June 23 2350
Alexander walked through an icy tundra as the winds howled around him. Wearing only a thin jacket and shivering, he hunched over and crossed his arms. Ice was forming on the sleeves of his jacket. His feet trudged through the ice and snow, moving slower with each aching step.
As he walked through this icy hell, he heard the voice of Seiton again behind him. Seiton said to him, "You can't run from me no matter where you go."
Alexander then ran through the snow ignoring the cold temperatures. He couldn't see the demon anywhere, but he knew that he was there to hunt him down.
"Stop running from me!" Seiton shouted at him. "I told you not to run!"
Alexander then saw a rocky mountain with a light on top shining through the snowy storm. He believed that it was an exit to get away from the demon. He sprinted across the snow and leaped onto the first level of the mountain. He climbed over rock walls and leaped to each level of the mountain as the demon chased him.
"You are weak! You can't outrun me!" Seiton shouted angrily.
But Alexander climbed, hoping that shining glow was an exit. The closer he was to the light, the more he felt he would escape from the demon. Then he saw a row of stairs that led to the strange light. As soon as he got to the stairs, he leaped over the steps as if he was racing in the Olympics. The light got brighter as he got closer to the light. He barely kept his eyes open as he got to the light.
Then a strange young woman appeared from the light and stepped toward Alexander. She wore a golden dress, her eyes were blue, and her hair was black. As soon as he saw the woman, he knew who it was. It was his mother, Helen. He was very happy to see his mother again. She looked very beautiful to him. Now that his mother was here, she could protect him from Seiton.
"Mother!" Alexander cried to his mother. "Save me! Please!"
Helen smiled and said, "Don't be afraid" and she disappeared. Then a golden sword appeared in the snow. There were various gems on the handle of the sword and the shiny blade was made of titanium. His mother had given him a sword to fight off the demon.
"Your mother is a fool!" Seiton shouted. "She can never protect you! You don't have any hope!"
Alexander picked up the sword and his arm magically became armored. He turned around and saw the eyes of Seiton in a thick cloud of black smoke. The smoke slowly morphed into Seiton's true Titan form. As soon as he showed his true form, he laughed at Alexander.
"You think you can handle me," he laughed. "Well, if that is how you want to die, let it be!"
Seiton charged with claws and teeth sticking out. Alexander raised his sword and charged as well. Fire circled around them forming his own arena. The demon magically summoned his own sword and about to strike him. As their swords clashed, he woke up.
He woke up as a roar of thunder came from outside early in the morning. It was the raining season in Purlife again. Hobbes came into his room and jumped onto the bed. He purred and snuggled as he got on the bed.
"Morning boy," Alexander said as he petted his pet jaguar. "It is going to be a wet day."
As he petted Hobbes, he thought about that dream he just had. This time, his mother was involved and gave him a weapon to fight. At first the dream started as horrifying and then the battle was about to become epic. He didn't know if he was going to win that fight or not. He didn't know how to fight someone. He also remembered the time where Hortor and his gang ripped his skin open and [he] wasn't able to fight back. No one ever taught him how to fight.
He got up from his bed, got dressed, and headed to the kitchen. When he got to the kitchen, Alice made oatmeal with blueberries freshly picked from their garden.
She looked up, smiled. "Morning Alex."
"Morning Alice," said Alexander. "That oatmeal looks really good."
"I hope you like it," she said. "Did you sleep well?"
"Kind of, but I had another dream with Seiton and this time my mother was in it too," said Alexander.
"What did your mother do?" she asked as the name Seiton and Alexander's mother got her attention.
Alexander started, "First, Seiton was chasing me in an arctic wasteland and I climbed all the way to the top of a mountain. On the top of the mountain was a bright glowing light. I got to the light and it turned out to be my mother. She disappeared and left me a golden sword to fight him. Seiton got his sword out and we were about to have a battle. But then my dream ended."
"I hope you were going to win," she said. "There is something we must discuss."
"Ok, what is it?" he asked.
Alice cleared her throat as she began to explain. "When I first met you, you were helpless. As you discovered that you're a hybrid of the Spacers, you felt lonely and vulnerable. I know that Seiton guy wants to come after you. But I am not going to let that happen. You are still helpless, but not forever."
"What are you planning?" Alexander asked as he wasn't sure what she was up to.
"Alex, I'm going to train you," she stated. "You must learn how you can defend yourself. Seiton and the Helbots would come after you. So you have to be ready to fight. I can't let you be all helpless. Please let me do this."
Alexander took a few moments to think as he hesitated. He had ran away from the Helbots when they came to his homeworld. Hortor's bullies beaten him as he couldn't fight. Nightmares of Seiton kept happening as he tried to sleep. Alice was right, he thought. He was defenseless.
She added. "I learned many fighting styles when I served in the military and I still practiced these moves," she added.
"What do you suppose we do?" he asked.
"First you must finish your breakfast," she said. "Then we'll go outside to begin your training."
He looked through the window as rain poured out. "In the rain?"
She nodded. "In the rain."
After Alexander finished eating his oatmeal, he went back into his room and put on his workout clothes. When he was ready, they head out to the back door. Rain showered over him as they walked to an open yard. They got to the middle of the yard and his clothes were already sticking to him.
Alice stood facing him as they begin. "Alright Alex, I want you to get into a riding stance. You widen your legs, crunch down into a perpendicular angle, and keep your back straight."
He began to go into this stance. As he lowered his hip, he stopped as his legs stretched and locked in place. She said, "Go lower."
He said as he struggled to hold. "This is how low I can get."
"You can still go lower," she said. "Make sure your butt is sticking, your knees level to your toes, and your back straight."
He listened and straighten his back. As soon as he did it, he fell onto the soaking grass. as if he had done it before. She said, "Normally, all beginners fall when doing a stance for the first time. As you practice, you'll get better. Now do ten pushups."
After he did his pushups, he got back on the stance. She continued, "Alright then. When you make a fist, keep your thumbs at the side of your hands. If you were going to punch someone with your thumb at the front of your hand, they would be broken off." He understood that and moved his thumbs at the side of his hands.
"Excellent. As you throw a punch, you extend it to as far as it can go to. Don't throw it far like you are trying to reach for it."
Alice picked up a stop sign and stuck it into the ground in front of him so he could use it as a target practice. Alexander extended one arm at a time as he threw punches at the stop sign without hitting it. At first he was slow with the punches, but ten minute later he threw them so fast that his arms started hurting. She believed that it wouldn't take long for him to know all of the moves for self-defense.
After she taught him some basic punches, she then had him throw punches while blocking at the same. "To block the opponent's punches, you curl your arms outward to have the punches be bounced off. Or if the opponent was going to strike you from high above, you just block with the lower parts of your arms."
Alice threw a punch at Alexander, he curled his arm too early and she hit his face. He fell to ground and cried in pain. She pulled him back up and looked to make sure she didn't leave any bruises.
"Ok, I'm sorry. Now you must know when to block. I'll go slow," she said. She inched her punch towards him.
"Block," she said as she got halfway to him. He curled his arm and knocked the punch out of the way. "Excellent, we're going to continue to do this for five minutes."
Alexander eyed on her punches as he practiced his blocking. As he blocked, Alice increased her speed. She went faster with her strikes and he started having problem keeping an eye on some of them. Then she punched him twice and he was flipped to the ground. He held his nose firmly as he shouted. "My nose!"
Alice got him back up and his nose was bleeding. "Let's get you a tissue and hold on your nose until it stops."
Alexander grabbed the tissue and held it in his nose. "Wow, three punches at the same spot."
"We'll go easy until your nose is better," said Alice. "When you are better, you'll be spending all afternoon practicing your punches and blocks."
The next day, they got back to the yard to do more training.
So far he had mastered punching and blocking. Next she taught him stances to be in a fight. Some of the stances of her fighting techniques were going to the opponent, retreating from the opponent, getting out of the way, and some twists and turns.
"You are doing great!" Alice was pleased. "Next I am going to show you different kinds of kicks. The first types of kicks we are going to do are toe kicks where you kick and your toes are extended to the very tip of your feet."
They both got into a stance where they were going to do some kicks. She had him do some toe kicks to the ankle, the stomach, wrists, elbow, and to the head. He understood how to do toe kicks to different parts of the body of the opponent and how very effective they were. Then they did heel kicks to the legs, stomach, and the chest. He wobbled to the sides as he kicked and then fell. But he got back up and practiced more toe kicks.
"That's a good start, now let's try sidekicks. Here is what you do, you lean to the left side of your body and use your right leg to kick at the right side. If you practice long enough, you would kick something that is above five feet from your head."
He leaned to the left side of his body, picked up his right leg, and kicked to the right side. First his side kick was a little bit low. He tried to go higher, but lost his balance. She had him do pushups every time he fell.
"Ok then! Now we are going to do crescent kicks. You start out having your leg on the ground. When you swing your leg to left, bend your knee on the other leg you so you can lift your kicking leg high enough so it goes above your head."
He watched her do a crescent kick and then he lifted his left leg and swung it to the right. Then he spun around like a top and splashed into a puddle of mud. Scraping the mud off his face and shirt, he got some in his mouth and spat it out. Then had to get back to the ground to do more pushups.
She said. "I have you practice your kicks all afternoon. Tomorrow I will teach you how to grab in different ways. At the end of the day, I want you to stretch out your muscles so they will recover."
He nodded and spent about half an hour stretching each part of his body. After that he felt more energetic than before. Later that evening, he practiced the moves he learned while Alice was making dinner. Alpha came to the yard and started talking to him.
"Alexander, Alice was very impressed that you just mastered the basic moves of hand combat," Alpha was happy.
"Thanks," he smiled. "It's only the beginning."
"Pretty soon, you will be able to fight the Helbots," said Alpha.
Alexander stopped doing crescent kicks to take a breath. "They better not come here soon. Right?"
"I don't know, but you need to keep practicing. You are getting better at this."
"Thanks," said Alexander as he continued to do more kicks.
The next day, Alice taught him how to fight with various grab techniques. They returned to the open yard where they were before. It was breezy, but it would help them feel cool from the hot sun of Virgil. He just finished his warm ups and was ready for his lesson.
"Alright, grabs are useful in fighting while the opponent was going to strike you with a punch or kick," Alice instructed him. "As you grab, you can pull the opponent towards or away from you."
Alice showed him how to grab by demonstrating on her own, she had him attack her to see how it was done, and then he did it. She showed him the basic block he should use if someone were to kick him. Then she twisted her block into a grab and crouched down. He went to kick her, but she grabbed the kick and forced him down into the ground. He then got up and did the same technique she did.
Then she had him review the moves he remembered from the first day. He got into perfect fighting stanches and preformed his punches, grabs, blocks, and kicks at the same time. She lunged at him and threw a couple punches at him. He blocked them, then she knocked him down with a crescent kick. She helped him up and attacked him again. He retreated as she got closer to him. He blocked and threw a kick. But she caught the kick in the air and threw him down. Feeling frustrated, he lunged at her and randomly threw punches at her. She blocked them away and thrust kick his stomach.
Lying on the ground, Alexander shouted. "This is so hard!"
Alice said. "Alex, you are frustrated. You need to learn how to be patient and control your moves. We have all summer to do this. Don't beat yourself down yet. You'll get better. Now please do fifty pushups for me."
After doing more pushups, Alexander felt very tired for this training. He felt as if this was going nowhere for him. He looked up in the sky thinking Seiton was watching him from above. Panicked, he continued to practice hoping to get better.
Days passed as he learned and practiced his fighting moves. As he was mastered every move, Alice then taught him how to use martial art weapons. She took out a couple of wooden staff and handled one to him.
"First part of the lesson," said Alice with a joke. "Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far."
"Theodore Roosevelt said that," said Alexander.
"I was kidding in a way," she smiled. "I will show you how to fight with a staff. You can block the opponent's strikes at various directions with the staff."
She held the staff with both hands near both ends. She raised her staff in the air as a way of blocking a strike from above. Then she lowered her staff to her knees, which was a way of blocking a strike coming from below. She turned it to the left side of her body to a block a strike that was coming to her sides. He slowly followed every move she made with the staff and understood how to block and strike.
Then they had a staff sparring match between each other. She threw her strike from above and he blocked it. Then he changed the block to a strike to the side. His change from a block to a strike caused her to be knocked down. She got back up and swung her staff from below and he tripped. His punishment for his defeat was sixty pushups.
Next day in the afternoon, she taught him how to fence. They got into their fencing suits and she showed him how to use a fencing foil. He paid attention to every move she made as a perfect way to learn. He practiced very well with the fence and they had a fencing match. He used the blocks and strikes he learned as he fenced against her. He blocks and strikes her at a fast pace and received more point on the score broad.
As he stabbed her with the sword for the first time in the match, Alice felt very exhausted and relieved as they spar against each other for about an hour. She took a while to catch her breath and grab a long drink of water.
"Your moves have improved very well!" Alice patted while drinking her water at the same time.
"Thanks Alice," he smiled and bowed to his teacher before heading back to the house.
"Before dinner is served, I want you to spend an hour running fast on the treadmill," she said. "After that, continue practicing your moves."
"Alright then," he nodded.
As she rested on the bench in the yard, she was very happy that Alexander learned and mastered all of the fighting moves she taught him. Soon everyone would witness the greatest warrior ever existed. She felt much better about his future because he was preparing. This was very good for them.
For a week, she had him lifted weights in the basement. Before he worked out, he always stretched his muscles to warm up. At times he goes running through the jungle all the way to the beach and back.
She dragged an empty metal barrel and hung it from a tree branch. Alexander looked confused as he wondered what she was doing. He asked, "What are you doing?"
She finished tying the rope. "I am going to have you punch this barrel many times. It'll hurt. But the more you do this, the more stronger you become."
Alexander stood in front of the barrel and got into his fighting stance. He punched against the metal barrel and clutched his hand. His hand felt numb and it hurt.
"Hit the barrel again," she said.
He gulped and hit it again. "Ow!"
His other hand felt numb. He shook his hands and continued to hit the barrel. He kept hitting until the skin was scrapped off his hands. Blood began dripping off his fingers.
"That would be enough punching that barrel for today," she said. "Please do pushups."
One week later, Alice taught him how to fight in Judo style. She showed him how to grab, knock down, trip, and tackle an opponent. First, she did the moves on her own while he was watching. Then she had him tackle her and demonstrated how her moves were done. And then she attacked him and he did the same move as she did. They did this way for each fighting move so that he could fully master it.
As she showed him all the moves of Judo moves, they had a Judo match. She had him attack her and she grabbed a hold of arms. Then he twisted his body to break free, but then she lifted him into the air and threw him into the ground.
At the next sparring match, she got on top of him pinning hard into ground not letting him go anywhere. He grabbed her shoulders, flipped her over, and pinned her down as well. She couldn't resist or break free from him and so he won the match. After a series of Judo matches, he was able to win at the last round.
The next day, she had Alexander wake up early in the morning to go hiking up a mountain wearing weights around his ankles and waists. He found it a very difficult getting to the top. His muscles tightened with the weights as he got to each foot up the mountain. There were times he had to climb on a rock wall with the weights on his back. When he got to the top of the mountain, he ran all the way down still with the weights on.
When he got home, he fell to a bench and stretched out his legs. His body had been aching for weeks of training. This training had been rough, but it was worth it.
"Good, you're home," said Alice as she stepped out of the house. "Now I want you to punch more on the barrel and do a hundred pushups after."
Alexander nodded and walked to the barrel. He took a few deep breathes and got into his stance. He punched against the metal with ease. Shifting his positions around, he bend the sides of the barrel. He can feel his fingers breaking and more skin scraping off during his punches. But he couldn't stop until Alice said so.
The next day, she had him swim across the bay until he was very tired. He started swimming at around eight in the morning and didn't stop swimming until it was about six in the evening. He swam three thousand five hundred feet across the water from one point to the other.
He ran back home and practiced his fighting moves. Then he punched the barrel more. The barrel bent even more as he punched. The pain didn't matter to him. He kept saying in his head, if I want to succeed, I have to go through this.
On the last punch, the barrel fell off from the branch. He stomped on the barrel and crushed it down like a soda can. He repeatedly crushed it down until it was as flat as a pancake.
As he took a moment to relax, Alice stood behind him with her mouth open. She was shocked to see that Alexander had become very strong. She shouted, "Alex, that was amazing!"
He turned around. "This training is working!"
She said, "There is more to come. Keep at this."
As the season progresses, he started out learning every basic fighting moves and progresses to advanced moves. He started out as a newbie and worked his way into a black belt warrior. He started out doing small things to doing that was huge and hard. He never felt proud of himself more than ever. This was a great feeling to him. He really loved having her not only as a guardian, but also as his teacher.
One afternoon, Alexander stepped outside and Alice stood in the middle of the yard holding a sword. He thought that they were going to spar with swords again. He went to go get himself and she shouted from the distance. "Don't pick up a sword!"
Alexander called. "But you have one!"
"I want to test you now," said Alice.
Alexander stood in front of her. Alice got into her fighting stance as she swung her sword. "Alex, defend yourself!"
Alice lunged at him. He dodged at an angle and grabbed her fighting arm. She pulled out her knife to stab him, but he caught it. He kicked the sword off her hand and twisted her other hand. She let go of the knife and he flipped her into the ground.
She round out of the way and grabbed a staff with a long blade. He sprint at him as he grabbed her sword. She thrust the staff and he blocked it as he slid the blade to her. The blade sliced her thumb and she lets go of the staff.
Then she kicked the sword off his hand and the two engaged in hand to hand combat. She threw a punch, he blocked it. Then he twisted her arm and threw her across the yard. She slowly got up and he stood in his fighting stance.
Finally, she put her hands together as she was done sparring. He too put his hands together and they bowed to each other. "That would be all today Alex. Now do 150 pushups and continue practicing until dark."
After a long day, he looked himself at the mirror and was amazed to find what he was looking at. His chest was cut and bulky along with his tight abdomen. His arms and legs were cut and bulky as well. He had a body of body an athlete and a body-builder. Not only he looked good in the inside, he also looked good on the outside.
One day, they went to the garden for his training. She took out a huge towel and laid it on the ground surrounded by large beautiful flowers. She had him sat on the towel just as she was sitting down with her legs crossed.
"This is new," said Alexander feeling a little bit odd.
"Today on this training, we are going to meditate," said Alice. "Mediation is a special stress-reliever that has been used since the first civilizations emerged thousands of years ago. It is a great way to relax and feel good about yourself. Here is how it works, you close your eyes, and take deep breathes with your stomach. You breathe in with your nose and exhales from your mouth. Usually you would do this method with relaxing music."
"Does it work?" he asked.
"Every time," she smiled and got out a music player. "Before we begin, I want to ask you a few questions."
"Sure, what is it?"
"How do you feel right now?"
"Right now, I feel stronger than I have before."
"You're stronger. Now, what do you want to accomplish?"
"I want to show everyone how good I am in things and help them. I really don't want to feel out of place. I feel that I could make a difference in everyone's life."
"That sounds great! I believe what you have learned from school, me, your mother, and Alpha, you can make a difference. I am very proud of what you have received in this training I have been giving you all summer. I taught you all the moves I have learned and I want to keep practicing those. I want to use those responsively and help those that are in need."
"I never forget everything since I was born, I will continue to practice and help people. I promise!"
"Great! Lets mediate."
Alice turned on the music player and soothing Indian music started playing. Alexander closed his eyes, inhaled air with his nose, and then exhaled from his mouth. The air he was inhaled made his stomach expand and then shrink as he exhaled. He was only paying attention to his breath and nothing else around him. As he continued to mediate, his muscles relaxed, his breathing slowed down, and his mind was totally blank. He never felt like this before, but he loved it.
As the music stopped playing, Alice opened her eyes and said to him, "When you are ready, you can open your eyes."
Alexander took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes. He felt as though only a little time had gone by since they started, but really they had spent a couple hours meditating. He looked and smiled at Alice.
"Thank you, Alice!" he smiled.
"No, thank you," she smiled back. And they hugged. Alexander was very happy that he had another mother that was both his protector and mentor.
Later that night, Alexander found himself back at the tundra from the last nightmare. He predicted that the demon would come from behind and stab him in the back. He was not armed, but Seiton would be. He looked around to see where the mountain with Helen was on top of it.
"So you think you are strong," Seiton crept up behind him.
Then Alexander saw the mountain on the other side of the frozen bay and ran for it. He didn't care how thick the ice was at the bay. All he cared about was getting to the top of the mountain and fight the demon.
"Your blood shall be poured into the sea," said Seiton.
Then ice that he was running across started to crack as Seiton got on it. Cracks in the ice spread rapidly as Seiton gained on him. The ice then broke apart and Alexander leaped on each island of ice just before they were dissolved. He didn't dare to look back or stop. He focused on which floating ice that was closest to him as he was running.
"I will freeze your heart stone cold!" Seiton shouted. "You can't get up to the mountain!"
"Say all you want, but I am not letting you kill me!" Alexander shouted back as he made it to the other side of the bay.
He got to the base of the mountain and started to trot his way to the top. He could see the shining light on the top. Helen waited for him to come so she could help him. She would help him defeat the demon once and for all.
"Stop running to the top and let me consume your heart!" Seiton ordered.
"No!" Alexander shouted.
"You damn boy never listen to me!" Seiton shouted angrily. "Get over here!"
Alexander ran as fast as he could to the top of the mountain. When he got to the top, Helen waited. He was very grateful to get some aid from his mother. As he got closer to his mother, Helen smiled.
"I am so proud of you," Helen smiled. "You are almost there."
Helen disappeared leaving behind the sword from the last dream. Seiton rushed to him from behind and Alexander quickly grabbed the sword. Alexander was really ready to fight the demon that haunted his life. Seiton arrived on top of the mountain and revealed his Titan form.
Fire spread around them forming an arena. Seiton magically took out his sword and laughed at him.
"You really think you can fight against me?" Seiton laughed.
"I have been training to fight all summer long!" he shouted. "I learned every move Alice taught me! I was untrained, but now I am a warrior."
"You a warrior," Seiton laughed as he thought it was a joke. "Let's see about that."
Seiton zoomed toward Alexander, but Alexander moved out of the way. Seiton swung his sword toward him and he blocked it from the side. As he blocked, he changed the block to a strike to the abdomen and sliced the demon's stomach.
The demon cried in pain when Alexander sliced his stomach. "Damn you!"
Seiton didn't care about the strike and charged at him. He kept swinging his sword in anger as he desperately wanted to kill the boy. Their swords kept clashing as the battle raged on. Alexander used all the moves he had learned from Alice as he fought Seiton. As their sword got stuck to each other, he swung it to Seiton's ankle and sliced the demon's ankle off.
Seiton lost his balance as his ankle was cut off. He was still swinging his sword trying to reach Alexander's heart. Seiton started to lose his battle against a teenage boy.
"No! That is impossible!" Seiton was surprised angrily. "I am supposed to kill you!"
As Seiton couldn't believe that his ankle was off, he swung his sword against Seiton's sword and got it stuck again. The demon tried to keep in balance as he pushed his sword against Alexander's.
"Drop your sword!" Seiton snarled.
"NO!" Alexander roared in the demon's face. Then he got his sword to swing around Seiton's sword and cut his free hand off. Seiton screamed as he looked at his dismembered hand. While the demon distracted, he struck the demon's thumb which caused him to lose his sword. Alexander now had both swords.
"No! No! No!" Seiton was horrified. "Get away from me!"
"This is for the Spacers and my family!" Alexander shouted. With that said, he swung both swords at Seiton's neck and the demon's head was chopped off.
As Alexander chopped off his head, the demon's body disintegrated into dust. The fire was blown out and the sky was cleared. The sun came out and melted all the ice and snow. All of the vegetation spread across the landscape as the demon was gone.
Then Alexander woke up and found himself back in his room. He got out of his bed and wrote in his diary.
I had spent all summer learning how to fight by Alice. She taught me all kinds of fighting moves to defend myself and my loved ones. As I learned each move, I became stronger in the mind and body. With all the fighting moves Alice taught me, I am able to defend myself. I learned the basic moves of fighting. With my fast learning, I was able to learn all of the advance moves like a black belt master! I just had a dream where I was being chased by Seiton. But my mother appeared and gave me a sword. Seiton and I had a battle with each other. With all of the moves I learned, I was able to defeat him. Now he will never bother me in my dreams again! My mother was right; there is a warrior inside me!"