3): Training

After school Isaac texted his father that he was staying in order to work out, all he got was a don't be late for work before nothing else, which he knew was going to happen. He still had to play the son that listen to his father though, cause another big thing he wasn't going to stop was his father dying, he just wasn't going to be blamed for it this time, not like the show.

Walking down the hall he avoided everyone who was leaving, the only people who were staying in school were the ones doing clubs or sports, which seemed right. He ignored them since they ignored him as he made his way to the locker room, when he got there he went right for his locker for his training gear.

After changing he went to the weight room, Danny was already inside setting up a speaker which he was connecting his phone to at the moment, Isaac didn't care what they listened to. "Sup man." Isaac said moving towards the mirrors to stretch it out first.

"Hey, I hope you don't mind but I have already decided on a playlist. You can choose it next time." He said with a friendly smile as he went to start stretching too.

After stretching it out they moved to the tread mills to work out first, since they were in a stamina based sport where it took a lot of it they needed to do this before and after each workout. "So why have you been so friendly today? No offense but before today we hardly spoke, just a hey every now and then on the field or in the locker room."

Danny chuckled, "I don't know man. After the fight I had with my boyfriend things just seemed to clear up for some reasons.... I was at Jackson's house once, I heard your father yelling at you."

The room went quite with only the sound of their feet pounding against the tread mill, Isaac finally decided to speak after awhile, "Yeah he beats me. Don't worry to much though, I plan on getting back at the asshole, why do you think I want to work out some much today."

Danny looked surprised before laughing, "I didn't think you would actually admit it. I was sure you would brush it off or something, you also seem different then what you were."

"Well my dad pushed me to far, I am now a little more hot headed." Isaac smirked, "So when I finally skip a day or you don't hear from me that means one of two things, he went to far and you should call the cops or I am resting and got back at him, just make sure to call or text first."

Danny was really surprised to hear what Isaac was saying at the moment which he could understand, a lot of victims didn't speak out about what was happening to them, let alone say they would get back at their attacker. Isaac just smiled and let Danny digest that, if they were going to be friends he would need to learn to know that Isaac would speak his mind.

In the room the only sound was the heavy music that was playing, the playlist was a mix it had literally everything from jazz to heavy metal, he was impressed with Danny. Finally after ten minutes it seemed Danny came to terms with everything, "That's cool. I will make sure to check in." Danny said with a smile.

Isaac could see that he was trying to hold something back, but he didn't call him out on it, he didn't mind that the teen worried about him, it just showed someone cared.

After another five miles on the tread mill, that's right five, the two got off and rehydrated before going to the weights, as they did Isaac took off his shirt and heard Danny gasp. He could understand why since there were fist sized bruises on his ribs and stomach at the moment, they were big purple and blue, but Isaac just ignored them.

"Dude." Danny said while stopping as he was setting the weights on the rack.

"Don't worry about it, if I was in any real trouble I would ask for help. All I want to do at this moment though is beat the guys ass, you will be the first person I call if something happens though." Isaac said as he set his shirt down on the bench so that he would coat it in sweat, a lot of people didn't wipe these down.

"Alright, but seriously call if it gets to bad." He said as he went back to putting the weights on the rack then standing there waiting.

The next two hours flew by as the two of them went to working out, Isaac maxed out at 210 which was something he was impressed by, he didn't try anything harder though since he didn't want to hurt himself. He didn't have self healing, although he could probably use his fire for it, he has no training with it so he couldn't test that out.

"Thanks for this man, I actually want to try and make first line too so this was great." Isaac said as he took a big gulp of water.

"No problem, today has been surprisingly good. I have been able to keep my mind off of everything else going on in my life. So same time tomorrow after practice?" Danny asked as he was packing up his things.

"Sure thing Danny." Isaac said grabbing his bag and leaving after he put his shirt on.

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As he left the school he didn't call his dad for a ride, instead he went near the woods and started to walk into them, he was going to work with his fire some now. He knew there was no limit to what he could do with it seeing as he was fire itself, but he did need to learn to control it so he was going to do that in the woods, although the woods wasn't the best place for a fire he didn't have anywhere else.

When he was sure no one was following or watching him he made fire appear in his hand, it was a small ball that was floating in the air, he smiled feeling the warmth of it on his hand. Without a second though he threw it at a tree, the tree lit up fast, since it was dead it happened in seconds causing a massive flame.

What amazed him was that he could stop the fire, with a thought the tree stopped burning and everything went back to normal, though the smell of heavy burning was in the air.

Smiling he made his head catch on fire like in Ghostrider, he only did this though so that no one would be able to see his face, he just thought of it randomly at that moment. The fire didn't hurt him and he made it dense enough to where that anyone looking into it just saw fire, even if it was a werewolf with enhanced senses they still wouldn't be able to see through it no matter what.

For the next hour he did all sorts of experiments, his favorite was making weapons out of it, he made all kinds, such as bows and guns mainly but he did make the occasional sword or throwing knife.

Using his old training from being a marine he started to make targets and things to hunt, he was getting back into the sense of being a sniper which is why he covered himself in leafs and laid down in the woods. There was a target, well a flaming target some yards away, he was laying down aiming at it with his fire sniper rifle, which he fell in love with.

The thing was silent since it shot condense fire bullets instead of actual bullets, because all he needed were his thoughts he could make the fire do anything he imagined. But after that hour was up he was laying there panting, all the flames he had active were now not working anymore no matter what he tried.

Instinctively he knew what the problem was, lack of stamina, he now knew that he needed a lot of it if he was going to be using it longer then an hour, but for now an hour was a great amout of time to use it. He still needed to test it near water though, he wanted to know how well his flame did near water and how much control it would take to get his flame working again around it.

Though that would need to wait since he had to leave, his shift to help his father was starting soon and he needed that money, it was the only way he was getting money at the moment and he didn't need that to go away. He would always find another job later, he didn't plan to work with his father much longer since he hated the guy, though he would need to wait until the weekend to find a new one.