A New Trail Begins
(For this next chapter I would listen to Son of Man by Phil Collins from the second paragraph onward to the second last paragraph since it does give some outline as to Victor's harsh, but accomplished training that he will go through.)
For the next three months Victor spent his time lifting weights, doing pushups and practiced punching which he wasn't very good at of course at the time being only a mere foot tall and scrawny. Devil looked at the little two foot punching bag he gave to Victor and saw it was barely even scraped, but Victor was panting after a rapid overdose of exercise. "How many times do I have to tell you, you are supposed to aim for the neck. That's one of the easiest places to get a man and make him beg for his life. Now then, go run some laps and we'll call it a day.", Devil said. Victor then panted as he asked looking about the huge demonic world around him with its floating rock pillars and brick-a-bract he then asked, "Why do I have to do all of this again? I do have imaginative powers you know." "The Ultimate Five will anticipate that boy. They know their enemies powers right when they see them and they will stop at nothing to defeat a boy like you. Now let's try this again. Laps…now!!" Victor then set himself on a course of training that would reshape his life since the Training Academy.
Victor had been taken to Draenor where he would spend a whole year in, but in Earth time it would only be two months back home. The world of Draenor as shown in World of Warcraft and Warcraft III was a mere joke to the real thing. It was a dark creepy place. There was fumes all about the area and Victor had to jump twenty foot cliffs and such just to be trained enough and even then with his powers Devil had to assist him occasionally. As Devil picked Victor up one time he said to him, "If The Ultimate Five were here right now, they'd eat you up for breakfast right now!!" Then came few moments where he would use his powers to aim electricity at a target with a bulls-eye on it. He could only get it just two rings underneath it and Devil of course had to use his devil breath to show a proper hand eye coordinating movement and blasted the target with ease each time. "Hand eye coordination is key to any great assault boy!!", Devil yelled as Victor cowered on the ground on his knees. Devil handcrafted a swimming pool 20x35 feet and Victor would practice swimming and such, but was struggling a lot to which Devil would cover his face with his right hand and shake his head. "You gotta glide through the water like a fish, not like a damn pig.", Devil retorted. Even as Victor lifted some of his weights as well in this Hellish wasteland Devil charged orders at him to keep going and going quickly and quickly.
Victor did as such and eventually there was progress. For starters he surpassed his teacher in his running abilities and managed to get home in time for dinner each time. In the same swimming pool Devil handcrafted he did superb on his frontcrawl, he could hold his breath for a long time, and was a naturalist at his agility. Devil nodded his head and a smile, which had been shown since his first encounter with Victor at the 7-11 had been brought to his face. 'Such talent, with any luck and skill that kid could set me free from this horrid curse.', Devil thought to himself. Victor began to lift weights that no 7 and three quarters year old kid could do like him at his age. He could lift over six times his own weight, his kicks were impressive and smooth, and to make matters better in his favour, he developed a good appetite for Devil's cooking which he didn't at first. Devil made all kinds of professional Japanese cuisine cooking, sushi, croissants, succulent desserts, roasted turkey, and delicious steamy roasted pot ham with a side of fruit salads and the occasional veggie sidedish that Victor and all kids his age hated (yuck….brussel sprouts included).
Victor then did his punching exercises and made a punch so well developed and powerful that the he blew his punching bag to smithereens. Devil then said as he did this, "The punch was a little off the top of his head and your targets will anticipate that and make it your weakness. Other than that and your back crawl in swimming needing work, you're making good progress. Let's head home. I'm ready to hit the hay." So Victor and Devil headed back to their camp site which was just a red tent with a dragon's head for a symbol on the sides and a campfire just five feet from the tent and their sleeping bags. Victor and Devil ate chicken that night and a side of potatoes and 'Mac and cheese'. He ate heartily and enjoyed each bite that he mustered up into his food. Yet Victor saw his master looking at the stars in the sky and curious as to what he was thinking he swallowed the last of chicken and threw the bone across to another floating pillar. Devil didn't even flinch so Victor asked, "Nice night isn't it?" "Yeah sure is.", Devil replied. Victor then said twiddling his thumbs two minutes later, "That was some good food you made." "Thank you. It's nice to see some people appreciate good cooking. The Ultimate Five for sure won't give you the time of day for a potty break.", Devil said. "I was wondering how do you know these guys anyway?", Victor asked. "Because they were masters at one point in time. I was trained in the same way you were, but I had no imaginative powers to help me out and unlike me, they didn't give me anything to eat nor to drink. I had to find my own food and shelter. When I finally accomplished my goals and dreams and left them for good to do business with the world, they grew furious. They challenged me and lost. They also vowed revenge at any cost too, which is why you're here. With your powers and my training skills, you could easily defeat them. Tomorrow you will get your chance to prove yourself. May as well go to sleep early too, we got a big day ahead of us." Victor nodded as Devil put out the fire and went to sleep. Yet Victor looked at the night sky and saw a very large heart shaped moon as well as a scattered amount of clouds blowing in all directions. Then he saw an old man in dark clothing along with a red armoured man rising up towards the moon and in a quick hurry. Victor then thought, 'I got a bad feeling about that, yet I have no idea why, but somehow it is giving me a vision of things to come. Who's Captain Hero?' Even as Victor thought this, he collapsed in his sleeping bag and was out like a light.
(That of course was a brief cameo of Kh BBS of course and the last words in Victor's thoughts are very significant to his future as well: Captain Hero. I know it isn't an original name, but I wanted to keep it simple since this is just the introduction still. I will try to keep more and more of stuff like this coming in all my stories, but I don't know how much time I got on my hands. Still more to come.)
(Next Time: The Ultimate Five.)
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