Romans & histoires Naruto Trains Himself For 3 Years Fanfiction

The faster I become stronger, the faster I can get my revenge and be free of this place. He let out a thoughtful sound, stopping in front of his car. "I'll tell you what. I'll train you." He said. "Yes, thank you!" I said happily. "But, there's a condition." He said, holding up a finger. "If after training you for two weeks I don't see any improvement, I won't be training you anymore. I'll hand you over to Nate." My eyes widened in response. "You'll hand me over to Nate?" I asked.

Three seconds was enough. I had trained for eighteen years. All of it was still there inside this form, amplified beyond anything I'd imagined but recognizably mine. I moved through the guards with the ethic of the sparring pit: stop the threat, don't destroy the person. Every one of them went down. None of them died.

“You’re really spoiling me.” He smirked. “As long as I’m the one spoiling you, I don’t mind.” I rolled my eyes with a small smile. “Come on, let’s get dressed and go to bed.” After changing into comfortable clothes, we slipped into bed, lying close to each other. Tomorrow, my training would begin. I was both excited and terrified. Could I really master everything in such a short period? But Ziani had told me I had the power to learn it all in just three days.

He pleaded but I ignored and I took him to my room after I made sure to lock the door leading to the training ground and then I dumped him on my bed. "What is wrong with you Nate, I am trying to train and become stronger. Full moon is a few days away and I will be transforming. I just want to train and be strong enough to withstand and endure the pain, besides I believe if I am strong enough, the pain won't be much. I am sure you didn't experience much pain when you transformed or would you rather prefer that I don't train and I am in pains?" He asked and I feel bad for him but he has got it all wrong.

CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE Aria's POV Three weeks passed. The pack settled into rebuilding what was damaged and healing what was broken... Training harder than before. And me? I was adjusting to being someone people actually wanted around. It was still weird. "Stop overthinking it," Kira said as we trained on the training grounds. "Just accept that you belong here." "I'm trying." "Try harder." She swung at me. We'd been doing this every morning, training together and getting stronger. She pushed me harder than anyone else, and I was grateful for it.

I hit the training mat hard enough to knock the air from my lungs, a familiar pain after three days of Nico throwing me around the royal gym. Sweat plastered my copper hair to my forehead and neck, my muscles screaming in protest as I forced myself to stand again. Athena growled her approval within me, our shared determination pushing my aching body beyond what I thought possible. Three days since the challenge arrived. Three days to preparing for a fight that might end my life, my reign, and my future with Lukas.

It was easier that way. But it still didn’t stop me from wallowing in self pity, until Kiran started to encourage me to try to train while he worked. He thought it would help me enhance my other senses. Kiran worked in the restaurant at the inn while taking me to the forest to train at night. He was helping me train, and on the third day of training, I noticed my sense of smell was sharpening along with my hearing. My movements were even more agile. “You’re adjusting faster than I expected,” Kiran said as we took a short break, his voice a mix of surprise and pride. “Most people would still be stumbling around, but you’re already keeping pace with me.”

I wink at her, giving her one last quick hug before I call out that training is dismissed, and before we make our way back to the pack house. The next few days would turn out to be brutal, training-wise. My father stuck to his word. And every morning dad, Athena and I go all out for an hour. We have all grown tremendously. More than I thought could be possible in just such a short period of time. I feel excited about what we will be able to achieve together like this. ** 3 days later at the club ** Flynn POV “Have you even been sleeping? You look like shit bro”.

“Don’t be frightened. You aren’t leaving right away. You have a year and we will prepare you both. You and Gin will train together everyday for the next year until you are ready.” That was the last day of my childhood. Everyday after that for the next year was filled with torture, fighting, manipulation training. Everything they could fit into a year to make me and Gin the most ruthless spies ever. That day plays over and over in my head often. What's worse, ever since Gin came back my mind floats back to the old memories more and more. My emotions and my head are all over the place and I know if I don’t make a decision soon I will lose control, and I can’t afford to lose control.

"I'd already told the customer service not to rush in sending me out because I wanted to look more like your ideal type, but they insisted on shipping me out immediately." I found it rather amusing as Jett continued mumbling to himself. "I didn't hit him that hard either. He just never ate well. That's why he was sent flying even though I never used my full strength." "Are you implying that you've had enough to eat?" I said, cocking an eyebrow at him. "Maybe you don't need to feed anymore after all." "No way!" Jett exclaimed, turning to glare at me angrily. … The next morning, I looked at Riven, who was tailing behind Teresa, and gasped.