Hello Everyone! Thanks so much for reviewing, keep it up. Before I forget again, I don't own kickin' it (as much as I wish I did.) This next chapter is longer than usual and different from all the other ones. I thought it would be nice to see things from Kim's point of view. You can read all of the memories, some of them, or none. I don't mind. Enjoy and keep reviewing...


The water was so cold. I fell and fell forever. I couldn't find my way back up.

"Ready, fight!" Sensei Ty yelled.

My opponent was a black belt. While we studied each other, I tugged my yellow belt a little tighter around my waist. He was huge and at least five years older than me. He swung at me, I dodged, but his leg swept my feet out from under me.

I was falling again, but this time I hit the ground with a crash. The black belt stopped, looking at Sensei Ty.

"What are you doing you idiot?" he yelled, "I didn't say the match was over, finish her."

The black belt looked hesitant, "Do it!" Ty yelled encouragement and the fight resumed.

He kicked at me and I managed to roll away. I threw a weak punch at his stomach, but he didn't even flinch. He punched me back and I fell down again with a thump. Again, he looked at Ty to end the match.

"That's what losers get, Kim!" Sensei Ty said to me, and then, "I said finish her!" My sparring partner looked almost regretful when he kicked me again, this time in the arm I felt my shoulder snap back and I almost cried out. I stood up, one of my ribbons had fallen off my pigtail. I don't know why it mattered, but it did.

Taking advantage of my distraction, the black belt kicked me again in the stomach and I flew backwards, sailing out of the sparring area and crashing into a shelf by the far wall. I didn't bother getting up.

"That's what I'm talking about," Ty patted the guy on the back. "And it's the box for you."

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I was a green belt now, but it didn't matter. I had lost my match. Another boy, another black belt. I don't think there were any other girls in the dojo and if there were any other non-black belts in the dojo they were kept hidden. It was just me and Frank.

"Please don't make me go in the box! I'll win the next one I swear!" I pleaded with Ty.

"Losers don't get second chances!" he yelled at me. He shoved me into the small metal box. Then, like he always did, he started filling it with water. There was no room in the box. Not to move or think. I wrapped my arms around me knees and closed my eyes.

The water rose. Past me ankles, past the top of my knees, stopping at my chin. I was so cold and dark. I didn't say anything though, I just waited.

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"Mom, I have to talk to you." I had been trying to work up the courage to tell her for weeks. We were walking in the park. My mom had dropped my sister and brother off at daycare so we could spend the whole day together. "About my dojo. I don't really want to do karate anymore."

"Why not?" My mom sounded concerned, "Is something wrong?"

"I-" I looked up and saw one of the kids from the Black Dragon. Startled, I looked around. Now that I was paying attention, I realized there were at least six of them.

"Kim?" My mother asked.

I opened my mouth, but the first kid shook his head frowning. He slid his hand across his throat, pointed to me, and then smiled maliciously.

"It's nothing." I said quietly.

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"Ready, fight!" Sensei Ty yelled.

"Hiya!" My foot shot out, catching the kid in the arm and spinning him around. With another loud yell, I kneed him in the stomach, punched him in the nose and tripped him. He stumbled, but didn't fall.

"Finish him off!" Ty encouraged.

"Hiya!" I grabbed his arm, the injured one, and flipped him over my shoulder.

"Very good, Kim." Ty applauded, and I felt sick.

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"Okay, Kim. This is your final match, win and you get a black belt." Ty smiled.

"What's the catch?" I asked. I knew there was going to be a catch.

"You have to beat them," he pointed to three boys all black belts.

I didn't even bother protesting, "Let's get this over with."

"That's the spirit. Ready, fight!"

Two of them hesitated, but the third didn't. He lunged, and I tried flipping him. He turned in mid-air, twisting his arm out of the way. I changed positions instantly. I punched him in the stomach while he was still in the air and shoved him up and out of the way.

He landed, groaned, but still got up. The other two looked less hesitant now. They charged at once. I tripped one and when he faltered I shoved him into the other. Sensing movement to my left, I spun and ducked under a fist. I returned a few of my own.

Now all three of them were up. They charged as one. I ducked under one punch and blocked another. The third swept my feet out from under me, but I used my moment to do a flip and I kicked out while I was still in the air landing a sold kick to one of the boy's head. I landed on one knee and punched one of the boys in the jaw and gut at the same time.

He fell down and then raised his hand to show surrender. One down, I thought. The other two didn't give up as easily. One boy kicked at my head, I caught his foot and tried to unbalance him. He did a twist in midair and landed on his feet. The other punched, but I blocked and punched back.

Ten minutes later, we were still going at it. I was getting tired, but the boys were exhausted. One punched, I blocked, pushing his hand to the left and spinning him around. I kicked him in the back and sent him tumbling to the ground. He raised his hand and left the rink.

My final opponent and I circled each other. It was the boy who had attacked first. Now I attacked first. "Hiya!" I kicked and he blocked. He tried to unbalance me and punch, but I rolled with it. Turning full circle, I kicked again, this time catching him off guard. He fell.

"I won't lose to a girl!" He yelled. He jumped back up and started to fire rapid punches. I blocked each of them. He was tired, angry, and stupid, but he was also losing his edge. I caught his last punch and flipped him.

"You didn't lose to a girl. You lost to a black belt." I said.

"Good job, Kim." Sensei Ty said. "The little girl is all grown up. Here you go. From now on, you will be called Scorpion."

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"Kim, what are you doing here? I thought you quit to join the wasabi wimps," Ty asked angrily.

"I did," I replied. "I'm just here for my stuff."It had been a week since I had quit and I was finally brave enough to come back. I tried to pass him, but he grabbed my shoulder.

"You can't just quit the Black Dragons!" He yelled.

"Well I did!" I yelled back, and it felt good. "I am sick and tired of everything. Everyone making fun of me because I'm a girl! You telling everyone to hurt each other! And you being a big baby when we lose!"

I wrenched myself out of his grip. I walked into the girls locker room. A joke because I am the only girl in the Black Dragons. Ever. I unlocked my locker and yanked it open before grabbing my duffelbag.

When I walked out, Ty was waiting for me. "If you want to leave, you are going to have to beat me first.

"Move out of my way," I said.

He kicked at me and I swung my bag over my shoulder to block the kick. I swung it over my head and threw it into his stomach. He fell backwards, but did a flip and landed on his feet. By now a crowd was forming around us.

Ty grabbed a bo staff and swung it at me. I ducked under it and then broke it in half.

"Too bad you didn't get one of the astronaut ones," I said smirking. I punched again, but he blocked it using a piece of the staff. Its jagged end cut my hand. He punched, but I moved back and out-of-the-way.

Getting angry, he the two pieces of the staff at me like knives. I jumped in the air and kicked them both. They flew backwards and pinned Ty to the wall by his sleeves. Everyone watching backed up a few steps then froze, unsure what to do. Honestly, I was in shock too, but I tried not to show it.

I picked up my bag and turned to him, "I learned that one from Jack." Then I left.