*Somewhere, in the middle of a strange desert*
Could you
explain to me again, Trunks, why we are in the middle of a
desert?
We need to
get you training. You have always bragged on how you were the
best fighter in control, now we are here to show that this is
true, to bring out your true self and become a Super Orakian.
...yeah
right Trunks.
You know,
Goku and I are not always going to be here to fight your battles
against Rulakir.
Why, what
is going to happen to you?
*thud*
Nothing, but... ah nevermind. Lets just get to the training.
Sorry, but
I am already trained. I dropped the diapers when I was 1 1/2
years old.
*Hits Orak
aside the head* Not that type of training! Man, now I see why the
Chief gets frusterated with you. Now tell me, what is your best
fighting strategy?
I take my
really long black blade and slash that person a few hundred
times.
Tell me
something. Have you ever fought without your sword?
...not
really...
A sword is
very easy to give up. I gave mine up long ago.
This is
not a secruity blanket we are talking about here. This is a
weapon, and a strong one at that.
*thud* Why
did I ever decide to train you? If it were my father, he would
have vaporized you long ago.
You came
because the Chief made you. He said and I quote, "It is
either train Orakio or face the wrath of my shoes."
Can I
change my mind?
A little
late. So, where do we start?
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