Separated From One Another

Chapter Seven: A Proposition

While you sitting in your cell, the Lord approached you once more, "I have a proposition for you—" He paused for a long moment before continuing, "Train with me."

You blinked at him, "Huh?!"

The Lord huffed in irritation, "I want you to train with me so I can get stronger and achieve my goal."

"Oh—okay," You agreed easily, training was better than working.

He nodded his head and led you out of the room, down a set of hallways you had never seen before. You could not help glancing around at your surroundings curiously, taking in all of the faces of people passing by. Every one of them had the same sort of strangled and confused looks on their faces as you walked with the Lord. Which was a little odd but you did not comment on it.

Finally reaching your destination, you were met with the sight of a large training room, it was empty so you figured it was for sparring. You were taking in your surroundings when you realized an oversight of yours.

"I just want to point out that I cannot really train with you when I have this on my hand," You mentioned holding up the wrist with the suppressor on it.

The Lord made a face before he grabbed a hold of the cuff, making it fall to the floor with a heavy thunk. It took a moment for power to surge back through your body, your ki moved sluggishly still getting used to flowing through your body again. Having your ki back felt strange after not having access to it for several months, it was invigorating, it was freeing. Your heart raced as you rubbed the red spot on your wrist where the cuff had been chafing your skin. Feeling out with your ki you located Finë's distinct ki signature, relief flooded through your body.

In disbelief, you glanced up at the Lord, "Won't King Cold be mad?"

"I have explicit permission—not that I needed it," He muttered the last part of his sentence.

"What kind of training are we doing?"

"We will be training with our ki."

You nodded your head in understanding, taking a few steps back and shaking out your limbs. The ki in your body did not move the exact way you wanted it to, not that it had since you stopped training your ki. Warming up your ki you dropped it down so it was nearly undetectable, you flared it up a little before dropping it back down.

"Show me how to do what you did with your power level just now," His voice was lower like he was scared to ask.

"Sure we can do that."

You took up a seat on the floor, motioning for the Lord to follow your lead; he sat down on the floor after a moment of hesitation.

"What does sitting on the floor accomplish?"

"It helps with grounding yourself and in case you feel lightheaded while lowering your power level," You explained, though the Lord huffed at your lightheaded comment.

Jumping right into the training, you showed him the basics of internal energy manipulation; your body was already feeling the toll while demonstrating. The Lord followed along with minimal difficulty; moving on to the more challenging part of suppressing energy he started struggling, much to his irritation.

You hummed before speaking, "The more energy someone has the harder it is for them to hide it, you have a lot so it is no wonder you find it difficult."

Now that you were focusing all your mind on him instead of splitting it with Finë's presence, you noticed how much he truly had. Closing your eyes to let your kit take over, you could see portions that were void of power, almost like scars. It was almost like he had, had large portions of his ki hidden away inside of his body; you opened your eyes again.

"Try thinking about it like this, put however much of your ki you want into a little ball inside of you, it doesn't matter where it is," You explained, "Do not let any of that ki leave the ball and none of the rest of your ki can interact with it."

The Lord's brows pinched as he forced about half of his ki into a sphere, it took a moment but while he compressed the ki down it stopped being visible to you.

"There you go, you got it," You praised with a smile.

Your voice broke his concentration and the ki ball broke apart, rejoining with the rest of his ki. The Lord's face tensed when he realized he had lost his hard work, he glowered at the realization.

"That was a good start, it takes a while to be able to do it without exerting a whole bunch of effort," You mentioned.

"I suppose that is enough training for today, would not want to tire you out too much," The Lord said, as he struggled to his feet.

You took in a deep breath before addressing him, "You know you never told me your name," You mentioned offhandedly, it was a little weird to keep calling him Lord in your head.

He stared for a long moment like you had just said the dumbest thing he had ever heard, he coughed into his fist before answering, "My name is Frieza, Lord Frieza."

You nodded your head and told him your name, the conversation stilted afterward; that is until Freiza finally spoke again.

"So you have not heard of me?"

"Uh—no not really—should I have?"

Freiza made a strangled face, but did not answer your question; you had a hard time reading him, however, you could not help but feel as though he was irritated.

"Well, I probably do not know who you are because I have only been up here for about two years I think," You mentioned, trying to alleviate the awkwardness, "There are a bunch of things I do not know."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh—well—I do not remember much of my younger years—I think I had a mother—I am unsure—I can only clearly remember up to two years ago," Your chest constricted as you spoke, heart heavy.

Freiza had an uncomfortable look on his face, he did not respond as he clicked the suppression cuff back on your wrist. Finë's presence fell from your mind as your ki was driven out of your veins. Hopelessness flooded into your heart as you gripped at the cuff, when you glanced back up you realized you were alone in the training room. Frieza was long gone.