Jonathan sat in disbelief in his and Clyde's mansion and he was really mad at Clyde. "What the heck, Clyde?! You said I'd still be a human!" Jonathan yelled, really angry. "W-Well, I kinda didn't know what would happen, since you're the first person who survived long enough to eat the magic fruits. Also, It's your fault." Clyde said. "What?! How is any of this my fault." Jonathan said, scowling at him. "You ate three apples, THREE! I said one not THREE!?!?" Clyde yelled. "Listen, guys. You have to calm down. We know all the excuses. We need to prepare for the King, he's obviously going to be informed of all of this." Danny said, glaring at both of them. "I'm sorry." Jonathan and Clyde say. "Well, anyway, you both are strong, sure, but so are the King and his lackeys. We have to train Johnny to be the best fighter he can be." Danny said, motioning to the training fields.
Their little posey started to go to the training field and they all turned into monsters. Clyde is a demon, and Danny is a giant tiger. Jonathan was one of the most monstrous monsters that Danny has ever seen. "W-Wow, you're... big," Danny said, looking up at Jonathan. "Wow, Danny, what about what you said back at the club? I bet you're taking that back right now, huh?" Clyde said, nudging Jonathan's arm. "W-What?! No, I didn't mean it like that!" Danny said, stepping forward, getting ready to do the course. "What?" Jonathan said. "Oh, nothing!" Clyde said. Then Jonathan saw Danny go through the course quickly and skillfully. He did everything skillfully and even demolished the dummies gracefully. At the end of the course, he changed back, pressed a button to fix the course, and gave a thumbs up.
Now it was Clyde's turn, and he stepped up, sweating a bit. He broke everything in his way and didn't dodge a single thing. It was kind of scary. At the end of it, he had to lean on Danny and had to get him to press the button, and then he gave a tired thumbs up. Next was Jonathan. He got a running start and he leaps and soared through some of the obstacles, but when light lasers were shot at him he got a bit scared and demolished the things shooting the laser. He had to slow down too. Clyde grabbed onto a lever to get up and he flipped the lever all the way. Suddenly, everything got dark and the obstacles started to glow behind Jonathan. They started to explode and Jonathan started to rush. The regular play guns were now shooting real lasers and Jonathan was dodging most of them, but at the end of the course, he got hit a lot all over his body except his necks and heads. When he finished, he turned into his human form and collapsed, coughing up blood and holding his sides.
He felt like he was actually going to die. He felt someone pick him up and place him on something soft. His vision was blurring and it was hard to hear, though he could kind of make out the sounds he was hearing as Danny and Clyde screaming, so he just closed his eyes and let himself go to sleep. He got woken up by a stinging sensation on his sides, which made him open his eyes. He noticed that his vision was clearing and his hearing was getting better. He saw then that he was in a bed and he saw Danny on his left, and Clyde on his right. He tried to get up, but he couldn't. It was very hard to move at all. He struggled to lift his arms, and Clyde laid his hand back down on the bed. Jonathan felt confused because he couldn't feel Clyde do it, he just saw him. He could move his head a bit, so he looked around and he saw Danny talking to someone, presumably a doctor, about something.
He also saw Clyde, and Jonathan smiled, even though he still felt a bit of pain. Clyde looked as if he had been crying for hours, so Jonathan used his hand and tapped Clyde, then he gave Clyde a thumbs up. Clyde pushed a button and half of the bed that Jonathan's back was on rose a little bit. Danny looked over and he was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He said one last thing to the doctor and then he rushed over to Jonathan and almost hugged him. He was grinning and his eyes were welling up. "H-Hi." Jonathan managed to say, his voice hoarse. "Thank goodness! I thought we lost you." Danny said, his voice brimming with joy. "Nope," Jonathan said, smirking. Jonathan saw the doctor come over. "You may not completely know what's going on, but you have several severe burns all over your body. You have to stay here for at least a month. You've already slept for a fourth of that time so you only need to stay here for three more weeks." The doctor said.
Jonathan then remembered what got him in here. He remembered the immense pain and fear he felt while running. "N-No," Jonathan said, looking the doctor in the eyes. "I know why" Jonathan continued. "W-Well, I'm sorry that this happened to you." The doctor said, looking away. "Anne! Chloe! Get in here!" The doctor yelled into the hallway. Then, two nurses ran in, one who had red, wavy hair in a bun, and another one who had glasses and straight black hair cut into a bob. "These are your nurses. The red-head is Anne, and four-eyes over there is Chloe. Don't get too excited though, because Anne's an idiot and Chloe is a recluse." The doctor said, smirking and chuckling a bit. The two nurses both gave the doctor death glares. "A-Anyway, it's the end of visitor time, so please follow me to the main office, Danny and Clyde. I'll fill you in on his recent health report too. Right this way now." The doctor said, about to leave. "Oh, I almost forgot! I'm Dr. Smithe. See ya later!" The doctor said, slipping out of the room and closing the door.
Anne walked up to Jonathan and she hesitated a bit, and then she said "Hi! I'm Anne, and I kinda need to change your clothes." This shocked Jonathan since no one has ever seen him naked beside his mom, because he's only 17. "I-It's fine," Jonathan said, worried. "Don't worry, I won't get scared or anything, I'm not a kid. I'm 21 so it's fine." She said, stepping closer. "I-I'm 17," Jonathan said. "What?! You're seventeen?!" She said looking in disbelief. "Yeah," Jonathan said, a little weirded out by how shocked she was. He could tell that the other nurse was too because that's when she looked over. "You are one heck of a 17-year-old," Anne said, her gaze eying his abs. "Stop being a pervert. You're weirding him out." Chloe said, walking over to Anne. "Hey! You're the one weirding him out! You haven't even spoken to him!" Anne exclaimed. "Fine," Chloe said, turning to me. "Hi, I'm Chloe. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," Chloe said. "The pleasure is all mine," I said.
Jonathan looked down and that's when he noticed that he was burnt all over. His hands and arms, his legs and feet, and his chest and back too. His skin was flakey, but still kind of resembled him. He got quite a bit darker, but he still had his general body shape. The nurses had to change him and he was really embarrassed. He got a bit more accustomed to it as the day went on and he had healed enough to move and speak freely in 2 weeks. It was Monday, the first day that Dr. Smithe had said that he can move freely. He woke up bright and early, but then he remembered that Danny and Clyde couldn't come because they had to deal with the payment for cleaning up the mess at Monster Madness. Jonathan sat up, and he put on his gown. His bandages were finally taken off. He sat there, and he got really bored. He decided to warm up for the first day of rehabilitation exercises later this morning. He started with squats for 10 minutes. They were pretty easy. Then he also decided to do some sit-ups. He did a whole lot of those. He also did a whole lot of push-ups. It took him 3 hours. Like I said, a lot of push-ups and sit-ups.
Jonathan took a shower after so he didn't hear Anne and Chloe enter. The nurses who entered were confused when they entered because Jonathan just finished taking a shower so they couldn't hear him. The nurses were about to leave when they connected the dots, but it was too late. Jonathan opened the shower door to find that Anne and Chloe were in his room, and he had his towel over his shoulder. Yikes. He quickly covered up but the damage was already done. Chloe turned and ran to the farthest corner while Anne just stood there, too shocked to move. "I-I'm so sorry!!!" Jonathan said, backing into the bathroom and closing the door. "I-It's fine. We should have realized sooner." Anne said, finally snapping out of her daze. "C-Could you pass me my clothes, please?" Jonathan said, cracking the door open a bit. "Sure," Chloe said, walking over and passing him the clothes. "Thanks, Chloe," Jonathan said, putting on his clothes and walking out of the bathroom. Jonathan felt even worse because he saw that both of their faces were bright red.
"W-Why were you up so early?" Anne asked. "W-Well, I got up early to train for the rehabilitation thing that's happening soon. That's also why I was in the shower. By the way, why were you guys here first? Isn't Dr. Smithe here first most of the time?" Jonathan said, sitting on the hospital bed. "Well, he said that he'd be here late so we should wake you up. I swear, sometimes I don't know how he isn't fired." Anne said, also going and sitting on the bed. "Well, you said that all you need for the rehabilitation process is to have a staff person with you right?" Jonathan said, enthusiasm coating his voice. "Well, yes, but you also need a professional with you too. Though, I guess we could go get the professional right now." Chloe said, leaning on the bed. "Okay, let's get them then!" Jonathan said. "Come with me, and Chloe can go get her," Anne said, standing up and walking to the door. Jonathan followed her to the gym and he sat down on a bench next to her. Jonathan was filled with excitement to be able to move again. Then, the professional came in and greeted them both with Chloe following close behind.
"Hi! I'm Dr. Dreamer. Nice to meet you." The professional said as she shook Jonathan's hand. "Nice to meet you too," Jonathan said, smiling. "Well, let's get to work." Dr. Dreamer said before putting Jonathan through the most vigorous training he's ever experienced. Jonathan went through this training for a few days, but then the real training began. Mock Battles.