HI everyone,
It has been practically forever since I had updated any of my stories. I still read new chapters of fanfic I follow, but I have been in touch with real life and other things. With summer break going on I will try to put some time aside to write up new chapters, but here is the newest one for Ninja and Fledgling.
enjoy,
hopefulmuse617
disclaimer- I do not own bakugan or any canon material
Shun for time being decided to remain in Japan at his (family) estate. It brought back many memories from the time he would visit his grandfather when he was young, to being trained under his grandfather's tutelage under very strict orders, the times his friends infiltrated his home and his lighter memories such as just spending some quality time. From what Shun could see as he walked through his old home was that not much has changed. Except for a few things. For one, there was the addition of Hoang's room. It was very simple with the necessary furniture: a bed, a desk, a chair, dresser, and a small lamp. The room was not large but there was enough space for the girl to do what she needs. He also noticed that in one of the training rooms several of the wooden targets looked as though they were once broken into shards, but were reassembled like a jigsaw puzzle. That was very strange. Sure he and his grandfather had left impressions upon these figures, however they were designed so that they could learn to better focus their energy and build up reflexes.
Whoever did this had either tremendous energy or great focus Shun observed.
"Do you think Hoang could have done this?" Jaakor asked.
"It could be possible, but I had heard my grandpa had other students use his facilities. Not to mention I do not think she would have enough strength to ever do this." Shun answered.
"Right. But looks can be deceiving."
"Indeed. I know first hand. These cracks look as they had been there for a while."
Just as he pondered the possibilities there was a knock on the door frame. He turned to see the young girl holding a bucket with a rag draped over the side. She raised the pail, pointed to the overall room and then used her free arm to make a circling movement with her palm parallel to the ground.
"You're going to clean the room."
Hoang nodded.
"Before you do that I have a few questions to ask you. Could you hold off until then?"
She paused for a moment before giving a tentative nod.
"Have you trained in this room often?"
She nodded.
"With these targets specifically?"
She nodded again.
"Can you show me?"
Hoang placed the bucket on the floor gently before pacing over to one of the targets. She took a fighting stance, feet apart, right foot back positioned diagonally, left foot pointing straight, knees bent arms bent and positioned just above her waist, and her eyes front facing the target. She made a few 'test' strikes with her hands, sending the 'arms' of the target spinning. She took a deep breath, then exhaled. She began making more precise and powerful strikes at the target at steadily faster. She began to include her legs in the mix.
Shun watched mildly impressed with his arms crossed. Most of her gestures seemed basic to him, but acknowledged that she had skill and a good foundation. A loud break of wood interrupted his train of thought. Hoang stopped hitting the target. All bodies watched the target slow down. As it did, one of its spinning components had a shorter arm, a tip with jagged fibers. Looking in the direction of the sound Shun turned his head to see a 'stick' with a rounded end and an end that matched the jagged edges of the target. He picked it up and observed how the the edges resembled the jigsaw edges of the targets. He turned to the girl. She remained stationary, no longer standing in any fighting pose in particular. Her eyes were full of expression, wide in shock. She felt the stare of the older man and turned to face him. She put on a neutral face, but Shun could easily see that she was anxious.
"Could I see your dominant hand?"
The girl extended her right hand. Shun took it and observed it. Looking at aesthetics he noticed that there were some scars, however many healed up quickly and nicely, it almost seemed scary. He felt around observing muscle bulk. After being satisfied with his evaluation he let go of her hand and she dropped it to her side.
"You may resume."
Shun left the room reflecting on what he witnessed as the door closed.
"What are you thinking?" Jaakor asked.
"I am not sure about any of this. She does have potential, but can I be her teacher?"
"You were mine when I came to Earth."
"Yes, but she's human Jaakor and a kid."
"Have you not interacted with children before?"
"No. Not just one kid like this."
"You will find a way. You are not alone my brother."
"Yes. Thank you."