They walked to the wasteland on the other side of the canyon.
"A question first kid. You didn't seem surprised when you saw me the first time. Most people either stare and walk away, or run away screaming. You didn't . Why?"
"Well, I always knew that there was more to the world then just humans. I'm a very sensible person. It takes a lot to surprise me. And after my change. Lets say that I think that anything is possible now. Now a question for you Sensei. What are you going to teach me?"
"You already know the basics. So I wont have to teach you that. It will take a while before I will teach you something."
"And what will we do in the meantime?"
"Spar."
"Cool!"
That wasn't the response he had been expecting. He had expected complaints, questions and protests. But she seemed happy that they were going to spar.
"That doesn't bother you?"
"Why should it? Free fighting was always my favourite part in Karate. And you don't want to know how much I enjoyed the fights I got into at school."
"Then get ready."
They both fell into a fighting stance. The girl put to much weight on her front foot. He was going to show her the mistake. The hard way. He did a quick step forward and aimed a punch at her face. She easily blocked. But that hadn't been the purpose of the move. He had wanted to get closer. He quickly hooked his foot behind hers and pulled it from under her. Then she did a thing he hadn't expected. She kicked him in the stomach with the foot he had just pulled out from under her. It was an awkward move, she being off balance. She fell onto her knees. And grabbed his feet. Having not expected any of this, he reacted to late. Before he knew it, he was lying on his back. Looking up, he saw the girl bow to him.
"That wasn't a Karate move."
"No Sensei. I made this one up myself."
"How the hell did you come up with the idea of making your own moves?"
"Well, the move you used is a Karate move. A black belt once used it on me during a free fight. I didn't know the counter, or if there even is one. So I came up with one of myself.
Standing up, he looked hard at her. He couldn't believe that she had beaten him so easily.
"As I have told you before, never underestimate your opponent."
It was as if the girl had read his thoughts.
"And how would you fight when your opponent doesn't underestimate you, smart ass?"
"By my motto."
"By your motto? What kind of nonsense is that?!"
"It isn't any nonsense. I always fight by my motto."
"And your stupid motto would be?"
"Fight with all your heart. If you cant win that way, improvise. And if improvising doesn't work, cheat."
It was a good motto to fight by. But he wasn't going to tell her that. And he certainly wasn't going to underestimate her anymore. She knew more than just the basics. And he was going to find out just how much more.
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Piccolo attacked her again. No advanced moves this time. Just some simple punches. She easily blocked or dodged them.
"You're not here to block and dodge you know. Attack!"
He attacked her again. She blocked and counter attacked.
"What kind of nonsense it this? I asked you to attack, not to punch the air!"
Before she could reply or block, he punched her in the face. Pain flared across her nose and it started to bleed like mad.
"What the hell is that fore?! If you wanted me to really hit you, you could have asked!"
"Look kid, this is real training. Not some stupid mock fight. Now, you are either going to give everything you've got, or you get beaten up so badly that I can bury you in a matchbox."
"Shees, take it easy will you! How was I supposed to know that you wanted to get beaten up! In Karate, we always held back our punches."
"This isn't Karate. And get ready."
They both fell into fighting stances again. She just knew that this was going to be a long and painful day.
"A question first kid. You didn't seem surprised when you saw me the first time. Most people either stare and walk away, or run away screaming. You didn't . Why?"
"Well, I always knew that there was more to the world then just humans. I'm a very sensible person. It takes a lot to surprise me. And after my change. Lets say that I think that anything is possible now. Now a question for you Sensei. What are you going to teach me?"
"You already know the basics. So I wont have to teach you that. It will take a while before I will teach you something."
"And what will we do in the meantime?"
"Spar."
"Cool!"
That wasn't the response he had been expecting. He had expected complaints, questions and protests. But she seemed happy that they were going to spar.
"That doesn't bother you?"
"Why should it? Free fighting was always my favourite part in Karate. And you don't want to know how much I enjoyed the fights I got into at school."
"Then get ready."
They both fell into a fighting stance. The girl put to much weight on her front foot. He was going to show her the mistake. The hard way. He did a quick step forward and aimed a punch at her face. She easily blocked. But that hadn't been the purpose of the move. He had wanted to get closer. He quickly hooked his foot behind hers and pulled it from under her. Then she did a thing he hadn't expected. She kicked him in the stomach with the foot he had just pulled out from under her. It was an awkward move, she being off balance. She fell onto her knees. And grabbed his feet. Having not expected any of this, he reacted to late. Before he knew it, he was lying on his back. Looking up, he saw the girl bow to him.
"That wasn't a Karate move."
"No Sensei. I made this one up myself."
"How the hell did you come up with the idea of making your own moves?"
"Well, the move you used is a Karate move. A black belt once used it on me during a free fight. I didn't know the counter, or if there even is one. So I came up with one of myself.
Standing up, he looked hard at her. He couldn't believe that she had beaten him so easily.
"As I have told you before, never underestimate your opponent."
It was as if the girl had read his thoughts.
"And how would you fight when your opponent doesn't underestimate you, smart ass?"
"By my motto."
"By your motto? What kind of nonsense is that?!"
"It isn't any nonsense. I always fight by my motto."
"And your stupid motto would be?"
"Fight with all your heart. If you cant win that way, improvise. And if improvising doesn't work, cheat."
It was a good motto to fight by. But he wasn't going to tell her that. And he certainly wasn't going to underestimate her anymore. She knew more than just the basics. And he was going to find out just how much more.
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Piccolo attacked her again. No advanced moves this time. Just some simple punches. She easily blocked or dodged them.
"You're not here to block and dodge you know. Attack!"
He attacked her again. She blocked and counter attacked.
"What kind of nonsense it this? I asked you to attack, not to punch the air!"
Before she could reply or block, he punched her in the face. Pain flared across her nose and it started to bleed like mad.
"What the hell is that fore?! If you wanted me to really hit you, you could have asked!"
"Look kid, this is real training. Not some stupid mock fight. Now, you are either going to give everything you've got, or you get beaten up so badly that I can bury you in a matchbox."
"Shees, take it easy will you! How was I supposed to know that you wanted to get beaten up! In Karate, we always held back our punches."
"This isn't Karate. And get ready."
They both fell into fighting stances again. She just knew that this was going to be a long and painful day.