when he called my sir. I couldn’t help myself but give out a little laugh.
"Well first thing, please don’t call me sir. My name is Zaraki Kenpachi and I'm helping you because I used to be like the man who you saw beat the living snot out of you, accept about 100 times worse. I changed and made it so that I could help people instead of hurt them. There isn’t any point to unneeded pain.”
I looked around as I said those words, taking in the surroundings. I wanted to use this place as a mental training ground and it would be a harsh ground, but who knows, he might be like me and be a quick and calculated learner. I just hoped that he could take physical pain too because as soon as I was done with his mental training, I would do some things to him to make him believe that it was a farce that I was in fact helping him. That would be the ultimate test of his resolve. He was trained the way I wanted him to be, then he would be willing to be killed for what he believed in and that would be the right things.
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Post by bruce on Dec 31, 2006 7:00:28 GMT 1
(Hearing his words I bowed my head slightly out of respect)
"it's a pleasure to meet you zaraki kenpachi. I forgot my first name a long time ago, now i go as Gojyo...Gojyo koenig"
(I said as i raised my head. Spitting some blood out onto the ground that was forming in my mouth I smiled.)
"so then....lets get started hmmm?"
(I asked him as I leaned up against the dumpster beside me. I may not have been in the best form for training of mind or body, but That wasn't going to make me quit. I was ready for his tests. If I wasn't then i would die trying. Watching him take in the surroundings I smiled...good then it would mean that we would start momentarily. At least thats what i hoped for at the moment)
ooc: short i know but im exhausted
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Post by katsu on Jan 2, 2007 17:47:33 GMT 1
I looked at him and then pulled out the signature medical kit that I carried with me at all times and then noticed the name that he told me. It wasn’t the first name that got me hooked, but the last name, Koenig. I knew someone by that name, but I had to think hard because it had been a long time since I had seen that person and plus, to make things more complicated, I thought that person was dead. I saw him die with my own eyes. By the time I had recovered, the person would have noticed my sudden launch into the thought process to think this through a bit. I looked at him and then the name came to me. This person looked exactly like the person whom I had in mind, Chris Koenig. I didn’t want to ask him if he was Chris because he said he didn’t remember his first name and I didn’t want to pressure him into trying to remember.
"Sorry for the sudden looks, but I used to know someone by that last name. He’s dead now so I know it wouldn’t be you."
I tried to laugh off the uncertainty, but this man was now in my mind, acid etched. This face and this name would leave me for a long time, but if it were in fact Chris, then he wouldn’t recognize me. I started to think a bit more and then decided that if this were in fact Chris from the dead, then I would test him during this process to test his resolve. I would use things in this training that Chris had seen me use more times than none and if he remembered, then I knew I was right from the start.
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Post by bruce on Jan 2, 2007 20:00:24 GMT 1
(Seeing him pull out the siganture medical kit i smiled slightly but shook my head)
"I respect tha fact that you wish to patch up my wounds before we start....but I would rather start in the state I am in. If that is all right with you....if not then I will submit to you using your medical kit"
(I then noticed the look of interest he was giving me when i gave him my name. the wierd thing was that he didn't give me the look until he found out my last name. Hearing his words i continued to watch him)
"I....I think I had a twin brother zeraki....at least that was what i was told...I don't remember much before a couple of years ago"
(i said my voice etched with uncertainty, could I be this person he said i was, maybe all of my rememberances where just a lie, something made up in my head so i could feel safe...but he said that person was dead so maybe it wasn't)
"hehe it couldn't...be...me"
(I said laughing uncertainly like zeraki had just did, he now had me second guessing everything I had thought was true...I had heard that people could forget there whole past but made up a new one in there minds the way they wanted them to have grown up...could i have done that. i wondered to myself as i closed my eyes trying as hard as i could to think back upon my past and try to remember)
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Post by katsu on Jan 6, 2007 3:27:36 GMT 1
As he said he might have had a twin brother, I started to think harder. Could there have been three brothers and none of them know of the third. Maybe that was why he had no recollection of having another brother and only thinking he did. Someone must have taken this one from birth and did something strange. It would have been recently also because he said he forgot his name. It couldn’t have been amnesia though for it was too inconvenient. This wasn’t something that he was trying to do. He looked the same way I did when I told him that he resembled someone I knew and he gave the same uneasy laugh. I didn’t know what to think now, but I would have to get that aside and start to train him.
When I offered him first aid, he wouldn’t accept it unless I said so. He was familiar with the risks that he was about to take and decided on the one that may get him hurt more than he was. I liked that he had courage, but he was a bit reckless in my mind. I didn’t want to fuel that so I decided that I would let him learn by staying in this hurt position and somewhat heal him along the way. This should be a non-subtle way to tell him that he was pushing too hard at first and to take it slow. I would also switch things up on him a bit, not physically, but mentally. I wanted him to be able to think on his own and be able to read what I would do next.
“Well since it is YOUR body, then ill let you go with how you are now. First things first, we are currently on the ground between two buildings. As you can see, there are fire escapes on either side. I can see just by looking that one of them isn’t very stable. I don’t mean that the other is any more stable, but one is unstable in the manner that you will not fall through the stairs. It is unstable in the manner that it is made, but not how it is attached to the wall. If you can guess which one it is and figure the insecurities of the whole stairwell, I want you to climb up to the top and then go down the unstable one faster than when you went up. This should be easy.”
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