"That's enough for now. Come. Speak with me for a moment."

My eyes snapped open at my master's words. Taking a deep breath, I slowly rose to follow him. I noted, with mild satisfaction, that I did not shiver as I usually did upon leaving the cold stream of the waterfall. My focus must be improving.

"What is it, Master?"

"You have learned much since you've come here. Your discipline and strength of will is unmatched, among all my pupils. Well done."

"Thank you...Master."

I tried to conceal my puzzlement. Since I came here? Now that I think about it, I don't remember when I came here. I don't think I've ever been anywhere else.

"Now, take what you've learned, my son. The time of your trial is upon you. You must awaken, my son! Awaken!"

At this, the Master grasped my shoulders and began to firmly shake me. I didn't understand...I wanted to ask what he meant, but he started shaking me more violently, until my vision swam and reality seemed to shift-

"Awaken, my son! I think the man next door is being attacked; we must help him! Grab what you can and follow me."

With that, my father ran out the door.

Remembering my training, I grabbed a broom and ran after him.