Chapter 11: Revenge and Redemption
as Ryan entered the academy, he couldn't help but reflect on the progress he had made over the past year. The training in shuriken throwing had honed his accuracy and aim, allowing him to hit targets with near perfection. He had also mastered the art of using kunai as a versatile weapon, wielding it with finesse and precision. The confidence within him soared as he realized how far he had come since his first encounter with the undead.
As he thought about his newfound abilities, a mischievous grin spread across his face. "You know, I've become quite the kunai master," he chuckled to himself. "I bet I could slice a tomato so thin, it would be practically transparent! They'll call me the ninja chef, cooking up stealthy gourmet dishes!"
Looking back at his grueling physical training, Ryan couldn't help but marvel at the transformation his body had undergone. His eight-year-old dream form surpassed his real eighteen-year-old self in terms of stamina and physical prowess. Running twenty kilometers was now a breeze, leaving him breathless only after surpassing the thirty-kilometer mark. Push-ups and sit-ups became a routine, with him effortlessly completing 130 to 140 repetitions. His increased stamina and strength were remarkable, giving him an edge in combat situations.
With a twinkle in his eye, he imagined himself competing in an absurd ninja Olympics, where events included shuriken accuracy, acrobatic dodging, and stealthy sneaking through an obstacle course. "I'd be a gold medalist in the 'Dodging Undead' event, no doubt!" he quipped, envisioning his nimble maneuvers evading imaginary foes.
He could now run incredible distances without losing his breath, surprising even his younger self. "Who needs a car when you have ninja feet?" he joked, picturing himself zooming past cars on the highway with lightning speed.
As the year progressed, the academy shifted its focus to hand-to-hand combat, intensifying the physical training tenfold. The days were filled with rigorous exercises that pushed the limits of every student. Ryan found himself facing new challenges, learning various combat techniques and sparring with fellow classmates. The training sessions were demanding leaving students out of breath and unable to move even moving a finger seemed impossible. But they persevered, driven by their determination to become skilled ninjas.
However, not every day at the academy was filled with laughter and fun. There were days when conflict arose, and tensions ran high. On one particular day, as Ryan crossed paths with a group of third-year students, they took offense to something he had done. They started bickering with himas he was 18 and they were just 9 his own bickering were god level compared to them so they felt lost while bickering Words turned into fists as they launched an attack, and a punch came on his face ,outnumbering Ryan in the skirmish. Despite his wit and verbal retortsand him fighting back , he was overpowered by their numerical advantage. It was a humbling experience, a reminder that there was always room for growth and improvement.
Just as the fight they were about to use weapons , the teacher intervened, putting an end to the confrontation. Teacher didn't did anything to senior just telling them not fight in academy Ryan was angry his face was like someone forced him to eat shit . He was someone who didn't like holding a grudge because he always returned them hundredfolds so he started training like crazy he was not someone to play by rules and he loved to play dirty.
In the following two months, Ryan dedicated himself to intense training like never before. He pushed his limits, honing his hand-to-hand combat skills with unwavering determination. From dawn till dusk, he tirelessly practiced various techniques, refining his strikes, blocks, and evasive maneuvers.
Every spare moment was spent visualizing the confrontation with his senior classmates. In his mind, he replayed the previous encounter, analyzing the weaknesses and vulnerabilities of his opponents. He studied their fighting styles, searching for patterns and opportunities to exploit.
At home, he transformed his room into a makeshift training ground. With a training dummy as his imaginary opponent, he unleashed a flurry of strikes, channeling his frustration and determination into each punch and kick. He drilled combinations and counterattacks, pushing himself to the brink of exhaustion.
All the while training he just thought about the moments where he will be beating shit out of them and after two months of intense training when he deemed himself fit for revenge he looked at the activities of the three for a week he started planning revenge .I made a plan to take revenge one by one .
So with the first one way home there was an alley where not many people came i made a wire trap using ninja wire which were almost invisible as the boy fell down i hitted his head with a big wooden stick so hard that he lost his conciousness then I took him with me to the closest woods which was mostly desolute ofcourse I putted him in a jute bag then took him with me then I took him out of the bag in the woods it was an easy feet to carry him with my strength then I stuck his mouth with with a cloth and used one cloth to hid his and as well as mine face then I threw water on his now hidden in cloth face and he woke up after a minute the I used the wooden stick and hit him in his nether region he tried to shout but wasn't able to shout to hard because of clothes then I just kept on hitting his nether area then his ass until he fainted then I took his clothes off and burned them and then I left the place I did the same for other two and was satisfied with my revenge I made sure to hit only those places that can't be seen by others satisfied by my revenge I left for home ..
And so another year came to an end with me at the top of the class because of the incident I strived to be way better than before .
To be continued. ....
//Authors note //
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