70 Pushups…for an 8 and 11 year old…wussy? shruggs
further training? check. Key events? check. Uber Cool Mega Battle Finale? check.
continues writing
Not for an 8 and 11 yr old child it isn’t, the average 10 yr old probably couldn’t get past 15 push ups…on their knuckles…
I make 8 and 11 year olds do that many pushups all the time. Granted, it isn’t on their knuckles and they don’t find it particularly easy, but Gouki and Gouken must be pretty tough already I assumed.
Whatever. I still enjoy the story.
um…
I have like 7 pages of Chapter 5 done…I think I’ll post it…setting up a major event instead of just keeping it all in the same chapter.
Plus I’m lazy.
you will do it NOW!!!
cant wait to read it…
Chapter V: Prelude
?Get ready to feast on gravel brother! I?m going to end this now?.it?s almost time for dinner!!?
Gouken laughed as he swatted away his brother?s front kick. They stood at the summit of a plateau a couple miles from their house, training as usual. The sky was clear, the sound of distant trees bowing to the slight wind comforting to the ears.
Gouken had a sly smile on his face as he rushed forward, cocking back his fist.
?READY!?? he screamed. Gouki just stood in stance.
Gouken lashed out with a punch which Gouki easily avoided, only to be hit by a roundhouse from the opposite side that clipped Gouki?s head. Gouki stumbled but regained himself quickly.
?What? You thought that punch was it? Come on, one should never attack head on like that. Didn?t you know it was a fake out??
?Yeah sure?just wasn?t ready.?
?Well, be ready next time. HAH!!? Gouken sprang high and fell with a drop kick that slashed through the air. Gouki narrowly avoided the attack; then avoided the roundhouse that followed as soon as Gouken?s feet touched the ground.
Gouki jabbed twice with his right fist, then followed with a cross from his left. Gouken blocked them all, and retaliated with a sweep that knocked Gouki?s legs from under him. Gouki began to fall, but caught himself?turning the fall into a back flip, landing safely 10 feet away from his sparring partner.
?If you can knock me to the ground, you win.? Gouki stated.
?And I get your dessert??
?And you get my dessert.?
?All RIGHT!! Today?s rice cakes!!? Gouken shouted he charged forward. The two brothers had now been under Goutetsu?s instruction for 8 months. And it was clearly evident; their bodies were strong and agile. They had gotten used to their new lives, their father a distant but sometimes too close memory.
?Is that it? You?ll have to do better if you want my dessert brother.? Gouki taunted as he evaded his brother?s roundhouse, sweep, and backfist. Gouken said nothing, only continued to attack with an aggressive fury, a pyre of determination burning in his eyes.
Gouki sprang backwards avoiding a low kick?.
Only to crash into a large tree behind him.
??!? Gouki uttered a yelp of surprise as he slammed into the massive trunk and crashed to the ground with a dead thud and a small cloud of dust. Gouken chuckled to himself as he walked over to his fallen brother, his hands on his waist as he stood over him.
?Sometimes you can win without even touching your opponent. Your surroundings, and their weaknesses can defeat them for you. Something master taught me. Now, let?s go. I?m hungry.? Gouken said with a smile as he picked up his brother and dusted him off.
Another defeat?why does he always beat me? I practice twice as much as he does! Why?. Gouki pondered as they began walking back home. Gouken was a natural; a technique that would take Gouki an hour to learn took his brother about 10 minutes. Although the gap had been shortened considerably, Gouken was still faster and stronger than his brother. But that little bit of extra power and speed made the difference between victory and defeat.
Gouken and Gouki continued to walk, the sounds of nature in perfect harmony around them.
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?Hmmmm?.you two are progressing well.? Goutetsu said, his hands clasped behind his back. The master and students stood a couple feet from the main entrance to the house, Goutetsu inspecting them.
?Master, what is the next step in our training?? Gouken asked.
?I was getting to that my student. Well, now is the time that you come to a crossroads in your path to the warrior?s spirit. Now you must test your skills against others in competition. A tournament I have entered you both in.?
?REALLY?! WOW! I finally get to compete! Thank you master!? Gouken shouted as he sprang into the air, an expression of pure joy on his face.
?Master?.are you sure that we?re ready? I mean?I don?t intend to second guess your judgment?but I can?t even beat Gouken?much less anyone else?.? Gouki stammered, his eyes staring at the ground.
?Gouki, your brother is?how should I put this?an extraordinary pupil. In fact I am confident that you both will do well in the competition. The two of you are stronger than anyone else in your age group I have ever seen. Be confident in your abilities my young student?I am.?
Goutetsu smiled as he patted the top of Gouki?s head.
?Now I will show you some more throws?and from now until the tournament two weeks from now you will both train alone. Without your sparring partners and without me.?
?Yes master.? Both of them quickly responded in unison.
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It was a couple of hours after dawn, the sun grudgingly returning to its daily grind of bringing light to the planet.
Gouki bathed in the sounds of the nature around him, his senses highly in tune with his surroundings as he sat in meditation.
The waterfall raged above him chilling his entire body to the bone. Gouki did not notice as he sat, his eyes closed as his very essence was drawn inward yet outward beyond the biting cold.
Gouki, do not concern yourself with your brother?s progress?.jealously is a long, hard race and in the end it?s only with yourself. Connect with your energies?become one with your ki and your emotions?always be in control and many of your present worries will no longer matter.
?How?will I become one with myself? Is it possible for me? I don?t know?.? Gouki pondered to himself as birds began to sing above him?their voices rising and falling in harmony with each other.
Gouki?s eyes slowly opened, his gaze determined and focused.
?I will do it.?
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?HAH!!?
Gouken shouted as a sharp ?crack? sounded throughout the forest. The young student stood holding a brown staff, almost 6 feet in length?much larger than its wielder.
Gouken took in a deep breath and closed his eyes. His bo (pole) held in one hand and tucked under his armpit.
The tournament was approaching and Gouken anticipated it with his typical youthful zeal. Sweat cascaded down his frame, cooling him off?.but the inferno of his fighting spirit could never be quenched so easily.
In front of Gouken stood a naked tree trunk driven into the ground. The trunk was peppered with dents and the occasional chunk ripped from it. It was Gouken?s training dummy.
The smell of vegetation invaded Gouken?s nose as he stared out into the limitless supply of tall trees. The green canopy shielded Gouken from the majority of the brutal sun and the air was always fresh and calming to the spirit?providing a prefect calm place to train. Gouken?s mind had run though the many different techniques his master had shown him, attempting to pick out the most useful attacks to guarantee a victory at the tournament. He had devised a plan of attack to capture the top spot that he thought was full proof.
His hands slowly moved to his weapon stance. His hands a foot and a half apart from each other, his bo stretched out in from of him.
?I shall crush my opponents.?
Said Gouken, his face hard as stone.
?I WILL BE VICTORIOUS!!?
WHAM!
A loud crash echoed throughout the massive forest as Gouken?s bo slammed into the tree trunk forcefully, startling nearby birds into the air.
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?So have you taught them any advanced techniques my husband?? Afaik question as she sat down to the table, Goutetsu sitting across from her.
?In time my dear.? Was Goutetsu?s solitary answer as she sipped on tea his wife prepared. The long together couple sat in the main room of the house surrounded by paintings, books and Bonsai trees?all things Goutetsu loved.
?Well, how well do they control their energy??
?Very poorly. It?s like they don?t even have it?but I know they do. Basic moves and throws they get just fine?but manipulation of ki?.they just can?t do. They aren?t at peace, so unlocking more of their potential is impossible. But?what can I expect? They are only children.?
?Haven?t they already proven that they are more than just mere children? You need to give them more of a chance. Perhaps they still grieve for their father.?
?You make good points my wife.? Goutetsu paused as he sipped more of his tea, his facial expression one of a deep and profound calm.
?We shall see what will become of my two talented pupils. The tournament shall most definitely be a turning point for them?although I am not sure in which direction. But I cannot predict the future?we will wait and see.?
?That I agree. Now, help me cook?since you have nothing better to do with your time. An apron is in the drawer?unless wearing one is beneath you.? Afaik said with a sly smile. Goutetsu grunted under his breath, but agreed and reached for the drawer as his wife attempted to stifle her laughter?failing miserably.
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?White belts?!? Gouken exclaimed as he stared down at the item in question tied around his waist.
?Yes. What did you expect Gouken?? Goutetsu said with an odd smile.
?We?ve been training all this time?for white belts??
?It is not the training that determines your rank as far as I?m concerned. It is the student applying their training and showing mental discipline in combat. That determines true skill.?
They nodded.
Goutetsu looked at his students, swelling with pride but keeping it inside. He had just given them their formal gi?s, white with the style?s insignia on the right breast and on the back.
They stood at the entrance to a large Japanese Judo ground near Kyoto, where the competition was to take place.
Gouken stared at the massive area in awe. It had to be at least 5 times the size of his master?s?which a huge courtyard and an army of students. There had to be at least 300 people at the grounds.
?So many people?? Gouki muttered.
?Keep in mind that not all of them are competing. This tournament is well known?many people like to watch it. Now go register. I will be watching your matches from over there.?
?Yes master.? They said in unison.
?And remember to focus?.do not concentrate on beating your opponent. That will happen naturally once you connect with yourself.?
The students nodded and entered the main hall, bursting with excitement.
Hmmm, there first tournament. This should get very interesting. I wonder if there’s going to be a surprise guest.
yeah, there will.
Go Hibiki.
No. Really? That would be sick.
Not much of a surprise anymore…unless that was sarcasm. I hope not though. I would love to see Mini-Dan cheering from the sidelines. WAIIIT is this the tournament where Sagat kills Go?
sorry…but Go Hibki is way too young to have children in the timeline of this story:p
He’s like 12.
Hell if I knew. I had no clue how old Go is. I could have been an old man when he lost to Sagat. So then this isn’t the tourney…darn. Ah well, I can alway dream…
I noticed two whimsical, IMO, things:
You accidently put desert three times instead of dessert.
I find it quite whimsical that you keep using Afaik as her name. You do know what that means don’t you?
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Afaik is her name…I forgot who told me that…what does it mean:confused: ?
:lol:
Dear Evil, this is quite funny. You don’t actually know what it means?
:lol: :lol:
The person who told you say that he didn’t know her name, simply ending with AFAIK. He did this because AFAIK equals As Far As I Know.
:lol: :lol:
It also should have tipped you off because Afaik isn’t a really Japanese sounding name. I can’t believe know no one else mentioned this to you.
wow…I’m stupid:lol:
Oh well…her name stays Afaik…cause now I get the joke.
I already suspected that Afaik wasn’t the wife’s real name…
But this is a good fiction so far~!! 
And…
Go Hibiki!? Dan’s Father?
Okay, lemme see if Go Hibiki taunts like Dan, and do the “drunken punches” crazily??
Sounds good FoF, can’t wait to read about Akuma and Gouken in action for the tournament…
Just so ya know…I am working on it…should be ready by…ponders…Friday:cool:
ok…