Memories (On Hold)

chapter 10

Zim memory*

Zim was running to the training room he was late. "Tallest!!! I knew I shouldn't have been.         eating with stupid skoodge" Zim opened the door to the training room "sorry im late!" Zim said in a huff. He was slightly out of breath from running "about time" Zim heard the familliar deep voice say. Zim looked to see
The tall pale green, grey eyed irken standing in the middle of the empty room. "Are you ready?" Grey asked looking at Zim. "Give me a minute." Zim said taking his uniform off so now he was in his thermals. Zim
Let out a sigh. Zim got into his stance. "I'm ready now" zim said
Grey nodded smiling "no breaks this time Zim" grey smirked

           
Zim stands fairly upright, guard high and arms extended while keeping his weight on the back leg with the front leg light which made him able to check kicks and kick faster. This stance has emphasis on utilizing the "eight limbs" of fists, elbows, knees and shins. The high guard, while it may look rather silly at first glance, is useful for throwing elbows and initiating a clinch, ( a clinch with both hands around the base of the opponents skull to control the head and allow for knees to be thrown in close proximity.) His stance synergizes well with his combat style.

After hours*

Zim was panting. He was pretty brused now He could barely even stand now. he seemed to be lowering his guard weakly and tieredly  "What are you doing!? I said no breaks! Put your guard back up" grey commanded. "No...I don't wanna" Zim said weakly panting grey smirked giving a evil chuckle. Zim knew this meant he'd most likely be beat unconscious again If he didn't defend himself. He saw grey coming right for him. He dodged as best he could deciding blocking wasn't a good idea as the bones in his arm seemed like they were gonna shatter if he did. Grey went for a straight. Zim dodged winding up a round-house kick manager to hit grey in the leg causing him to fall. Even after grey had fallen Zim kept kicking over and over.

After that grey was in the infirmary for a few days. Grey actually showed zim praise and was happy he had the power to do such a thing at his height. He made the training even harder.
"You have to become even stronger" grey told Zim. And after that Zim listened to grey and never refused. Training until
He would always pass out, out of exhaustion.

Some days grey would suddenly
Vanish without a trace. And he would be back just as he disappeared. Zim didn't think much of it. He actually found it
As a break and would lay around
Mostly.

Zim was walking to the training room. Zim entered the room seeing grey standing in his normal spot. "Ohhhh. You're on time this time" grey hummed
"I'm always on time" Zim said taking his uniform off as he'd always done. Grey already had taken his off. "We're doing some
New training today." Grey said Zim was stretching "whatever it is I'm read-" zim was cut off "take your pak off." Grey said casually "eh?" Zim looked at grey dumbfounded "like this" grey took his pak off looking at zim
"We won't be able to fight like that!" Zim exclaimed. "Oh we'll use umbilical cord for this training." Grey said sitting his pak on a table "but those are for smeets!" Zim exclaimed "yes they are. But let's see if you can hold out with one" grey said pushing buttons on a panel. Two plates moved on the wall where Zim and grey were. Two tentical like wire came from holes. They twitched and pulsated. Grey connect his umbilical cables. Zim took his pak off replace it with his own cord. "This time we'll work on your defense" grey said as Zim got into his stance.

Defensively (zim fights much more like a Western kickboxer or out-fighter) zim dodged with bobs and slips to avoid danger and keeping a good distance away from his opponent. this is due to him being smaller as in comparison to his opponents and blocking traditionally would not be the best sustaining option for a fight. However, he is still able to use his hands effectively in a defense manner, parrying  punches and counter striking during fighting. Zim is able to block a straight grey through by holding his hand against the back of his head and blocking with the elbow out, causing Grey's fist to meet the pointed end of his elbow. This type of static guard isn't done much because of how precise the block would have to be and how straight the punch would have to be to not slip past the guard and slam into zim's face.

While grey was recovering Zim kicked him In the chest. Grey coughed a bit of blood. Zim cheered himself "ha take that!" Zim didn't notice. Grey grabbed zim's arm pulling it up and sweeping his leg causing him to flip and fall on his stomach. "Ow!" Zim said looking up seeing grey was about to rip his umbilical cable out. He froze standing up turning around "that's enough for today..." Grey said taking his umbilical cable out it retracting into the wall. He put his pak and uniform back on leaving. Zim quickly did the  same running out. "Wait what's the-" Zim looked around to see no one. "What the-" the was confused "Zim good job!" Zim looked to see the source to be Red."you did good" red rubbed zim's head. 'wait red had been watching me?' zim asked himself.
He did like getting praise from red although. Red gave him a kiss on the head. "I have to go meet with Tallest Miyuki we can eat together later." Red said Zim answering with a "ok" as he walked down the corridor.

'theres something not right about that grey.' just as Red finished his thought he came face to face with the irken himself. Those grey eyes looking into crimson ones.
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Cliffhanger muhahahaha.