ELP: Yep, this does have a third chapter.
Sammy: You don't own digimon.
ELP: Yep.
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J.C slowly removed his glasses, revealing shot blue eyes.
" Well, since you have never came hear before, how many times does he hit you?" He asked.Ken sighed.Wormmon could see that this was
hard for his partner. He knew Ken hated getting beaten.He must have finally had it that day.
" At least 20 times a month, he starts arguing with Mom, and then he yells, I'm leaving, and then he comes back drunk and hits anyone who
is up, or asleep." Ken answered stiffly.The emotions that were being bottled up, were getting stronger. He was saving them for something.
" Well, I suggest, and this is just a suggestion, that you fight back. Here is something for you, ma'am. You have the instintual right, and this
can bend any law, to protect you and your offspring.And for you, young man," He turned to Ken wiht solid eyes, completely unblinking.
" Self defense, Is not murder." Those words shocked Ken. Murder? What did he think he was, a psychopath?
" Anyway, if you both fight back to this torture, then it won't be against the law, and you young man, are old enough to decide who you want
to live with. You get a say in the matter.Here is something that will protect you, and I also want you to go to my brother, Paul Denton. He will
teach you much about defending yourself. More then anyone else can.He's got gear and everything you need.Be careful.Now go over there,
and start learing how to defend yourself." He stated the whole thing.Ken's eyes narrowed and he slowly got up and took the card.
" Thank you. Now, this won't get on the press, right?" He asked nervously. J.C nodded.
" Nope. Not unless you tell them."He replied. Ken nodded. His mother got up and thanked J.C.They walked out of the office.They got out of the
police station.They walked across the street to a gym. Ken went up to the fromt desk, were a man that looked like J.C sat. He had a blue
sleeveless shirt on with black sweat pants. He had blue wristbands on, and white sneakers.He looked up at them.
" Ahhh....You must be the two people that J.C said would be coming. My name is Paul. This is my gym. I'm only excepting self defense cases."
He sounded alot like his brother: A nice, calm voice.
" Umm....My name is Ken and this is my mom." Ken said, a little nervous.Paul smiled.
"Don't worry. It won't take that long, only about a month. By then, if you work out right, you will become a force to be reckoned. Now, I think
that I'll teach your mom the simple tactics of evasion and unseen force, while I'll teach you everything I know. Okay?Okay. Follow me. I'll get
you some gear." He lead them to a large room with a blue cushion floor.There were some work out things, like bars and weights.He led them
across the floor to a door. He opened the door and fished some stuff out.
" Here. You will like these, Ken.Your mom won't need them."He handed Ken a muscle shirt much like his, only it was grey. He handed him a
pair of sweats, witch were black.He insructed him to go up the stairs and change in the bathroom. He did so.When he came down, he looked
like he could take on the world. But something was missing.
" Something's missing. Take of your shoes and socks." Ken obliged, neatly pilling them near the wall. Paul placed a white headband on Ken's
head, making him really look like a pro. Ken was well built. A nice body, if you were to ask anyone.His sides and some of his chest showed
through the neck and arm holes, witch were over extended.
"Ummmmm, okay." He said.His hair hung a little bit over the top edge of the headband, making him look like a street fighter.Paul laughed.
" Now come with me. I'll teach you some stuff."He said as he lead Ken and his mom to the middle area.
It was like that for a month. Teaching and learning, until the last day.They walked in the gym.Paul was there.
" Any troubles?" He asked. Ken shook his head.
" No, we stayed in the Digiworld. This is the last lesson, right?" Paul nodded.Ken sighed. He had grown in the last month.He was very toned,and
he could defend himself very well.It was the last lesson.Paul lead them to the room. They had changed in a minute.
" Lay down on the ground." Ken did this.He layed there with his eyes closed.Paul started backing away.
" Listen to my voice." He was backning away until he was at Ken's feet.
" He thinks he's won." He stepped closer, raising his foot high.Ken listened very carefully, hearing the foot raising, knowing the kick would
follow.
"As sure as your father is a coward, he will try to kick you. Block that kick." His foot lashed down. Ken grabbed his foot in mid kick and pulled,
making Paul topple over. Ken was on him in a second, his hands clenched on his head.He let go and backed up.Paul smiled.He lept up and
threw a swivel kick at Ken. He blocked and went down, tripping Paul. He lept up before Paul hit the ground. Paul smiled again.
" Very good. Now, tell me, what will you do, if he tries to hurt you?" He asked, unknowing that there were 5 figures watching them.
" Attack." Ken said sharply. Paul nodded, circling the still Ken like a hawk.
" And what will you do, after you attack." He asked again.
" Nothing." Ken said, once again sharply. The figures listened close, quite shocked.
" And,why, will you do nothing?" Paul asked, coming face to face with Ken.
" Because I never stop attacking." The last words made the figures dash out, very shocked.Ken sighed, greatful for the clapping of Paul.
" Good. Now I will arm you."
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ELP: Long. Yes, I did take some lines and based this story off of the movie, Enough.
Sammy: R&R, and If you are a girl, who doesn't mind violence, watch that movie, Enough.
Sammy: You don't own digimon.
ELP: Yep.
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J.C slowly removed his glasses, revealing shot blue eyes.
" Well, since you have never came hear before, how many times does he hit you?" He asked.Ken sighed.Wormmon could see that this was
hard for his partner. He knew Ken hated getting beaten.He must have finally had it that day.
" At least 20 times a month, he starts arguing with Mom, and then he yells, I'm leaving, and then he comes back drunk and hits anyone who
is up, or asleep." Ken answered stiffly.The emotions that were being bottled up, were getting stronger. He was saving them for something.
" Well, I suggest, and this is just a suggestion, that you fight back. Here is something for you, ma'am. You have the instintual right, and this
can bend any law, to protect you and your offspring.And for you, young man," He turned to Ken wiht solid eyes, completely unblinking.
" Self defense, Is not murder." Those words shocked Ken. Murder? What did he think he was, a psychopath?
" Anyway, if you both fight back to this torture, then it won't be against the law, and you young man, are old enough to decide who you want
to live with. You get a say in the matter.Here is something that will protect you, and I also want you to go to my brother, Paul Denton. He will
teach you much about defending yourself. More then anyone else can.He's got gear and everything you need.Be careful.Now go over there,
and start learing how to defend yourself." He stated the whole thing.Ken's eyes narrowed and he slowly got up and took the card.
" Thank you. Now, this won't get on the press, right?" He asked nervously. J.C nodded.
" Nope. Not unless you tell them."He replied. Ken nodded. His mother got up and thanked J.C.They walked out of the office.They got out of the
police station.They walked across the street to a gym. Ken went up to the fromt desk, were a man that looked like J.C sat. He had a blue
sleeveless shirt on with black sweat pants. He had blue wristbands on, and white sneakers.He looked up at them.
" Ahhh....You must be the two people that J.C said would be coming. My name is Paul. This is my gym. I'm only excepting self defense cases."
He sounded alot like his brother: A nice, calm voice.
" Umm....My name is Ken and this is my mom." Ken said, a little nervous.Paul smiled.
"Don't worry. It won't take that long, only about a month. By then, if you work out right, you will become a force to be reckoned. Now, I think
that I'll teach your mom the simple tactics of evasion and unseen force, while I'll teach you everything I know. Okay?Okay. Follow me. I'll get
you some gear." He lead them to a large room with a blue cushion floor.There were some work out things, like bars and weights.He led them
across the floor to a door. He opened the door and fished some stuff out.
" Here. You will like these, Ken.Your mom won't need them."He handed Ken a muscle shirt much like his, only it was grey. He handed him a
pair of sweats, witch were black.He insructed him to go up the stairs and change in the bathroom. He did so.When he came down, he looked
like he could take on the world. But something was missing.
" Something's missing. Take of your shoes and socks." Ken obliged, neatly pilling them near the wall. Paul placed a white headband on Ken's
head, making him really look like a pro. Ken was well built. A nice body, if you were to ask anyone.His sides and some of his chest showed
through the neck and arm holes, witch were over extended.
"Ummmmm, okay." He said.His hair hung a little bit over the top edge of the headband, making him look like a street fighter.Paul laughed.
" Now come with me. I'll teach you some stuff."He said as he lead Ken and his mom to the middle area.
It was like that for a month. Teaching and learning, until the last day.They walked in the gym.Paul was there.
" Any troubles?" He asked. Ken shook his head.
" No, we stayed in the Digiworld. This is the last lesson, right?" Paul nodded.Ken sighed. He had grown in the last month.He was very toned,and
he could defend himself very well.It was the last lesson.Paul lead them to the room. They had changed in a minute.
" Lay down on the ground." Ken did this.He layed there with his eyes closed.Paul started backing away.
" Listen to my voice." He was backning away until he was at Ken's feet.
" He thinks he's won." He stepped closer, raising his foot high.Ken listened very carefully, hearing the foot raising, knowing the kick would
follow.
"As sure as your father is a coward, he will try to kick you. Block that kick." His foot lashed down. Ken grabbed his foot in mid kick and pulled,
making Paul topple over. Ken was on him in a second, his hands clenched on his head.He let go and backed up.Paul smiled.He lept up and
threw a swivel kick at Ken. He blocked and went down, tripping Paul. He lept up before Paul hit the ground. Paul smiled again.
" Very good. Now, tell me, what will you do, if he tries to hurt you?" He asked, unknowing that there were 5 figures watching them.
" Attack." Ken said sharply. Paul nodded, circling the still Ken like a hawk.
" And what will you do, after you attack." He asked again.
" Nothing." Ken said, once again sharply. The figures listened close, quite shocked.
" And,why, will you do nothing?" Paul asked, coming face to face with Ken.
" Because I never stop attacking." The last words made the figures dash out, very shocked.Ken sighed, greatful for the clapping of Paul.
" Good. Now I will arm you."
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ELP: Long. Yes, I did take some lines and based this story off of the movie, Enough.
Sammy: R&R, and If you are a girl, who doesn't mind violence, watch that movie, Enough.