The Crane Kick

A Man Can't Stand He Can't Fight

~ATHENA POV~

I was at the dojo for extra training. I was of course at the punching bag. I was still mad about the Prom fight but was keeping my anger down.

"Athena."

I turned and saw Silver.

"Yes Sensei?"

"What is that?"

"I'm practicing—"

"You're weak."

I paused.

"I'm not weak." I mumbled looking down.

"What was that?" He asked stepping forward. "Are you a mouse? A weak little mouse?"

"I'm not weak!" I shouted.

"Then prove it." He smirked.

I attacked him but he blocked my hits. I sent a pinch but he yanked me behind him. This kept going, I would try to hit or kick him but he'd block it all with ease.

Finally I was laying on the ground sprawled our breathing heavily.

"You've gone soft LaRusso." He told me.

Silver pulled me up and brought me to the punching bag.

"Hit it."

Thump.

"A man can't stand he can't fight."

Thump.

"A man can't stand he can't fight."

Thump.

"A man can't stand he can't fight!"

Thump.

"A man can't stand he can't fight!"

Thump.

"Say it!"

"A man can't stand he can't fight."

"Louder!"

"A man can't stand he can't fight!"

"I can't here you LaRusso!"

"A MAN CAN'T STAND HE CAN'T FIGHT!" I screamed.

I looked at the punching bag which had fallen off the stand. My knuckles were bruised and bloody. I looked up at Silver who smirked.

"Good. Remember that each time you fight." Silver told me putting his hand on my shoulder.

I nodded as I walked out, blood running down my knuckles.