Hello everyone, Happy Friday. You know what it means today, another update of my story. Let's see what Lucas is going to do today. Enjoy
Chapter 2: Training
"Swooping Crane."
I stretched my arms out while raising my right knee above my waist. My father tapped my foot with his staff to make me raise my knee higher as I do my morning stretches. I looked down to see how I was doing, but my father tapped underneath my chin to lift my head up. I closed my eyes as I thought about balance to keep my weight even. As I took deep breaths on my stretches, I felt my knee being tapped and I knew I had to switch legs and rested my right foot on the cobblestone courtyard of my home, the Monastery Dojo. Once I felt my balance regained, I lifted my left knee above my waist and repeated the stretch.
"Pinching Crab." my father commanded for my next stretch.
I rested my left foot back on the ground and spread my legs apart. I then squated down while my hands were at my shoulder height and acted as pinchers of a crab. I can feel my muscles being stretched in this position. My legs mostly. I couldn't help it, but I begin to scurry to the side while clamping my hands as a crab would.
My father heard my giggling and turned around to see me acting as a crab. "Lucas!" he snapped at me and tapped his staff on the stone ground.
I immediately stopped and stood up. All stretched and prepared. I heard my father sigh, but smiled at me as I'm only ten and was having fun before training to be a ninja. My father reached into his kimono and pulled out an apple and tossed it to me. I caught it as it was my breakfast before training and smiled at him as a thank you. Crunch. I munched on my apple and felt trails of juice escape the corners of my lips. Once I finished it to the core, I tossed it in the trash can and my father and I were at the starting line of the obstacle course.
My father lifted a small dragon bust to show a button and pressed it. In the center of the courtyard, the dragon statue began to rise from the ground with a punching bag and spiked ball rotating. Two more rotating equipments rose from the cobblestone ground with swords and axes rotating. Wooden beams to balance, but they don't remain still and when you apply pressure on them, they launch you in the air. Rotating wing-chuns. Wooden planks that swing and sway at your feet to hit your legs. I was pumped as I'm ready to learn Spinjitzu.
"In order for you to master Spinjitzu." my father began the lesson. "You must train yourself to harness the power. Remember, over the planks, dodge the swords, here comes the dummy."
I nodded and prepared myself to run. But stopped and looked at my father. "Dad-I mean Sensei," I corrected myself. "Can you show me your Spinjitzu? I know I seen it many times, but I want to see it again."
My father smiled. "I don't see why not." he replied and stood in front of me. "Pay attention, Lucas. Ninja-Go!" and spun around in his Spinjitzu.
I grinned in joy as I saw his golden torando. Someday that'll be me. But in green. But my smile slowly disappeared and my eyes grew wide as my father was drawing closer to me with his Spinjitzu still spinning. I slowly backed away, but was enveloped inside. My world was spinning and everything was a blur. My father moved away from me and I was still spinning and felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
I slowly gained my conscious and balance backed and got up to my feet. When I was rubbing my head as I felt nauseated to stand and noticed my arm was in black cloth and looked at my body to see I was dressed in a black ninja suit. I looked at my hands to see I had black gloves on. A mask over my face to conceal my identity. I looked at my father to wonder what happened to my previous clothing and why I was wearing this. And my father just smiled at me. "In order for you to be a ninja," he said while holding a wooden sword. "You might as well be dressed as one." and tossed the fake sword to me.
I smiled underneath my mask as I felt like a real ninja and caught the wooden sword to frown at it. I haven't been a fan for swords because they require me to use both hands to fight with it and I want to fight with both hands. The nunchucks, I always hit my head with them. The scythe, I nearly cut myself when I try to practice with the real weapon. The bo staff is said to be the hardest to master so I fail everytime when I practice by hitting the back of my head. But the shurikens I favor the most. I'm able to hit the center of the targets because I have accuriate aim with them along with knives and anything else that I can throw at a target. So they may be my weapon of choice when I become the strongest ninja.
"Remember Lucas," my father continued. "Over the planks. Dodge the swords. Here comes the dummy." I nodded in reply and preapred myself to train.
I watched the planks swing and sway on the ground. The wing-chuns rotating in vigerous speeds. The blades of swords and axes rotated in circle that could slice someone in half. The wooden beams popping out of the ground like gophers. And in the center, the punching bag and spiked ball swung out; ready to hit me. It didn't matter. I was ready.
I charged at the planks and jumped over them while performing a cartwheel without the hands. Over the planks. I landed on the rotating equipment that had the swords and had to run in place while dodging them. I ducked and jumped between two blades to avoid them. Dodge the swords. I then jumped out of the way and landed in the center. Here comes the dummy. I turned around too late and gasped as the punching bag was literally in front of me and made contact to my chest.
I felt the wind was knocked out of my chest. I knew I was flying back because my feet don't feel solid ground. I gave out a painful grunt as my back made contact to the cobblestone ground and landed near my father. He looked at me with worry as I tried and struggled to breathe again. Once I felt the cool mountain air refill my lungs, I looked at my father and gripped my wooden sword tightly. "Again." I said and quickly got back to my feet and charged at the obstacle course.
Hoped you enjoyed today's chapter. I know I did when I wrote this chapter. Have a wonderful day today and see you next week for another update on Lucas Wu. P.S. Have a wonderful weekend.
