Chapter 52: Training for the Unknown, Part 3
Weapons Training
My next training was with Mirai and Trunks. Kinda confusing, right? Not when you're around them as much as I am, and as long as Mirai and Trunks both don't respond to 'Trunks', it'll be okay.
They taught me weapons training.
"So, who's first?" I asked.
"I am." Mirai said.
"Katana?" I asked slyly.
"Of course." We were in the gravity room, training with an assortment of weapons. We'd set a certain gravity level and then steadily raised that as we trained with the weapon, then we'd begin again with each new weapon. The only exception were the laser guns, we began with those on a firing range. That was easy, though, since I had been firing blasts out of my hands for years now.
We decided for my final test that we would use our own swords. Mirai had his and I had Arina, freshly polished and shining brightly as we took our places and drew our swords.
"The rules are as always. If you drop your sword, you lose. If you have to transform, you lose, and if you are pinned down, you lose. Are you guys ready?" Mirai and I nodded, "Then go." Trunks said. We had our own rules, deciding that we would die in an actual fight if we did one of the fore-mentioned rules. Not being able to transform was just part of the challenge, since I could transform into a SSJ2 and Mirai couldn't. But I could tell he was close, he had trained with Vegeta and his younger self while I was training with Gohan and Goku for the past year and a half. That's right, I have 2.5 years left to prepare.
We had our swords ready and I was trying to read Mirai's face, just as I knew he was reading mine. We were searching for weaknesses and trying to figure out our first move. I was going to start hard and fast.
I lunged toward Mirai and just as I went to attack he dodge-rolled to the left and kicked my feet out from under me. I quickly jumped up to my feet and sent a small Ki blast at him. This was practically a spar with weapons.
This time he lunged at me and I flipped over him, spinning around and kicking his right hand. He nearly dropped his sword, but switched hands and turned around to face me. We both thrusted our swords and we were caught in a stalemate. Neither of us could move without dropping our weapons, and the only other choice was to back off. But Sayjins never back off, we push harder, trying to get our opponent to faultier.
"Give it up, Mirai. I won't lose. I can't."
"It's only a spar."
"I don't care if it's only a spar, I have to win."
"You almost sound like a Sayjin." Mirai smirked as we pushed. I had to do something to break this stalemate, but what?
Then it hit me, attack. Duh!
I raised my Ki a little and while Mirai was trying to hold me back I took my left arm and began to form a Ki blast. My Sneak Attack Ball should be perfect. I blasted his left hand now, not too bad since it was a small blast, and he dropped his sword.
"I win." I said.
"That was fun, but we need to get Trunks' turn in before dad wants the GR back."
"Right, so what'll it be?" I asked, turning to Trunks.
"I wanted to try out staffs." He said.
"Good, this'll be fun." We each got our staffs and took our places. The same rules applied, but since staffs had many uses it would be harder to make Trunks drop his weapon.
And another thing about staffs, they aren't much different than flags. In middle school marching band I was in the Color guard, a flag girl for those of you who don't know. I played the clarinet in concert band.
"Ready?" I asked with a smirk.
"You bet. I've wanted to spar one-on-one with you for a long time, but you've been too busy lately."
"We'll all have a chance to spar before the new evil arrives."
"Great." So we had our staffs in the beginning pose and watched each other like Mirai and I had done.
Trunks likes to go first and fast. That's his strength, and I'll defend most of the time if I let him start off. I have to get him worn down quickly, he's as dangerous as Vegeta when you get him started.
Trunks lunged first, but I dodged and I gave him a light tap on the back, then got back into form. He got mad and lunged again, and again I dodged and tapped. He came at me striking over and over as I defended. He wasn't all that mad, but I could see a fire in his eyes. It reminded me of Vegeta when I watched the Bardock special, when the name Prince Vegeta meant something. He was fighting about a dozen Saibamen and he beat them all.
But as he struck at me over and over, I realized that he was not like his dad. I hated being compared to other people, so I figured others did too. Trunks could never be Vegeta, and that was because he was his own person.
I was blocking almost too easily, but then he hit the back of my knee and I fell, and he went to strike again and I blocked just in time.
"You almost got me, but almost isn't good enough." I got up, still holding back Trunks' staff, and then pushed him away. While he was off balance I hit his legs and caused him to fall over. I went and pinned him with my staff.
"Looks like you win again." Trunks said. I got up and helped Trunks up as well.
"I had to."
"Katie, why are you so serious today?" Mirai asked.
"I have to be serious. If this fight was real then I would have died if I took it easy."
"But we're not the enemy."
"I know, I'd kill the enemy. I know that sounds harsh," I said when his expression grew sour, "But from what I've found so far I have to kill… whatever it is. I have to research it more."
"And you can, but I think you need to take a break." Mirai said.
"Yeah, you've been training even harder than my dad." Trunks said.
"Well, I have to. But I will take a break, as soon as I get the next part of my training done."
"What's left?" Trunks asked.
"Our group spar. That's next week, so I have to prepare for that. But after that I'll take some time off."
"Whatever you say." Mirai sighed.
