1 Dang Gramps Take It Easy! [Stat Training] Tue Apr 02, 2019 8:11 am
Yammy
D-rank
Yams was in a semi deep REM sleep. Lately he'd been having nightmares of nothing but his fears. What were those fears he had? They were of what would've happened had his Father, Lagos, succeeded in murdering his very own parents. After meeting Big Boss Gato, those fears had been alleviated. Those fears had now been replaced by images of good and wondrous things.
This particular dream placed him a in underwater kingdom. Yams stood at a intersection. There was a bright blue bulb glowing above his head. It's light magnified in the deep blue tones of the waters. A small school of fish swam around the bulbs shine. It was a awe inspiring sight. If only Yams could remember what he thought in that moment. "DODGE!" Aoi, wielding a wooden katana, smacked Yammy on his stomach with enough force to make his grandson wake up and vomit.
"Just in case you think you'll get a chance to have a full stomach in the middle of War." Yammy, who had thrown up his digested dinner on the floor, began gasping for air while holding his stomach. "After you clean that up meet me in dojo for the real stuff." Aoi was laughing slightly as he exited his grandsons room. "Damnit...Gramps..." Yams said through his gasps of air.
Feeling a pressure and tight pain in his gut, the young man pulled his cover off of himself. Right hand holding his stomach, Yammy shifted out of his bed begrudgingly. "Really wasn't expecting training to start like that." He went to the dirty clothes hamper and grabbed two large towels. One of the towels normally meant to dry yourself off. Yams used one of the towels to clean up the vomit and used the other to clean the access.
All the while feeling the lingering pain of his Grandpa Aoi's earlier attack. He threw both towels away then proceeded to the hallway closet to retrieve some floor cleaner and paper towels. Yammy was rubbing his stomach, as he walked through the threshold of his room. Aoi was hidden in the shadows of the hallway with a smirk on his face.
Just as his grandson walked out of the room he'd aimed the the wooden katana directly at his chest, with just as much force. Yammy noticed the surprise attack slightly to late. The strike connected with his chest making him fall back, almost doing a full on back flip, landing on his shoulders. "Your enemies may be hiding around the next corner. Never be to focused on in front of you." Aoi said stepping into the doorway.
Yams who was to occupied on breathing almost missed everything his grandfather had said to him. "Yes......Grandpa....." He said in between exasperated breaths. "Get up or I will show you what your enemies will do while you are down." Yammy struggled simply to sit up. Aoi walked up to his grandson and held out a hand. "However you will not always be alone on the battlefield." Yammy took his Aoi's hand. Using the strength Aoi lent him Yammy was able to stand despite the pain he felt.
"There is nothing wrong with relying on others. However..." Before Yammy could react Aoi pulled him in and punched him in the gut, causing spit and a small amount of blood to fly out the mouth of his grandson. Yammy's body went limp for a few seconds. Aoi allowed his grandson to drop to the ground. Yammy was on his knees hobbled over in pain. Both arms across is stomach.
"Now pick yourself up." Aoi took a step back. "This is also a lesson to watch some of the ones who call themselves your ally. This may not always be the case. You must always be wary of the snakes who don't hiss or show their fangs and the wolves whom are in the wool of a sheep." Yammy's mind and ears retained the what Aoi had said, but he couldn't feel his limbs. "Yes Grandfather." Yammy willed his arms to move. Punching the ground with both fists.
"Do you think your enemy would allow you to be in the position?" Yammy, with his forehead on the floor, shook his head. "No sir." Aoi looked down at his grandson readying another strike. Yammy began slowly standing up. Once on both feet Yammy wobbled. His body trying to balance itself out. "Have you had enough,or can you continue?" Aoi asked in a stern manner. Yams looked directly into Aoi's eyes. The golden tones of their eyes shinning brightly in the low light of early morning. "I'm standing aren't I? Yams said with a slight smirk. "That's what I wanted to see, my son." Aoi turned and walked towards the Dojo, with Yammy following behind him.
796|750 [Endurance Trained D0 → D1]
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