*Sam's P.O.V*
The night air at Miyagi-Do is cool and crisp, carrying the faint scent of pine and freshly cut grass. I can't help but feel a sense of calm wash over me as I step onto the sparring deck, the soft glow from the lanterns casting long shadows across the dojo.
It's late, but the anticipation of the impending training session fills me with a sense of purpose, a quiet energy that keeps the sleepiness at bay.
I adjust my training clothes, the familiar fabric comforting against my skin. I glance at the empty dojo, waiting for the flurry of activity that will soon fill the space.
The silence feels heavy, but not oppressive, more like a blank canvas waiting for the brush strokes of our movements.
In the distance, I hear the faint crunch of gravel, a sure sign that Dad and Chozen are on their way. A sense of anticipation builds within me.
Training under their watchful eyes is always intense, but I wouldn't have it any other way. They've become my guides in this journey, their wisdom and experience shaping me into the person I am today.
As I wait for them, I can't help but reflect on my journey so far. The challenges I've faced, the victories I've celebrated, the lessons I've learned - they've all led me to this moment. It is nerve wracking if I'm being honest.
But as I stand here, under the stars at Miyagi-Do, I can't help but feel grateful for the path that's led me here. No matter what comes next, I know I'm ready to face it head on.
I hear footsteps from a distance and then I can see my dad and Chozen entering the back way of the dojo.
"Hey, Sam." My dad greeted me, "You ready to train?"
"Yeah, I'm ready." I answered him.
"Good." Chozen said, "We're going to do a bit of everything."
I'm prepared for whatever they throw at me. I have to find my strength and do whatever I can. I know I can do this even though I could feel some doubt too.
And there was a part of me that wanted to ask them if they knew who was going to be fighting for the boys' fight.
But I decided against it.
Miguel did say that he was going to go and talk to Eli about it. I can only hope that it went well. Hoping that Eli would accept to take part in the fight.
So to start off, they had me doing simple kata techniques, things I already know and it's trapped in my memory.
With complete focus, I take away everything that I've been dealing with lately.
The hurt I gave Eli, the silence, the ongoing mess of this karate rivalry. Let me not think about any of that as I put my focus on the kata that I'm performing.
And when we finished with kata, we went into the more intense techniques.
I performed any karate move that I know and my dad and Chozen worked with me on them. I'll take turns fighting them, while they even showed me some new moves.
Every emotion that I have, I put it into training. But it made me work harder too.
Training went on for another hour, me working on anything that karate had to give me.
And to finish it off, I was doing front kicks while my dad and Chozen were holding these pads where I would put force behind my kick.
Training had then ended.
"Looking unbeatable." My dad said, "Let's not overdo it. That's enough for tonight."
"Are you sure?" I asked him. "I-I can go again."
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