I hate that guy.

The guy who trained me.... who took me away from my family before I even really got a chance to know them.... the guy who.... who....

I know I said I wanted to be strong.

But I didn't want to look like a freak in the process!!!

Dumbass.

Did I bring this on myself? Stronger.... I want to be stronger.... It's all I thought about back then, even while I sniffled after his harsh training and thought about running away (though I never figured out how to -- hey, I didn't have wings back then and just jumping off floating giant rocks in the sky ain't a good way to get back home unless you've got a suicide wish). I wanted to show my pops and all his.... all his _real_ kids my gratidude for takin' in some nobody. I'd show 'em that I could bring honor to the Ki name too! I'd become a sennin and get super strong and kick anyone's asses who even tried to lay a finger on my old man!

Least.... that's what I wanted to do....

I did get stronger. By a lot. I'm not some snot nosed brat anymore, ya know. I'm Raishinshi-sama! I'm feared and respected! I can take down anyone (well almost)!

But.... it's still not good enough.

I never got to say 'bye' to the old man. I never even got a chance to thank him! Just one day, it occurs to my 'master' (I use the term loosely when refering to that guy) that oh hey.... Kishou died.

My pops died.

It didn't hit me... well, make me real sad anyways, at first. I was mad first. I was pissed at my stupid master that he didn't tell me sooner and I was pissed that I.... that I never got to see pops again. We weren't close or nothing really, we never had the chance, but I remember his face and how he took me in, when royalty like him definately didn't have to go around adopting crying brats they found. If it weren't for him, I probably would've been dead a long time ago.

I guess the one.... good thing.... that came from his death is I was able to fry my master and go back down to the human world. I hadn't seen it since Taikoubou tricked me (he never _beat_ me, he just got lucky) but it didn't look like it changed a bunch.

I met my eldest bro again though. We'd seen each other a little when I was still tiny, but I didn't remember him much. I remember he laughed a lot and liked to play tricks but that was about it really. Heh, I thought he was dad at first. Kind of embarrassing, but they do resemble each other. They're both really great guys.

Strong too....

I'm gonna get stronger. Strong like Hatsu is. Strong enough to face all this crap going on head on. Strong enough to really help out in this stupid Houshin Project.

Strong enough to fry my master tenfold!

You'll see, pops.

I'm gonna make ya proud, one of these days.