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"Are you sure that your okay...?" he asks as he sighed, still hugging me. "I didn't know that I was gripping you that harsh..."

"I'm very sure T'sang, stop worrying." I say with a smile, a tone of blithe in my voice. He only grins, looking down at me."You do know that you'll have to train eventually,right?" he implied.

"Training...? Training for what?" I ask, narrowing my eyes in questioning. What? Am I gonna die if I don't train or... Am I training for athletics? Seriously these people are the utmost definition of weird.

"Training for combat." he replied. A tone of seriousness swam around in that husky voice of his, clearing his throat as he realized, looking away. "Sorry." I only nodded slowly, agreeing to what he had said, not wanting to anger or aggravate him any further. He held his hand out to me, to helping me off the metallic and cold table as I took it gladly and walking back out into the crowds of Lin Kueis,his hands gripped onto my shoulders protectively to direct me out the way of Lin kueis . Some of which eyed me, A look of interest in their eyes ,while others just stared at me. I directed my eyes to the floor ,avoiding their gazes altogether as T'sang guided me towards the training room that In which I had only been in once. T'sang chuckles lightly remembering a memory, a memory of which I attempted at driving him into a state of panic and failed miserably and was declined instantly. I still couldn't understand why I never had done anything to him when I held that Katana in my hands-not that I would ACTUALLY injure him or even go as far as to killing him, that'd be too much guilt for me to handle. I surely wouldn't want to cause any chaos...as yet anyway. As we entered my eyes fell upon the several Lin Kueis that were training, swamped with fear, confusion and interest at the sight of how they 'trained' .Okay,they said TRAIN not FIGHTING, those are two different things! My eyes widened as I saw my various 'brothers' were going full at it. From roundhouses to uppercuts, from uppercuts to being kicked in your groin and delivered a harsh right hook to your face afterwards -basically anything cringe worthy, if I may say! As Sub-zero just stood there on a platform,supervising and unfazed as he watched over all.

Sub-Zero P.o.v

A feeling of bliss and prosperity washed over me as I watched my pupils train. Amused and grateful at the sight of the young ones, the ones who would use to say 'I can't fight!' or 'This is too hard, can I stop?' Some of the same ones who would've literally begged him to discontinue their session, but received no such thing as I encouraged them back into fighting and not backing down, because I saw their true power. I saw their potential that hadn't surfaced itself out of hiding and dragged it out ,fully believing in each and everyone of them no matter how stubborn, light-hearted or even cold-hearted they were. I would guide them the right way, into being a good samaritan. 'And Keith was no different.' he thought as his eyes flickered over onto the young newcomer in T'sang's grip, catching every glimpse of his uncomfort and flinches, watching with interest and optimism at his other pupils training.

"T'sang, come her ." I say, a small smirk on his face as he nodded walking over with Keith, catching him staring at him before turning his gaze back to his brothers. Continuously peering back and forth. "Has he been any trouble with you ?" he says observing Keith's right hand wrapped in bandages.

"Only a bit. He gave himself a slice in the palm of his hand, claiming that he didn't do it intentionally Grandmaster." he says following his gaze, stopping at Keith's hand while he was looking down, a look of embarrassment across his face.

"Why, is that true Keith?"I asked, lifting his chin up gently so that he could see his face. Keith only nods slowly before sighing.

"I sorta got...angry and something weird weird happend to me..." he says timidly.

"Weird? How so?" I asked gently, kneeling down at Keith's level, facing him.

"There was ice coming out of my mouth-almost coating my teeth...making it look like I had fangs, somewhat knife-like and penetrative in a sense as I rose my hand up to them ..they sliced me quite easily." he says biting his lip in thought. A slight shake in Sub-Zero's breath could be heard before he regained it back properly.

"Are you able to recreate them as yet ?" I asked out of curiousity, feeling only a small form of anxiousness as Keith shrugged ." T'sang did you teach him at least something about his powers and what he is capable of ?" T'sang only shook his head .

"I thought that you'd be the one to do that since my techniques are advanced. I don't think that he'd latch onto them that quickly and I twisted up the basic skills a bit." He replied. "do you still want me to ?"

" Why don't we let him choose which one of us he wants to train him?" He says looking at Keith as his eyes widened .

"I-uh-umm.." Keith stutters terribly.

"Deep breath child, we can ask you ask again later if you wish."Sub-Zero shook his head, shakily gripping his arm. "You want me to train you ?" he asks smiling ,just as Keith nodded almost instantly."Then it's settled ."

"Well..." T'sang says looking away, rubbing his arm.

"You'll train him as well, I'm only helping through the basics. He'll have to test them out at some point in time. In which you'll train him in combat,Are you capable of doing so ?" he smirks at him. T'sang smiles widely.

"Sir you know that I'm more than capable" He grins.

"I know you are."I nodded."You've come a long way and have grown quite a bit. I'm proud of you"

"Thank you Grandmaster." he bows before merging along with the crowd of brothers .

"Are you ready for your first lesson,Keith?" I asked as I guided him towards a training mat.

"Yes Grandmaster..." Keith replies,taking a deep breath.

"You can call me Kuai until your use to calling me Grandmaster ." I smiled at the young boy, him smiling back at me.

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