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A/N: Chapter 3! I ask that people please review and tell me what you think. So next chapter we get to go to New York. Yay! Anywho...

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NyanWolf- I am glad you enjoyed my last chapter. I also have come to appreciate how strong Kai is. It's really touching on this end also.

It had been a few days since I had first woken up. A lot of different people came by to see me. Not that I wanted any sympathy. I already felt bad enough about what happened and everything else.

Of everyone who came to see me, mom was undoubtedly the worst. And it was to be expected. Mom always worries about us. Dad, being the immortal weapon, Hope's training, and just me in general.

Everyday though when I woke up, I prayed everything was just something I had made up. I guessed it would take a lot more time for me to cope with this than anyone thought.

The odd thing was I kept feeling a burning sensation in my leg that wasn't actually there. Miss Kasumi called it Phantom Pain. She said it would go away, there was no way to predict when.

I was reading a book in the infirmary room, I hadn't been allowed to leave yet because Miss Kasumi said I needed to stay where I can be watched for a while longer.

"Kai." A voice made me jump. Dad stood in the doorway. "Have you been getting up much?" He asked a mysterious smile was on his face.

"No." I sigh.

"Then get up." Dad commands. I look at him strangely.

He walks over and picks up the crutches off the wall. I lay down the book and throw off the blankets, looking down at my legs.

I avoided looking at them as much as I could manage. I didn't watch Miss Kasumi change my bandages, I tried not to think about it much either.

I swing my leg over the bed and sit there for a minute. Dad helps me get the crutches positioned under my arms. And then slowly I get up.

It feels funny. But dad just smiles at me.

After a little bit of practicing we leave and walk around the temple.

Not many people are out doing anything much and the ones who politely wave hello and keep on walking, seeking a glance at my hanging pant leg.

"Your mom is going to have to fix up your pants." Dad chuckles as I almost fall from placing the crutch on my pant leg. I don't reply or look up and him.

"Kai you've been acting strange, not yourself. Is something wrong?" Dad asks me again, every day it seemed to be that same thing, he always asked me that.

"I guess I am just adjusting." I say quietly.

"Good," dad smiles as we approach the arena and he pulls a staff off the wall where it was leaning. "Then we can being our training." He nods for me to follow him.

"Training?" I ask skeptically.

Dad simply nods, "adaptive fighting." He takes the staff in his one hand and clicks it on my crutches. "You're going to learn to fight a new way." I barely have time to duck as the staff flies over my head.

"Besides," dad smiles at me. "It will be good for you." I sigh.

Thirty minutes later I had gotten that hang of it a little. I could easily dodge my dad's oncoming attacks, and I was getting the hang of attacking. I quickly maneuvered back as he came on to get me and I balanced on my one leg as I quickly threw one crutch out at him.

Dad allowed it to get past his defenses and it hit him square in the side throwing him on the ground.

He looks up and me as I held on crutch right at his chest.

"I think we can call it a day." He laughs, standing up and watching me. I must have been smiling to because dad's eyes sparkled for a slight moment before it faded away and my smile must have also.

"I'm going to go lay back down." I excuse myself and hurry back inside.

Once I make it back into bed, voices rush into my head.

Why did this happen to me?

What did I do to deserve this?

I could not stop myself from feeling this way, even after what I had just done. I had just gone toe to toe with my dad, The Immortal Weapon of our city.

But he was holding back.

By the time Miss Kasumi came in to check on me an hour later, I had cried myself to sleep once more.

I woke up to Miss Kasumi shaking my shoulder. "It's not good for you to be sleeping all the time." She warned as she help sme sit up.

She sat down on the edge of my bed and rolled up my oversized pant leg. Gently unwrapping my leg. "You should be able to leave soon," she smiled at me. But I refused to meet her eyes.

"Kai." She said. I didn't look up still. "Look at me."

I slowly looked up at her. Her eyes got a little wet as she pulled me in for a hug. "You know you don't have to keep it all locked up inside of you." She gently rubbed my back. "You can talk to me, your dad, your grandfather," she starts listing off, "I don't recommend your mom however." She joked.

I smile at her weakly. "Go ahead." She says, letting me sit back as she got to work.

"I don't know how I feel." I confess quietly.

"Yes you do." She informs me.

"I guess I am just confused and scared." I say quietly.

"Are you having nightmares?" She asks kindly.

"Yes."

"Kai, it's not your fault, what happened. It ours, as in the adults, we should have had someone with you two protecting you." Miss Kasumi gets back to work.

I don't say anything. I can't think of anything to say. "Kai, maybe you need to meditate a little bit, it might help you."

I look up at Miss Kasumi avoiding looking at my leg. I nod pulling up my good leg and holding my fists together at the base of my ribs and after a moment I have escaped to my freedom of my mind.

The white void is peaceful, I look at myself to see I am perfectly fine, nothing ever happened to me to destroy my mental image.

I start walking to nowhere. The white changes into a meadow, with a lone oak tree sitting randomly in the middle. The tree looks more like a bush, however with the twisted breaches.

I walk over and crawl under a branch to enter the middle of the tree that is beautiful. I slowly climb up on t a low branch and lean on the main trunk. A warm breeze washes over me. And it is peaceful. Soon I slowly doze off.

"Hello," a calm voice woke me up from sleeping in the tree.

I look down to see someone who looks like one of the monks but I have never seen him before.

I sit up swinging my legs over the side of the tree branch. "Um, hello." I reply as I jump down. I get a better look at the man standing before me. "Who are you?" I ask slowly.

"That I believe, is not relevant at the moment. I am merely a messenger." He says. He is wearing robes like the Yu-Ti; a title given to a strong warrior who has complete control over his nervous system, and is also the most trained in medicines. But he doesn't wear the mask.

"Are you a Yu-Ti?" I ask him.

He simply chuckles. "Yes I am, I raised your grandfather Wendell Rand." He smiles at me nodding his head.

It must have been evident I was really excited because he chuckled to himself once more before shaking his head. "You do have those all-classic Rand eyes." He comments.

"Thank you, why are you here?" I ask.

"I am here on account of some recent events." He says calmly looking me over.

I sigh and slump up against the tree. "I don't want to talk about it. Why can't anyone accept that?"

"That is not what I meant." It took me a moment, but I registered in my head and I looked up.

"What are you talking about then?" I ask looking up at him from where I was sitting.

"Your telepathy and telekinesis." He sits down next to me. "You have some training but you need to lean more."

"Why do I need to lean more?" I ask.

He pauses. Likely to think of an answer. "So you may become powerful." It bugs me when a reply is so simple and yet complex.

I look up at him with wide eyes. "When can we start?"