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Chapter 11 – Reality Check

When they were back home, Martin’s mother’s mind was racing.

“How did you manage all of that?” she said. “Weren’t you afraid?”

“Of course,” Myasako said.

“So how could you do it? How could you risk yourself like that?”

“I knew it was right for me to do it. If you know something is right, then I am taught that the fear is not a bad thing. If we embrace the fear, and then attack the task that we are afraid of, then we will prosper.”

“Well, thank you Myasako. I think I owe you my life.”

“You are welcome,” he said, bowing. “It is not safe for either of us for me to stay here any longer. He wants to get to me by using you. I must leave soon and go back to Japan. I must leave tomorrow.”

“Ok,” Martin’s mother said. “But before you go, could you teach me a few things?”

*

The next morning, Myasako was training Martin’s mother. He showed her kicks, punches, arm locks, throws, and how to move silently without effort.

“Sometimes to do things effortlessly takes a lot of effort beforehand,” he said. “I can show you what to practice, but you’re the one who has to make sure you practice.”

“Maybe I should go to a class, a self-defence class or something as well,” Martin’s mother said, realising she wanted to be able to fight anyone if she had to.

“Yes, good idea, just make sure it is as realistic as possible,” Myasako said. “Sometimes people in Japan act as if they are ninjas, but they are nothing of the sort. Make sure no one fools you into giving you a false sense of security by doing drills that will never work in real life. Now, we end our session with meditation.”

“Oh, no,” Martin’s mother said. “No don’t worry about that, Myasako, I can’t meditate properly. I can never turn my mind off.”

“Then that is why you should meditate,” Myasako said, sitting down on the garage floor. “And anyway, it is not about turning your mind off, it is about being at peace with your mind, and allowing it to calm down by itself. Come on, I have to leave soon.”

With twenty minutes before Myasako had to leave, Amanda pulled up a chair beside him, sat on it, and closed her eyes.

*

In Japan the next morning, Kuyasaki was waiting for Martin to walk in to the dojo. It was early in the morning.

“Are we running today?” Martin asked, bowing as he walked in.

“No. It is not safe,” Kuyasaki said. “I have to go and see my brother. I have to stop him from wanting to destroy me and my family.”

“How?” Martin said, coming in to sit down.

“I’m not sure yet. An answer is not clear. He will refuse to sit with me peacefully. If I ask him, he will become even more alert to my arrival. I feel stealth may be my best option, to sneak into his compound and find him alone.”

“Well when? Can I come?”

“No, it is not safe. I feel your stay here is no longer a fair one. You might be in danger. When my brother finds out what has happened, he might send more men directly here, and there will be a fight. We have to send you home.”

“No! If there’s a fight I want to help!” Martin said.

“Myasako is coming home soon. He came to me in a dream last night and he told me he wasn’t safe. He said that there was a man after him, and he was endangering your mother by being there.”

“What? What’s happened?” Martin felt jumpy and fiery all of a sudden.

“I’m not sure. But he said the issue might not be resolved. There may be challenges that you need to face when back home, people you have to deal with and stay away from. I’m not sure what all of this means.”

“Don’t you have a phone? I want to call my mum.”

“No, I don’t, but I told Myasako in my dream that I was sending you back.”

“Well how do you know any of that was real?” Martin said, hoping his mother was Ok. “I have dreams all the time that aren’t real. Once I was riding on the back of a dinosaur going through space and…”

“Martin,” Kuyasaki said. “It is time for you to leave.

“Takashi will protect you as you travel to the airport. Pack your things and prepare to leave. I have arranged you a flight home.”

“How?”

“One of the airline employees lives not far from here. I arranged it with her.”

“Ok. Ok I’ll get ready then,” Martin said, wanting to go home and make sure his mother was alright. “Thank you for teaching me, I wish I could have learnt more.”

Kuyasaki stood up.

“You have learnt the perfect amount. Your resistance to discipline has been eased, and your openness to practice has been developed. Take those skills home with you, and find a good teacher.”

“Thank you,” Martin said again, bowing at Kuyasaki, and Kuyasaki bowed back.

“And Martin,” Kuyasaki said before the boy turned and walked away. “I have something for you. Here.”

Kuyasaki took out a shiny grey stone, and he handed it to Martin. Martin saw that as he took it, the stone flashed with white in the middle.

“What is it?”

“It’s protection.”

“What? What do I do, throw it at someone?”

“No,” Kuyasaki said. “It is an ancient stone that blends with the owner’s energy and acts to protect them in times of need. I will not say what it can do, because you will not believe me. There are not many stones like this in the world that I know of. Not even my son has one, because I have taught him to be his own defence. But I feel that for you, if you are facing danger back at home, you may well need it. Keep it until you become your own fortress, and pass it on to someone else who might need it. It will continue to teach you the ways of the ninja, if you listen to it.”

Martin looked down at the cold, unmoving stone, and he put it in his pocket.

“Thank you,” he said. “I’ll look after it.”

“No, it will look after you,” Kuyasaki said.

*

The flights home for both boys were silent. Both were eager to get back home, where they belonged, to be with those they loved most.

“Martin!” his mother cried as she ran to him at the airport.

“Mum, I’m sorry,” he said.

“For what, dear?” she said, wiping a tear from her face.

“I’m sorry for never appreciating you. I’m sorry for never noticing how much you do for me. I’m sorry for never noticing how well you take care of me, how hard you work for me, and I’m sorry for wanting to get away.”

She hugged him again.

“That’s Ok, dear. Did you enjoy your time away?”

“Yes,” he said. “I learnt a lot. Now what’s been going on? Are you Ok?”

*

When Myasako returned home, his father was training in the dojo. Myasako approached the entrance, bowed and waited for his father to finish his set of kicks.

“Son,” Kuyasaki said, bowing.

“Father,” Myasako bowed again. “Father I have an apology to make. All of the training you have had me do, all the relentless discipline and training has not been for nothing. I see now what you have turned me in to, how well I am able to defend myself and help others in the world. I see now what you were doing, and I’m grateful.”

Kuyasaki smiled and looked at his son.

“You are welcome,” he replied. “I also see that my obsession with your greatness sometimes means I do not allow you to enjoy your life. I am now more open to leisure time, it is more important than I have realised, and without it, a man’s training suffers. Now please, enter the dojo, I want to discuss what has been happening with your Uncle Senzi.”

Myasako entered the dojo, smelt the familiar smell of the mats and the stillness, and he realised he was home again.

The End

Find out what happens in the next book when Myasako teams up with his father to fight the threat of his evil uncle, and Martin discovers what really happens when the protective stone from Kuyasaki senses danger…

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