My last few weeks have been absolutely horrible. After the invasion from Colorado daddy has been treating me diffident. It started with a speech, "ok Maria. You think you are an adult. You think you are the big bad bitch apparently because you proudly disobey orders. That’s nothing to be proud of and you will be serving retribution to your people for your decision to be a bad girl. But here’s the flip side of this-"
"what about the other three girls who took mech? "
"you weren’t born a saint you are a war born vagabond. So hands behind your back! shoulders straight! Feet shoulder width apart! Good. This is called parade rest; this is how you will address me until I decide. And as for the other girls, would you rather have their punishment it’s three weeks later and that room still isn’t clean and after dinner every day they need to ask forgiveness from the mother of the children that their disobeying orders killed. This is not a game Marie, those children got scared and killed 80% of the people in that room because there didn’t know their powers, their physical strength or for to control either one of those. This is war. And somewhere along the lines you became a vigilante, those three were also vigilantes, you really want that? You want to have your actions kills children? You are sick. I am starting you on a special basic training starting in the morning. I was going to have you start when you were 18 but you have become a princess in need of discipline. You are dismissed, go play."
The next day began my training in front of my mom my dad cut half my hair off using a metal blade the machine shop, he had me be really still and got my hair away from my head and took two uneven chops at my hair. Then I was stripped naked of my nice dress that I took almost a week to make, I like to make pretty dresses, it’s fun even though making a pattern can be hard and given a tan cloth dress, I think my dad made it himself last night out of a supply sack. He started my run at 0500 before the sun was even up. Every 160 steps because he had us run at the same time left leg at the same time and right leg at the same time he had me do exercise sometimes I knew the exercise usually he had to show me.
Afterward, he took me to the gym and I looked at the clock it was 0940. "daddy when do I get to eat? "
"you don’t. You take and eat what you can when you can but don’t get caught."
My dad had me do 6 circuits as he called it and each machine I had to do 200 before changing machines. Every 20 I was raising the weights by 3 kilograms I’m only 21 kilograms these weights got very heavy very fast. I finally got to look at the clock again 1327.
"ok honey let’s run to the outside. "
"I wanna teleport it’s easier "
"someday you’ll understand, for now, let’s go. "
My legs didn’t want to support me I was struggling so hard to get up eventually my dad picked me up. "Let’s go Ms. Big bad bitch" after me struggling so hard to continue to move my legs. He takes me to Flynn in a field North of the base, "he will be your fight trainer."
"Flynn I’m hungry"
Flynn makes a hard look at my father who is walking away. "you rest honey "
My legs collapse under me, I’m folded over very uncomfortable and partially upside down I just nod my head into my shoulder. I don’t hear what Flynn says but I hear my dad, "How dare you! I don’t tell you how often you should fuck your S.A. I don’t tell you what positions when to shit when to sleep! Where do you think you have the balls to tell me I need to take it easy with my daughter? You are telling me how to raise my family, go fuck yourself."
"Dorian. Open your fucking eyes. Do you see that? She is too tired to stand, sit or lay down, she managed to combine the three together. And why are you not letting her eat? Even Bōkun allows slaves to eat. "
My dad rears back and does a roundhouse kick that sends Flynn past me and he digs his fist into the ground to slow himself down. "you’re not the only one who has super strength, come at me, bro." Flynn looks at me, "Marie teleport to that tree, please. "
I teleport when I see daddy running to Flynn and the fist of Flynn was about to connect with my dad. I didn’t see what else happened.
My dad wakes me up and helps me sit up and eat soup by a very small fire outside. "why are we outside daddy? "
"this is a part of training honey. Now eat you overexerted yourself but that’s the good thing about muscles the more you use them the stronger you get. I’ll be doing the training with you every day until you can complete all 9 portions without too much trouble. That was day 1 honey, I want this training to go on for 100 weeks."
"will I ever do more than physical exercise? "
"exercise for 3 days and weapons, mech or vehicle training for one, that’s how this will work best. I will not allow you to be a spoiled brat. I’m training my replacement. You see the struggle I’m having taking my rightful place on the thrown now, well, I want you to do better than me. I am literally training my usurper of the throne. I love you honey but I see no reason to make it easy on you. Those men will eat you alive and not in a good way."
"there’s a good way to eat someone?"
I blush "Ask your mother. "
That was three weeks ago it’s still very hard but I’m getting a lot better with the physical part of training. Weapons are getting a little easier because I’m withstanding the recoil. But the repair of vehicles as required by my trainer before I dive one that is still beyond me.
Every day in training I understand my father more and more and I know he is not just an angry guy he is wise and fair but kind is something he can’t afford to be. Kindness is weakness leaving the body. But at the same time, I want to be just like my dad.