Fighting boy and the first fight

Chapter 3: The Training

 Jordan woke up in a daze, his sight and memory were both blurry, but, slowly and surely both came back. He was in a room that had a big gold gong in the middle; there were hammers on both sides, both looked like exact replicas of James' golden mallet! The room was entirely gold, from bottom to the very ceiling.

There was even a display case on the opposite wall from the golden gong, the glass had a gold tint, and behind this glass were seven different coloured robes on manikins. Above each dummy was gold plated sign which had on it the name of the power that the garb below it represented. The leftmost cape was the robe of fire, like all the other robes, it had around its midsection a golden rope. Jordan knew the rob was red, despite the fact that the gold plating was causing it to become slightly golden.

Even the lights were displaying golden beams, Jordan saw the effect it was doing to his skin, his skin and clothing had shifted to a slightly golden tone, even the colour of his eyes were a golden red. Then James entered, his tall, slender body got bathed in the beams, even the hammer he held in his right hand was more golden than usual if that were even possible. His typical green attire looked slightly golden!

"Where am I, treasure kingdom?" Jordan said after a few seconds of open-mouthed gaping and silence.

"This is the Goldan training room," replied James in his mid-dark voice.

"No kidding, this light is blinding." At that moment James clapped his hands a couple of times, and the light dimmed as if by magic; Although the effect remained, albeit being slightly less profound!

"Now," James began talking again, walking over to the cabinet. "My friend; Jordan the speed crusader will teach you about your powers. Please wear this robe." He then threw the red robe lightly over to Jordan, and he caught it flawlessly. "Wait, why do I need this robe, and why does a Mysterym have to teach me, why can't an Ascossian teach me!" Jordan questioned frantically.

"This robe helps control powers, so that it is impossible to make mistakes, the golden belt makes sure that your power can't harm anyone or anything. When I was young, I had to go through the endeavour of wearing the green robe, and I've been teaching my apprentice for two years, as for Jordan Gardner, he can teach you the basics and advanced of your powers unlike I can."

"This all sounds too ludicrous; can't you find anyone else?"

"Not many people are as smart as Jordan in Raintown."

"Alright, I'll do it," Jordan finished. However, he was still a bit reluctant. James left, then a flash of light appeared from another entry. Suddenly a miniature tornado appeared. After a short time, the storm calmed and dissipated, the most famous Mysterym had hidden inside the said tornado, and his presence got revealed once the hurricane was gone.

"Good afternoon, Australia." Jordan Gardner erupted.

"But, you're in Raintown. I think." Jordan Myron replied.

"Oh no! I missed my flight," replied the Mysterym going crazy. Myron couldn't help but smile; he let out a tiny giggle.

"Thank you, thank you," Gardner announced. "I'll be here all week." Myron was happy to be in the presence of somebody so funny; however, he had a concern, he wondered how long he'd be trapped in this room, continuously being glossed by golden light?

"How long is this going to take?" Myron asked.

"What the training... or the lights?" Gardner replied laughing loudly.

"The training," Myron continued, giggling quietly.

"Alright," Gardner cleared his throat. "First things first, you must transform into your Ascossian form."

"I thought I was already in my Ascossian form."

"No, unlike Mysteryms, Ascossians have two forms, which they can use at any time, we Mysteryms can only transform once we have the power of seven specific crystals. For example, the zoo crystals, or more commonly known as the animal crystals enable me to turn into any animal as long I have seven of them."

"Oh, OK, so how do I transform?"

"How would I know, I'm a Mysterym, not an Ascossian, just try something!"

"Abra Kadabra, power up. It's not working." Myron stated.

Gardner then took out a blue die and rolled it; When it stopped a hat appeared out of it, and Gardner picked it up.

"I think I remember an instruction booklet in here somewhere." Gardner went through the hat, he threw out an extinguisher and stated: "for emergencies." Then out came a bunny, "I was saving that for a magic show." Next a statue of himself, "whoops, too handsome." He stopped and put the hat back into the die. The booklet he was looking for appeared on top of his head. "I can't find it anywhere!"

"Have you checked your head?" Asked Myron.

"No!" Gardner replied, he then looked up, as he did so the booklet suddenly attached itself to his face. "Hey, Mr Myron, where did you go?" Myron took the booklet and looked through it while Gardner regained his sight.

"According to this." Stated Myron. "All I need to do is say or think 'fire up!'" Suddenly there was a bright flash of red and yellow light, like an intense fire bursting out of nowhere. There was smoke and also the smell of burning metal. When the smoke had cleared, and the smell was gone, an adult was standing in front of Gardner. This man was wearing a red shirt and long metallic coloured pants, he was holding a fire shield on his left arm and in his right hand was a metallic sword with a red plastic handle, the top of the hilt had a lightning bolt in the middle of a circle; there was some sort of ancient power radiating inside the sword. He was also wearing a diadem on his head, the crown itself had been decorated with beautiful seven red jewels, the middle crystal was the biggest. The man had the same ember red eyes and his hair was as red as a fire. Jordan Myron had disappeared and the man described above had replaced him.

"What happened?" Asked the man, "what happened to my voice?"

"P-P-Prince Fighting Boy Pyronaut." Gardner stuttered and almost fainted.

"Ah! I'm an adult, what happened?" The prince shouted, putting the sword and shield away by making them disappear entirely.

"The robe," Gardner said after regaining consciousness. "Put it on, and I'll teach you." Fighting Boy slipped on the robe as if it was nothing more than air. The cloth then glowed, as if it was saying: 'I belong here.' At first, Myron couldn't handle being all grown up, but the robe gave him comfort.

Jordan, the speed crusader, took out seven crystals, Myron identified them as illusion crystals, Myron knew that the Mysterym was going to use them to make a holographic presentation via the power of illusion.

"You have two of what is known as combination powers," Gardner said as a transparent white chalice appeared.

"Combination power?"

"Some, but not all powers, you can make from of two or more elements, for example, fire powers are both heat and light." Suddenly a fire burst from the goblet, red but not burning. "If you can control fire, then you can also control heat and light." The flame separated into two components, one represented heat, and the other was almost blinding light. "Now you try."

Fighting Boy concentrated extremely hard and made a small flame. He then separated the fire, holding the heat in one hand and the light in the other. Suddenly, the gong rang out, Fighting Boy opened his eyes, but there was nobody near the large cymbal, and then it rang again.

"Oh dear," said Gardner, quickly packing up. "Time to go, enjoy your test." Mr Myron's heart dropped to his feet; he then transformed back into a kid, he never had enough time to study because of all of the events that had occurred that day.