Kentz sat restlessly in his straw bed awaiting the eventful day that was sure to come. Looking out the hole in the wall that was made for a window and a means of circulation of cool air, he saw that it was in fact a new moon. The night was sheet of black that covered the entire land. No shadows, no movement, no sound. It was as if the world around him was nervous as well. What did his Kyoukan want to teach him, and why had he decided to pick him? He was the weakest in the set class. All these thoughts raced endlessly through his head as he slowly faded away into the dark of the night.
Kentz awoke later to the sound of the wind blowing. It howled against the hole in the wall, making a slight moaning sound. Finding that it was almost time to go, he tiptoed silently out of bed and carefully made his way out of his room. He had not told his parents that he was having this meeting with his Sensei, and even if he had, he severely doubted that his father would let him. His father took pride in the fact that he was the strongest, and Kentz knew that his father would shut him down to prevent a future threat. That fact in mind, he took great caution in tiptoeing into the living room and past his slothful Dad snoring on the couch.
Finally free of the most dangerous part of his journey, he proceeded to gather the many azaleas around the village, sneezing a few times as the brisk pollen graced his nose. It was quite difficult too. The moonless night gave him very light and it was hard to distinguish the azaleas from the other weeds and flowers that were abound.
darn! I can't see them!" Kentz whispered.
Kentz, relying on luck and a not so reliable eye, picked flowers until he could no longer hold any more. Accomplishing his first task, making sure not to pull up the roots, rushed to the top of the hill where he knew his Kyoukan would be waiting. Arriving on top of the hill, he gazed out at the flat training area that was his daily routine. Barely able to see anything, he cautiously made his way across the field.
"Jinshi Kyoukan? Jinshi Kyoukan?!" he whispered aloud.
"You brought the azaleas?" Master Jin said from behind him.
Kentz nearly fainted as bit of his soul leaked from his mouth. In fright he fell to the ground spilling all the azaleas on top of him.
"KYOUKAN!!" Kentz yelled in anger.
"You could not tell I was here?" Master Jinshi asked sternly.
"How could I? No one could see in this darkness!!" Kentz complained.
It was true. If anything could be seen it was the stars in the sky and that alone. The darkness was so dense that Kentz could not even see his hands in front of him.
"Sometimes you must see without your eyes." Master Jinshi said before he swiped his can under Kentz's feet, causing him to fall on his butt.
"Ow!" Kentz cried out.
"You will never progress unless you learn to see without your eyes." Master Jinshi said as he made his way across the field.
"Pick up the mess and follow." Master Jin said before his voice started to disappear across the dirty training grounds.
"Wait!" Kentz yelled as he felt around for a many azalea's a he could.
When he was almost sure he had all of them, he quickly rose to his feet and followed the sound of his Kyoukan's voice, tripping here and there, having to keep from falling.
As Kentz followed, he noticed the sun beginning to rise. He thought back to how his father would wake up and notice he was not there. But then he also remembered that his mother would be worried as well, he would have to apologize later for not telling her. However, he only worried about how his father would react and how violent he would get. Kentz proceeded across the field, light from the sun having illuminated the grounds to a point where he could see now, to stand in front of his master.
In the old Lucario's hand he held a series of black boxes stacked on top of each other, no bigger than a dictionary. Kentz wondered what his Kyoukan could be planning as he set the flowers at his master's feet. Looking down and now being able to notice what he had picked, he noticed that he had not only secured many Azaleas, but a much of weeds as well. As he looked down he felt the jagged slam of the cane down on his head again.
"For every weed you shall do one-hundred push-ups." Master Jin proclaimed.
"What?! There has to bee at least seven 8 weeds in the bunch!" Kentz shouted in disbelief, as he rubbed the sore spot on his head.
"Then you must know that you have quite a few push-ups to do. You had better get started." Master Jin said as he pulled out a teapot and began to pour some water into its confines.
"I'll die!" Kentz exclaimed in fear.
As Kentz yelled out, he was once again met at the head with a sharp pain.
"You will keep your voice in check when you speak with your Kyoukan. Now begin." Master Jin commanded.
Kentz heaved a cry of frustration as he dropped to the ground and began the long task of pushing his body up and down from the dirt. About an hour passed before Kentz collapsed from exhaustion, his arms feeling like jelly.
I'm done." Kentz panted as he laid his sweaty head in the dirt.
"Good. Now you will do this every day for every weed you bring me. Take the flowers and go replant them in the village." Master Jin commanded before he took his tea cup to his lips.
"All the way back to the village?!" Kentz asked in desperation.
"Every one is to be replanted and watered before you come back, young one." Master Jin said.
"AAAAGH!!" Kentz roared before he picked up the flowers and began to dash back down the very steep hill.
Kentz returned to the village and carefully replanted the flowers, watered them, and made sure to toss any weeds he saw into the compost heap on the way back. Looking over his shoulder, he noticed that his hut was still silent, meaning that his father had not awoken from his dreams and that he was safe to walk past it to make his way back up the hill.
As he reproached his Kyoukan on top of the hill, heaving and panting from the long trip, he fell to his butt and awaited his next instruction.
"THERE! I replanted all the flowers! Now what Jinshi?!" Kentz asked very rudely.
Once again, Kentz was pounded on the head with the wooden cane. Kentz was sure he was going to develop brain damage sooner or later if this kept up.
"You shall respect your Kyoukan, and thus will refer to him as "Master". Do I make myself clear, young one?" Master Jin said, poking the sharp end of his cane against the dirt to emphasize his point.
"Y-yes Master." Kentz responded, not wanting to get smacked again.
"Now what do you see?" Master Jin asked as he held the three black boxes in front of Kentz's face.
Boxes?" Asked Kentz, a bit confused.
"Now what do you see?" Master Jin asked as he gently opened the top box with his withered hand.
Glancing inside, Kentz could see the glimmer of small black rectangles laid side by side. The Black rectangles, made of beautiful black marble, caught the morning sun and reflected it into his adoring eyes.
"They're so pretty. What are they?" Kentz asked in child-like wonder.
"They are called dominoes. They are a creation of the humans of this world and they are used to play a game." Master Jin explained.
"Ohh! Can we play it please?" Kentz asked eagerly.
"Of course we can
After you stack them." Master Jin cut short.
"Stack them?" Kentz asked.
"Stack them." Master Jin repeated.
Looking past the beauty of the small marvels, Kentz noticed that there were quite a few in the box.
"How many are there in the boxes?" Kentz asked, trying to gather information on his new assignment.
"There are a total of one hundred in each box. You will stack them all." Master Jin said bluntly as he turned and began to walk away.
"All of them?! That's impossible! Can't we just play the game?" Kentz asked meekly.
"You will stack the dominoes or you will not receive my training." Master Jin said without even turning Kentz's way.
"But there is no way they will all
" Kentz said as he looked back at the dominoes.
"You will stack dominoes." Master Jin stated.
"Yes. But I don't think that they will all
" Kentz stammered.
"Stack the dominoes." Master Jin interrupted again.
"But if I could
" Kentz tried to reason.
"Dominoes!" Master Jin commanded.
Kentz let out a frustrated grunt, as he knew that there was no way of getting out of this. He decided to focus his frustration into concentration as he began to stack the small black wonders one by one. He stacked and stacked and stacked, but no matter what method he tried the thin tower would always collapse around the seventies. As the tower crashed for an eighth time, Kentz let out a moan and fell onto his back defeated.
"This is pointless. I would have better luck trying to pull a Diglett out of its hole." Kentz said as he brought his hand to his dripping brow.
The sun had come out and it was wearing thin on his body. He had been stacking like crazy since dawn and with no success, he was starting to get restless. So, to ease his frustration he decided to go check up on what his Kyokan was doing. Stepping into the large tent that was tucked into a corner of the hillside, he pulled back a flap and spotted his Master. Master Jin was moving fresh water into the empty teapot using nothing! The water floated in mid-air like a loose kite and gracefully entered the teapot with ease. Kentz looked on in amazement at what he had just seen.
"Why do you not stack dominoes?" Master Jin asked without turning his head.
How did you know that I was here, and how did you do that?" Kentz asked in excited confusion.
"Do what, young one?" Master Jin asked as he ignited the flame under the teapot.
"That thing with "whoosh" and the floating water?!" Kentz responded, excitedly flailing his arms in the air, mimicking the water's movements.
"Dominoes" Master Jin stated as he gently poured the tea into his cup.
"You pulling my chain, aren't you?" Kentz asked in a defeated voice.
"I have no chains." Master Jin responded in a quizzical manner, now being the one who was confused.
Kentz sighed deeply as he sat down on a nearby patch of straw and began to listen to his Master. He sat down and stared intently as the old Lucario in front of him, noticing that the Lucario would always blow on his cup two times before sipping. It was something trivial, but it caught the Riolu's eye as irksome.
"How did you do that?" Kentz asked again, this time putting more emphasis on the "did".
"I used the aura and channeled into a move called Psychic." Master Jin stated before he performed his irregular style of sipping.
"Aura?" echoed Kentz.
"Yes. Young one, you will find that all things have aura. Pokemon, Humans, and even the earth itself emit their own unique aura. A gifted few are able to take hold, mold, and direct the flow of this power for themselves. However, Aura can be good and bad, and being able to determine this difference plays key in the tide of battle." the wise Lucario explained.
"You mean you can use this aura to battle?" Kentz asked inquisitively.
"Yes. And being able to use this power in battle makes the user a very powerful adversary." Master Jin announced.
"TEACH ME!" Kentz blurted out in excitement.
"No." Master Jin said shortly.
"No?" Kentz asked.
"Yes." Master Jin responded.
"Yes!" Kentz celebrated, pumping his fists in the air in misunderstanding.
No." Mater Jin corrected.
"No?!" Kentz asked disappointedly.
"Yes." said Master Jin exhausted at the confusion.
"YES!!" Kentz said excitedly.
"Quit that!" Master Jin commanded.
"Master Jin! Why will you not?" Kentz whined.
"You are not ready for such power, young one." Master Jin said as he sipped his tea once more.
"This much power in the hands of the inexperienced and the clouded of mind would create much havoc." Master Jin said as he lay down on his side.
"The moment you realize that, is the moment we can truly begin your training." Master Jin said before laying down his head.
"Training is over for today. Go home." Master Jin commanded.
"Fine." Kentz said before he left in a huff.
As Kentz left and Master Jin could no longer hear his footsteps leaving, he sat up to watch him go down the hill. He watched the despondent look of his student and the hurt showing on his face. He knew Kentz had to face his own demons before he could truly teach him the ways of the aura.
As Kentz ran back to town, a bit angry about how things had turned out he could hear a distant rumble that echoed into his ear. Picking up his pace, he could hear his father screaming.
"This can't be good." Kentz said in a worried tone as he ran toward his hut.
"You bitch! You burned it again!" Kentz'z father yelled.
"You know I'm not good at making steak!" His mother proclaimed.
"Don't give me that bullshit! You just shut up and make the dinner again!" Screamed Kentz's father as he threw the burnt meat on the floor.
As his dirty foot came down on the singed meat, his fist raised to his head and struck the woman hard on her left cheek, sending her into the wall. The quivering woman then proceeded to pick up the dirty meat with her bare hands and place it in the garbage.
"Don't you ever think you can talk to me like that, you slut! I own you!" cursed the adult male Lucario.
"NO YOU DON'T!!" screamed Kentz standing firm in the doorway.
Kentz held firm in his stance but the look on his face was that of pure fear. His legs trembled under his own weight and sweat dripped from his nervous head. He had burst into the hut to save his mother, but the burst of anger also made him forget about how strong and fearful his father was.
"Y-you can't treat Mom like this Dad! She is a l-living being and more so s-she's your w-wife!" Kentz exclaimed.
"You disrespectful little shit! I will talk to her however I please, and you had better learn your place as well or you will get the same as her!" Kentz's father yelled out, as he kicked his son in the face sending him flying over to his mother.
"You will obey your father and stay out of the way, or I'll beat the fuck out of you here and now!" Kentz's father commanded.
Kentz's father began to walk over, and as Kentz arose from his rough-up, he glanced over at his Mother lying beside him. She was curled up in a ball and had a look of utter terror in her eyes. Upon further inspection he saw many bruises abound her body, and this could only mean that his father had started to beat her even before he had left this morning. Seeing his mother in such a beaten and broken state made something in his mind snap. The person he loved and cared for most in the world was in danger and he had to do something. Picking up the nearest item, it being a bag of flour, he chucked it at his fathers head.
Acting on pure instinct the large Lucario sliced the small bag in half with his Metal Claw. However, this was what Kentz had hoped for. Using the makeshift smokescreen as cover, Kentz ran at his father and focused his fist at his father's gut. Glaring down at him like it was nothing but a tickle, Kentz's father landed a kick that sent Kentz flying into the pile of wood that stood near the fireplace. Pushing the logs off of him, Kentz once again charged at his father with a angry roar. His father anticipated his attack and readied to knock him down once more.
"You will regret ever having the nerve to attack me!" Kentz's father yelled as he began to bring down his fist.
Just as Kentz's father was about to strike him, Kentz put both arms over his head in a high block. Stopping the attack, Kentz grabbed his father's arm, bent it over his shoulder, and flipped his father over onto his back with a loud thud. Both father and son looked at each other in amazement as they tried to figure out what just happened. Looking down at his hands, Kentz stared in awe at what he had just done.
Did I just do that?" Kentz said flabbergasted at his own action.
He had flipped his father, and he did not even know how. Kentz was in a state of shock and mixed emotions. One, he was surprised and happy that he had been able to counter his father's attack. Two, he was confused on how he performed such a feat, and three, he was scared of what wrath he had brought on. Looking back down at his father, he saw a look of pure rage on his face. He had pissed his father off and it was something that could not be talked out. The only thought that came across his little blue head was to run, and run fast. And so he did. He ran out of the hut and started for the wheat fields, hoping that their tall stalks would be able to provide him with a bit of a cover.
"I'm gonna show you respect, boy! EVEN IF I HAVE TO BEAT YOU TO DEATH TO DO SO!!" Kentz's father screamed after his son as he chased him up the steep hill.
Kentz panted as he ran up the hill. He was terrified and he wouldn't be ashamed to admit it right now. The expression that covered his father's face was that of pure and unrelenting fury. Kentz knew that if he didn't run, didn't escape
his father would kill him. So he ran. He ran as fast as his feet could carry him up the steep hill, and what Kentz found weird at the moment, is that it was less of a struggle than usual. He moved faster than any other time up the hill, and he looked back to see his father panting and struggling up the hill.
As he reached the top, it flattened out and he saw the safe haven that was his favorite spot: The wheat fields of the village. He immediately dove into the tall stalks and began to crawl farther into the middle of the field of waving wheat.
"Kentz! You little bastard! You come out of there right now or you are going to wish you had!" screamed his father's voice.
Kentz kept crawling until he figured he was in the middle of the field, and then curled his legs together close to his chest hoping that his father would just give up and go away. But he was wrong. His father appeared before him slicing the wheat stalks in front of him to shreds to reveal his hiding spot. Kentz gasped in fear and quickly began running toward the opposite direction.
"You have pissed me off so much, you little runt! I'm going to break your legs and make SURE you never run from me again." Kentz's father spoke out, now having lost sight of his son again.
Kentz closed his eyes and ran as fast as he could. He didn't care where he would end up, as long as it wasn't in the arms of his father. He ran and ran, tears starting to form in his eyes. He wanted to just leave, to escape and never come back; to leave this cursed life and start anew. But his hopes were dashed when he slammed into the village's perimeter wall. Getting up and patting the wall all over, trying to find some crack, some crevice that he could squeeze through or open up, but it was useless. He looked to the left and right, but saw nothing but wall for miles. He looked up and saw that the wall was far too tall to jump over too. He was trapped.
Kentz cried out in agony, not in physical pain but in emotional. He remembered that this was not a place of hopes and dreams. When you were born into this village your life was sealed. He had fought a losing game since the moment he looked up at the clouds and began to "want". Tears flooded his face as he heard his father step behind him and grab his shoulders to roughly turn him around.
Terrified, Kentz threw off those arms and began to run down the length of the wall. He was pushed down by his father and pressed into the dirt by his father's foot.
"You are shit. You are nothing, and your mother is nothing. You are not even worthy to wash the dirt from my feet and yet you speak out of term to someone who is far bigger, older, and stronger than you will ever be. I should have been a bit more careful when I was banging that whore. It would have been a lot easier to handle one mistake than two." Kentz's father said as he picked Kentz up by his left arm, having him dangle in the air.
"Don't you talk about her like that!!" Kentz screamed as he punched his father across the face with his free fist.
Kentz's father spat in Kentz's face as he threw him to the ground. Kentz landed hard skidding a bit in the dirt before he came to a stop. Blood dripping from his nose, dirt and bruises coving his body, Kentz couldn't take much more.
"Since you are my spawn, I will make you a rare and fortunate deal. I will spare you the beating of a lifetime, and even your mother, if you answer to me for the rest of your life. You renounce this ludicrous rebel-like life and serve me hand and foot. You will address me "sir" and you will obey my every word without question." Kent's father said with a bit of a smirk on his face.
Kentz had enough energy to pull his head off of the ground and answer his father's deal. Spitting a bit of blood out of his mouth he staggered to his tired feet and faced his father.
" I will NEVER address you as "sir". "Sir" is how you refer to someone you have respect for, and not once in my life have I ever had respect for you!" Kentz said sternly.
Kentz's father then became enraged at him for his defiance and began to charge at him. Kentz closed his eyes and cringed, preparing for the hurt that was about to come his way. He knew that there was no escape, and that this assault would probably killed him, but at least he didn't lose to his father's will. All he could do now was cry
cry and wait.
Just as his father was about to make contact with his Metal Claw, a huge explosion blew in from the other side of the wall, creating a gaping hole and blowing away Kentz's father into the wheat field. Kentz stood both motionless and speechless at the sight before him. As the dust settled and the noise of the falling wall stones calmed, a figure stood in the middle of the hole. The light cast off his back and created a silhouette of a teenage boy with his fists on his hips.
"EXTREME!! I told you that there was something on the other side, buddy! Now that I got that wall out of the way, let's go exploring!" Tyler said gleefully as a Pikachu jumped up on his shoulder.
"Yeah!" cheered Matt, as he pumped his small fist into the air.