Chapter 1- healing.
SLAM!
"Again."
BASH!
"Again."
'If he says again one more time…' Slowly, he picked himself up off the floor, it's been a while since he had spared with the old man. But he knows he could have taken him down by now. Garou knows he could, he can, but not at the moment. His body has been through hell and back and he was still battling out of it. Still, his pride wouldn't let him just sit there and let the old man get the better of him. He rose once more, took his stance and prepared for the attack.
Silverfang on the other hand has never been happier. To have his star pupil back was one thing, but to have one who lost his way return was a far greater reward.
Than and knocking him on his ass a few times didn't hurt either.
Garou waited for his moment, perhaps this time Bang will slip up, one mistake was all he needed to win the fight. Just one. The two stood at odds, either one moving letting alone making a single flinch. Impatient and hungry for a victory. Garou decided to take matters into his own hands. He made the first move, this time he connected with a hit, their arms locked, and yet, Garou felt them resist his call to strike. Instead, Bang was the first to connect and hit him square in the stomach.
He dropped to his knees. Garou struggled to breathe for a moment until he regain his composure. Bang was satisfied and reached down to help his pupil back up. But the hand was refused. "I can still stand." Garou growled through his teeth.
"Yes, you can, but know when it is okay to accept help for yourself. That wasn't that hard you know. And I know you are still healing."
It was a long three months. Three agonizing months since it all took place. Garou on his path to becoming a monster, only to be stopped by a being he never knew existed in the world. Someone who he could never figure out, over come let alone understand. Saitama. The power that man possessed was something he always wanted but never could achieve. It was Saitama who could have ended his life that day. When the other heroes were calling for his death, Saitama refused and spared his life. One with such power could do whatever he pleased with it. Why was this man so much different than him?
Slowly, Garou stood up off the floor of his sensi's dojo. His legs a little shaky, but manageable. "The monster effect on your really took its toll, didn't it?" asked Bang.
"I rather not talk about it." Muttered Garou. "I won't be long until I am strong again, and I won't hit the ground anymore!"
Bang smiled. "I look forward to the day where you challenge me and bring the best out in both of us."
As Garou limped away, the smile on Bang's face faded. There was still something not quite right about his pupil and yet, he couldn't put his finger on it. Child Emperor did a full scan of Garou and declared that the monster transformation was no longer in progress and even helped regress Garou back to his human state. But Bang knew his pupil well, too well. Three months was more than enough time to recover from his ordeal. Garou would be back to normal strength in a matter of weeks if he slept well and ate his fill of food. But three months, that was too long in his mind.
Not to mention the spot Bang keeps striking when they spar. Right in his stomach, one blow brought Garou to his knees and he wouldn't get up. There was something about that spot that made Bang realize there was more to Garou's recovery than meets the eye.
