The Second Trainer.

  Today I'm going to meet my new trainer... I hope he is good. Though it would be nice if they could tell me all about the training before it starts.

Looking at my pocket watch, I could not help but sigh... Looking back, everything just feels like a dream. If it's a dream; then, please... Don't wake me up.

{Don't wake me up_ by Chris Brown. Playing in the background}

Picking up my coat, I walked through the door... With my first greeting being the whorling of the breeze, I could hear the sounds of dried-up leaves colliding against each other.

Looking around I was flabbergasted... This was not right, am I dreaming by chance; I thought turning toward the direction I came from.

Actually! there's nothing there... No door and I could only see dried-up trees around; those thinking about dreaming, make you dream.

No way in hell, I'm believing this! Making my choice; I started running off, towards the direction I came from... In the hopes that I will find the door.

The longer I ran, the bigger the dried landscape became. It was really terrifying, being all alone with no soul around, being hit by the whirling wind.

  It was like... Hell.

I will never give up; I thought, sitting cross-legged on the dry-looking land. Taking in deep breaths to calm my mind.

Concentrate! Concentrate! Concentrate!; I continuously thought, trying my best to find a connection, something that could get me out.

*Grumble*

*Grumble*

Opening my eyes; I looked around, trying to figure out where the strange sound came from... Maybe some hungry beast.

Nah, not that; It's my fucking stomach!. Fuck doesn't it know when to cry out of hunger!; I yelled in my mind.

It was really scary, I remember eating well enough... So this seemed like a joke.

Come on! getting hungry, while trapped in some strange dimension, filled with... Dried leaves.

"Fuck! I'm going to kill you bastard!" I yelled out, standing on my feet; with an annoyed expression.

This was going too far; it was just pure wickedness, looking around for anything... Anything at all, to at least solve my Tommy issue.

And there it was, like something out of a blue film that stood tall... Tall enough to satisfy my hunger.

Rushing toward it with all the strength I had left... Based on my calculations, I've only been here for an hour or so, but it felt like a thousand years.

Gathering my jump force, I lashed upon the big meat in front of me, ready to eat to my satisfaction.

"You passed *Cuckoo* now I will happily teach you *Cuckoo*," said a strange voice from the other side; if I were to describe it... Then I will be insane or maybe the person talking is.

Turning my head slowly... When I mean slowly, it was as if I entered a suspense drama; where I had to move slowly, to captivate the scene.

Finally achieving my slow motion, I looked at the creature; it seemed taller than me, like a... Big Chicken.

Noooo! I'm not believing this, I'm in a deserted land with some big bird, dreaming of eating a huge bird.

Wait! turning around in suspense mode; I looked at the other bird, but all I could see were dried-up leaves... Touching my mouth, I tried to bring back everything I ate, but I could not see anything, or maybe I wanted to believe that... I didn't see anything.

This was too much to take; dropping me here... Manageable.

But making me eat dried leaves... No way in hell.

I'm going to roast you up bird; I thought running toward the cock, with a lot of force in my legs, it was all now or nothing.

_________

I guess not.

After Liam tried to attack the bird... He got pecked real hard, right now he looked crooked and messed up.

Pitiful kid; he always ends up on the bad side of the bed, not like it could be helped... Fate makes the final say.

"*Hmmmph* *Cuckoo* how dare you *Cuckoo*, attack you master *Cuckoo*?" asked the bird, looking down on Liam with hateful eyes.

*Twitch* with all his muscles twitching, Liam could only grovel on the ground, hoping to be pitied.

Liam's first lesson for today's class; Always know your enemy's background.

"If not for your statue *Cuckoo*, as the Emperor of Pleasure *Cuckoo*, I would have ended you *Cuckoo*" yelled the cock, eyeing Liam's battered body.

"Sorry lord Cuckoo, please forgive me!" Liam cried out, prostrating in front of the cock.

"What did you call me *Cuckoo*?" asked the cock, giving Liam the; say it again, look.

*Sob sob*

'Did I just spell my doom?' thought Liam, looking at the ground with a dejected expression.

"I said... Lord Cuckoo" he repeated his words, not daring to change his first statement. Third law of gaining favor; always say the truth.

"Hahahahahah. *Cuckoo* And I thought you were a fool *Cuckoo*, *hmmph*. Only the wise can know my great name *Cuckoo*.

And address me as their Lord *Cuckoo*" said Cuckoo, giving the ruler stance; you shall know a man... By their stance.

*Huh*

With his mouth agape, Liam could only release that sound, it was a really hard situation... Guessing the name of your teacher, right on the mark; a smart kid indeed.

"You are a worthy student to tutor *Cuckoo*, and I will do my best to make you great *Cuckoo*," said Cuckoo with a smug expression on his chicken head.

"I will be taking you to my kitchen *Cuckoo*... Where the best food is made *Cuckoo*.

Prepare for your cooking lessons my disciple, for your journey has just begun *Cuckoo*" said Cuckoo performing a series of various stances; a true master of style.

"Ehm, what does cooking have to do with becoming the Emperor of Pleasure?" asked Liam with a shocked expression on his face.

"Despite your intelligence *Cuckoo*... You don't know that *Cuckoo*" said Cuckoo, bringing its eye closer to Liam as if wanting to see his soul.

"Just want to hear... From a great master like you!" said Liam in a rushed tone. He understood this Favor law.

It can replace law 1 in some situations, for instance; when talking to egoistic people. You don't go straight to the point... You flatter them. Back to the topic.

"Hahahahaha *Cuckoo*, you a very smart boy *Cuckoo*. Now to be the Pleasure Emperor *Cuckoo*, you need good cooking skills *Cuckoo*.

It guarantees your victory over foody type prey *Cuckoo*" said Cuckoo with a smug grin. He looked proud and majestic.

'So they want me to entice people through food... Not a bad idea, it won't hurt to know their food recipe.

That way, I will never require food, and I can even use their resources to create some of my best foods on Earth' thought Liam rubbing his chin.

"Thanks, Lord Cuckoo. I will be in your care!" he said loudly, bowing to Cuckoo like he was an angel in Chicken form.

This is where Liam's journey starts, to become a great cook.

The greatest weapon is... Food.

Use it well... And you enjoy it.

Abuse it... And you suffer.

So remember FAM... Only bad kids... Waste Food.

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