Atomicboy: Who am I
by Atomicboy
The Atomic Prologue

Three years ago...

My friend Arden watched closely as the woman dressed in long flowing robes,
(that I believed were made of old blankets and sheets), passed her hand
over the crystal ball. she was about 40ish, red hair, buxom but not to hard
on the eyes. She was cute, but I wasn't going for the hocus pocus. "You two
are very close friends?" she said.

"Wow, anyone could see that much. Yes, we've been friends for years." I
said. Arden tried to hush me but this was starting to bore me. I got real
silent and let my mind wonder until I heard her say, "And you?"

"Look, I don't mean to waste your time. I'm a Christian, I don't believe in
any of this stuff. Sorry. I mean I'm leaving, I'm not gonna pay for this."

"Really? A non believer." she replied.

"I just don't believe you can read the future or cast spells on people. I
mean I believe it's all possible but I don't dabble in the occult and I
don't think you practice it. You're a fake."

The woman nodded and smiled,"Care to make it interesting. Maybe I can't
cast a spell on you because of your-religious affiliation." she started.

Arden sit up straight and looked at me. "Are you crazy?" he asked, "This
woman's the real thing! She told me when Jennifer was cheating on me."

"I told you that too, simply based off the info you gave me and probably
the same info you gave her."

"But-"

Suddenly the woman held up her hand, and Arden became quiet, just watching
us with this worried look on his face. "Spells don't always have to be cast
on a person they can be cast around them." said the witch.

"Sure." I said.

"What is your fantasy?"

"I don't know. To be rich I guess, anything as long as it gets me out of here."

"We all have fantasies." As she said this I saw a huge female bodybuilder
go by. She was part of the show. She was very chesty, to be so big and
muscular. I figured she probably had implants. They were billing her as
"The strongest woman in the world." She saw me looking through circus tent
flaps, smiled and struck a slight pose as she flung her bag, (probably her
day clothes), over her shoulder and walked on by. "I know what your fantasy
is?" said the witch.

"Do you?" I said turning back to her. "Whatever." I moved to get up.

She grabbed my arm."Not so fast. You owe me fifteen dollars."

"I told you I'm not paying for this." I snatched my arm away and walked
out. I heard Arden say, "Here's five bucks for your worries, it's all I
got."

"Your friend doesn't seem to like me."

I couldn't hear the rest of the conversation, but Arden came running up to
me asking,"Why'd you stiff her like that?"

"This was your little idea, you should've paid for it." Arden was pissed
all night about what I had done, but we still managed to enjoy the rest of
the carnival. After we went home I got a good night's sleep because in the
morning I was going to go to martial arts class. I hadn't been in months.
I'd let myself go and I figured it was time to go back.

Trench coat, black baggy jeans, soft black shoes with a hard rubber sole,
and my leather vest. This was going to be my fashion statement. I slung my
sports bag and walked out the door. I caught the train downtown and in
moments I was at the dojo. I walked in quietly as a session was going on.
It was good to see the class again, what was left of it. My sensi had
noticed me when I walked in, but said nothing until it was time for the
class to take a break. I noticed that the class was occupied by all women.

"Hi." said Sensi Ming.

"Hi." I said. "What happened to the class?"

"I teach women's self defense now." she said with a smile bowing slightly.

"Cool, so when can I join up again?" I asked.

"Well, it is for woman, you are not woman, no." she mused.

"You teach women's self defense and martial arts right?"

"Of course I teach them some techniques, but used only in defense."

I raised a brow. "Why not just teach them martial arts?"

"Martial art is concentrated, takes long time, these women need to learn to
defend themselves now. If someone wants to learn more they can come to me."

I got slightly angry. "How can you do this!?!" I shouted a little louder
than I wanted? "You had a successful martial arts dojo and you're throwing
it all away. Do you know how hard that is to do?"

"This is what I wish to devote my life to," she said softly grabbing my arm
to pull me away from the students. "You would know and understand if you
had been here."

I snatched away from her. "This is what you want to dedicate your life to?"
The women were all listening now. "Teaching basic 'self defense'? A good
martial artist can teach that. You're a master!"

"How dare you talk to her like that! She's doing something good to help
women." I heard a voice say. I turned to see a taller than average Asian
girl.

"Aja?" I said. I hadn't seen her in so long. She was tops in her class and
from the looks of her uniform I gathered she had gained her black belt.
"She taught you everything you know about the art!" Aja walked over to me
and slapped me. I looked at the women. "It is about time you learned some
manners."

"Do not fight him, he is your brother. I taught you both."

"He is no brother of mine. A true brother wouldn't disrespect his sensi.
He's been gone for months, now he barges in here like he's someone special.
This is a lesson that's long overdue." I squinted. She allowed her uniform
jacket to slide from her body leaving only a red sports bra and revealing a
slender muscular upper body. I could only imagine the lower body. The last
memmory I had of Aja she was like a string bean. Flexible and agile but one
good strike could probably break her. She took a closed fist stance.

"I'm not going to fight you." I said.

"Good then my job will be easy." She came at me like lightning. striking me
several times in the face and chest. I fell to the floor and rolled away
quickly. She was just playing with me to see what I was made of, but her
punches did hurt. She came at me again, I swung around, my trench coat
making a "swoosh" sound as I blocked and parried her punches and kicks. We
broke contact. She took a strong stance, I spun around and came out of the
spin in a low to the ground stance. She moved back in on me. I was doing a
great job of blocking and parrying. She was precise and accurate opposed to
me worrying about looking good and being flashy, spinning around and posing
a lot during the fight. As the fight went on I got tired and finally she
got me. KRAK!! I took a good one to the face. KRAK!! I took another before
I could gather my senses. I was sweating and she had just begun to sweat.
She struck me in the stomach burring her fist as deep as she could and
though I wasn't mister flab, I wasn't hard as I used to be and tightening
my stomach didn't stop the punch from releasing much of the air I'd just
inhaled, and it didn't stop the force which knocked me to the floor. I
landed on one knee, fist to the floor for balance.

I tried to regain my breath, but she was on me again. I blocked two
oncoming kicks and a stomp. I got back to my feet and moved in. Not one of
my punches or kicks were allowed to touch her except only her arms when she
would block. Suddenly she she spun as I swung I missed and her open hand
crashed into my midsection causing to me to fly into an oncoming wall. I
slid down the wall as she moved back in. I did a kipup, getting back to my
feet. We went at it fast and furious again. None of my punches made it
through, atleast three of her did, but finally I managed to fake for the
face giving her two open hands to the midsection causing her to slid across
the polished wood floor. I saw the look on my sensi's face, sensing that
she didn't like this one bit. Aja leapt to her face almost unfazed and once
again with lightning speed moved in. I was tired and sweating, but I
managed until "WHAM!" her fist crashed into my jaw like it was meant to be
there. She dazed me but kept hitting me. I could feel her fist slam into my
back, chest, and the side of my neck.

I tried to do some strikes but she dodged them all and drove her fist into
my stomach and this time I was off guard so her fist went deep into my
untightened stomach. I dropped to my knees and she kicked me in the face
about five times. I feel to the floor. I couldn't believe I was still
conscious. I got back up as quick as I could. "You will not bear children!"
she said. She tried to send her foot into my groin. "Keeeeeyaaaa!" I sent
both fist spiraling down to block as she sent one fist to my face,
bloodying my nose. I spun and stumbled, but obviously I was taking to long
to fall because she ran to a wall placing her foot on it, using it for
height and momentum then spinning off of it fly kicked me dead in the face,
a flashy move I used to use. I fell. She grabbed my legs and pulled them
apart raising her foot. "I told you, no children."

"Bust his balls girl!" I heard someone shout. Mys eye grew big with fear as
I started to struggle.

"No!" I shouted.

"Make him scream!" another shouted.

"Bust his scrotum sack!" still others shouted.

"Enough!" shouted Sensi Ming. "This isn't what we're about."

Aja set her foot down, but slightly kicked my testies just to let me know
she had no qualms about stomping my balls to dust. I laid my head on the
floor and decided sleep was what I needed right then. She smiled as
everything went black. When I came to Sensi had walked over and was helping
me up. She took me to her quarters in the dojo and tended to my wounds.

"That bitch is a maniac." I said and I didn't throw the word bitch around
lightly.

"You bought this on yourself. You have to think about your honor. What
happen here today was dishonorable." she said wiping my nose. She checked
to see was anything broken, then left when she was satisfied I was pretty
much okay. Later on Aja came in and stood over me as I lay on the cot.

"Came to apologuise." I said sarcastically.

"I came to make sure you remember this event and never repeat it, because
next time we meet on the field of combat, I will grind your balls to
powder." She smiled.

"You got something against balls?"

She moved in close to me, face to face and ran her fingers down my body.
"Men are always so arrogant, but every man has the same weak spot. In many
ways you're the weaker sex." She patted my face, and slipped one of her
shoes off as she climbed onto the bed and stood over me.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

She rested her foot on my chest then moved her toe downward to my navel.
She quickly moved the toe around tearing my navel skin with the sharp toe
nail. I moaned in agony. I moved to fight, but she put her foot on my groin
and pointed to her nose. I didn't know if she wanted me to try to hit her
or if she was saying "I've already bloodied your nose." Either way I
thought better of it. "I've marked you." she said. She climbed down from
the bed, turned and walked out.

Present:
After college money was tight with the student loan and all so I cut out
the gym and the martial arts. I still did my daily regimen of push-ups and
sit-ups. Arden was having family problems and came back here to Chicago to
stay. In the meantime he'd met this hottie named Tesa who looked like a lot
like Christi Wolf, and they moved in together for awhile. I lost touch with
Arden but I still managed to keep in touch with some friends on the
circuit, but out of sight out of mind and all that. The problem is, now it
seems that I always end up in some sticky situation with a female
bodybuilder. It's like fate playing an evil joke. When I was looking to
meet female bodybuilders I couldn't find them, now they seem to be all over
the place and all of them seem to have a beef with me, some of them I don't
even know. Even though their rough times. I have my female friends, some
are bodybuilders others aren't. I have some great guy friends too. All and
all life goes on. I don't know why this is happening to me, but it is. I
have no choice but to bare the burden of this foul joke of fate. To seek
out the root of it and find the cause. Making friends, enemies and
associates all at the same time. These are my stories I am Atomicboy!



-atomicboy@jps.net