Children of a Lesser God

Chapter 97: First Lesson

"EHH?" Laz thought he heard wrong. In fact, he was sure he had heard wrong.

"Come on... just for a minute?" Kat followed up with.

"What for a minute?"

"Are you mentally slow? No worries, I will just do it myself." With that, Kat jump at Laz and firmly gripped his boxers, surprising him.

"EEPPP!" Laz let out a bit of an unmanly noise as he grabbed hold of his boxers in an attempt to keep them on.

"Just let me see. Just a few minutes, no... One minute. Just one minute. I've never gotten to see one up close..." Kat spewed off while wrestling with Laz.

'What the fuck? She wants to see my shaft? What the hell is this shit? I met her like five minutes ago..." Laz was lost and confused and started to picture a real messed up situation happening. It wasn't as though she was unattractive. Quite the opposite really. But this situation was too messed up for words.

As they fought, one trying to pull them down and another trying to keep them up while trying to escape, suddenly, the deep sound of someone clearing their throat rang through the room.

"A-AHEM."

Looking at the door, Laz noticed Jon had stepped in and saw them in this very awkward situation. He and Kat had both froze on the spot while watching the big man start to walk towards them.

"I, Uh..." Before Laz could say a word of explanation, Jon walked over, reached his hands out and grabbed Kat, lifting her up of the ground in a smooth motion. Although she had tried to hold on to Laz, the sudden change in direction jolted her loose. Walking with his arms out while his hands were under her armpits, he swiftly carried her to the door and walked through without saying a word. A few seconds later, Laz heard a muffled boom followed by a rather loud "FUCK," before seeing Jon peek back inside the door.

"Sorry about that. I grabbed her key so you should be safe. Just finish changing and come on out." Jon then turned and closed the door behind him, pulling it all the way shut.

Laz was dumbfounded as he stood there with his hands still tightly clenched to his boxers, just staring at the door. After a few moments of silence, Laz heard the doorknob turn a few times before it stopped. Briefly, very briefly, Laz was thinking about running. This was not what he had signed up for. But he remembered that he told his Grandpa Chu that he would do this, took a deep breath and got changed. Making sure everything was put away and that he had the key, Laz left the room and walked out to the main area.

When he got there, he saw Kat sitting down in a corner while grumbling and Jon standing at the wooden post that Kat was hitting earlier. Walking into the room as though nothing was wrong, he walked over to Jon and stood still. Jon noticing Laz in the fresh white gi, nodded silently before turning to face him.

"Alright young man, first off, let me apologize for my daughter," Jon said while bowing slightly towards Laz.

"She's a bit of a work out and health fanatic so she gets kind of crazy when it comes to things like body definition and exercise. Basically, she's kind of a pervert."

"DAD!!" Kat yelled from her corner.

"Am I wrong?" Jon said, looking over at her.

"Well... no... but you don't need to make me seem like some sort of freaky pervert or something," Kat said, clearly at a loss to defend herself.

"Yeah, I'll keep that in mind. Anyway.." Jon turned to look at Laz.

"Don't take offense to it. She's been cooped up here for a few years after graduating college to help me out and doesn't get out much. I've told her many times that I'm perfectly capable of running the dojo without her, but she doesn't listen. Needless to say, in a town as small as this, there aren't exactly many guys around who meet her criteria of fitness. So when she saw you, she kind of lost it.".

"Ah... well. Ok." Laz didn't know how to respond, but at least he felt better knowing she wasn't trying to **** him or anything, she just had a strange fetish. As a guy, he could understand that.

"Yeah. Honestly speaking, she doesn't have a lot of experience with guys since she scares them off more times than not. At 24, you would think she could have at least one steady boyfriend."

"Dammit dad, enough already." Kat looked like she was about to attack her old man at any moment.

'So she's only 24 huh? Well, I guess I'm not really a good judge of age anyway,' Laz thought to himself while looking over at her. Once again his inexperience with women was showing through, not that it mattered.

"Anyway, getting back on topic. I need to see how strong you are exactly and how high your endurance is before we continue," Jon commented. Laz couldn't help but shoot the bear like man a questioning look. He had assumed he came here to learn how to fight. What did that have to do with endurance? Jon, noticing Laz look, laughed.

"Your wondering when you will learn to fight eh?"

"Yes," Laz replied honestly.

"Well, that will come soon. Since we only have a few weeks, we kind of need to do things a bit differently. We have classes in the afternoons and evenings throughout the week and on weekends. This means that during the morning, Kat will be in charge of your exercise and training to that extent."

"Really?" Kat's head perked up as though someone was offering her a treat. Standing up and walking over, she looked her old man in the eye and once again asked, "really?"

"Yes. Really. Since either of us can do this, at least you'll enjoy it. Just try to keep it in your pants though, ok?" Jon reminded her.

"Hehehehehe..." Kat was crackling while turning her head towards Laz, as though an evil villain had finally trapped it's pray. Laz couldn't help but feel a shiver go up and down his spine.

"Alright, enough like that. You're scaring him." Jon swatted the back of Kat's head. He then pointed at the post.

"Alright Laz, I want you to hit the post as hard as you can without hurting yourself."

"Umm... You sure," Laz asked, hesitating. He had a rough idea how strong he was and also the thing was only made of wood after all.

"Yeah. Just remember something. No matter how hard your first is, there is always something harder. You're not using your first like a hammer. If you wanted to do that, you might as well just use a hammer. What you want is to focus the energy created by your fist into the wood at the point of contact. If you can do that, then any part of your body could be a weapon, not just your fist. And every part of your body can be just as destructive as your fist," Jon lectured. He had a bad feeling that Laz was just going to bash his fist into the post as hard as he could. Even though the rope would provide some cushion and the post, being wood, would absorb the impact, there was still the chance that Laz would hurt himself. Young men tended to be somewhat brash after all.

Laz walked over to the post and stood in front of it. At first, he reached his hand out and touched the wood and the rope. After listening to Jon a bit, he had some ideas. Despite training, he had never fully grasped how to make his energy flow through his fist. He could do it to his entire body which was a lot of surface area and then also to his leg, which, although smaller, was still larger than a fist. For the moment, he wanted to get the feel of the post with his hand, almost as though he was showing the energy where he wanted to direct it.

Jon didn't say anything, but Kat was mumbling all kinds of things under her breath.

"What the hell? Just hit the damn thing."

"Why the fuck are you caressing it? Wood make you that turned on?"

"Is he scared or something?"

She kept mumbling on and on while observing Laz. For Kat, she was rather straightforward. If you don't hit something hard enough the first time, just hit it twice as hard the second time. There was no reason to hesitate about it. In her mind, a hot blooded man should just throw a fist first and figure out the details later. Laz couldn't help but overhear her as he tried to focus, his mouth beginning to frown.

"He might be solidly built, but he's kind of a puss..." Was Kat's final judgement. Jon finally had enough of his daughter and glared at her, forcing her to shut up.

With the newly brought silence, Laz had found the focus he needed. All his hand could feel was the wood while the rest of him relaxed. The grain against his skin, the tickling bite of the rope, all of it, was felt through his finger tips. After closing off and out everything else, including Kat's comments, he could finally see the energy's direction through him. All he needed to do was let it burst out.

Taking a deep breath, Laz backed away. He started circulating his source essence, letting the energy flow through his body over and over again. When he finally felt like it had reached it's peak, he took one step forward and threw out a punch.

BOOM

The noise exploded though the dojo, startling both Jon and Kat while the blonde guy at the front desk fell backwards out of his chair. Jon made a quick move and stood in front of Kat while shards of wood flew everywhere. Luckily for Laz, since he had directed his energy forwards, the wood all blew out from where he was standing.

As the wood dust and many of the tinier pieces of wood and rope started floating down, Laz pulled back his fist, looking at the post in surprise. Even though he had felt like he was doing it right, the end result was simply amazing. Jon finally recovered his senses enough to walk forward and began examining the post. He then grab Laz's hand and started pressing his finger into it at different points. Although Laz winced a few times, overall, he was fine. Unlike the last time, he barely even touched the wood itself. What made the wood explode was the rush of energy that came out of Laz's fist like a wave. After ensuring that Laz was ok, Jon just took a step back and looked at the young man.

Laz was immersed in the feeling of what had just happened and was playing it back in his head over and over again. From what he remembered of the paper his Grandpa Chu gave him, he felt like he had started practicing the actual Dragon Fist. Something about it still felt off however.

Kat finally regained her cool and came forward, grabbing Laz's fist. She then started to work her hand down his arm and up to his bicep while periodically squeezing. Come back to the moment, Laz felt her actions but didn't say anything, vaguely remembering that Jon did the same thing. While Jon had checked his hand, he thought that she was checking his entire arm to look for signs of stress or soreness. At least, that's what he thought at first.

She kept going after reaching his shoulder and started grabbing his chest, as though she wanted to evaluate just how tough his pecks were. After that, she stepped to the side and used one hand to roam his abs while another hand was pressing into his back. It seemed strange, but at the same time Jon didn't say anything and just looked on. She then brought her nose in close and began sniffing him. This finally prompted Jon to grab her by the back of her gi collar and yank her away.

"That's enough of that thank you. You're like a dog in heat. How the hell are you going to be able to work with him like that? Oh, that's right. I remember you telling me you didn't want anything to do with him. Sorry I forgot about that. I will take over from her," Jon teased while smiling a bit sarcastically.

"OVER MY DEAD BODY. I finally have someone to work with in the middle of bum fuck town and there is no damn was you are taking that from me," Kat shot back while walking forward.

Sigh.

Jon just shook his head, knowing that she had already latched on like a leech and wouldn't leave Laz alone no matter what. Although he knew that nothing would happen between them, he also knew of his daughter's strange fetish. All he could do was say a little prayer that the young man would survive being her first guinea pig and lay down some ground rules for her.

"Alright Laz, we will talk about this later. Don't worry though, it's not a bad thing. Just go back to your room and meditate on what you just felt. Remember the sensation. I'm going to take my daughter away to go over some rules and we will start up with some basic training shortly."

With that, Jon grabbed his daughter by her collar and forcefully dragged her over to another room while she stared back at Laz the whole time.