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EMMA GOES TO COLLEGE This is another sequel to the book EMMA, by Felicia Gabriel, who actually wrote the first book, with my own poor efforts providing her further story. There's also a shoutout to N.L. Paradox, author of "Prom Changed Everything," among others. I think these two girls are great characters, and I enjoy writing fanfiction adventures for them to explore their further lives. At a rental house just off campus from Texas A&M, a pretty 18 year old girl walked up to the door and rang the bell. For several reasons, her parents, brother and boyfriend had decided that she should live in a private residence rather than in the dorms. Even though she was a freshman, for the same reasons, the university administration agreed. She was met and greeted by an absolutely gorgeous redhead, with a rather large Siberian Husky mix by her side. "Hi, I'm Erika Logan, you must be Emma, nice to meet you. This is Shadow, my Service Dog, obvious from his coat and badge. I'll tell you about it later." "Hi Erika, I'm Emma, as you surmised. These two guys are Garrett, my brother and Chad Cole, my fianc?. They're juniors here this year." The boys helped Emma unload her things from her car, accepted a cup of coffee from Erika, and left for the football dorm, where they lived. The two girls got to know one another, which wasn't difficult, since unbeknownst to either, they had something very important in common. They were both considered to be 'gender variant', for different reasons. They were both also extremely lucky, in that both were exceptionally pretty, and could easily pass for genetic females, with no one knowing any different. Neither felt comfortable enough with their new roommate to just blurt this out, they independently decided that they would fully explain themselves only if the time was right and it became necessary. The two girls worked to get the house in order, since they would be living there together for at least their freshman year. Emma explained that she and Chad would be marrying after her Sophomore year, after Chad graduated. Erika commented that she had a fianc? back home, going into his second year at the local community college, then he would join her here at A&M. They would get married, the only question was when. "doesn't matter-we're married in all but the paperwork. Think we should go shopping for food and other necessities?" "Sure, Erika I notice we both have cars, so plenty of room for whatever we need. Then I'd like to see some of the campus." The girls changed into shorts, tees and sneakers, Erika's with a cheerleader logo, Emma's with an Asian yin-yang symbol, they jumped in Emma's car, which had more space in the trunk, and drove to a supermarket Erika knew about. Emma called her brother (very overprotective type!) to let him know what they were doing. Or thought they were doing-things changed. Emma parked in the lot, and the girls exited and grabbed a cart. As they walked towards the entrance, they saw something that (unknown to each other) greatly disturbed both of them. A young man (sort of), dressed in extremely feminine clothing (not effeminately gay, actual women's attire) was being hassled by two redneck cowboy types, wearing checkered shirts, jeans, one boots, hats and beards. They were also using the foulest and most insulting language possible towards they terrified victim, who seemed to be totally incapable of protecting himself in any way. "Emma, hold on-I have to stop this. One thing I absolutely will not stand for is harassment towards anyone by a couple of thugs, especially against someone who's GLBT." "Me either, Erika. But just what can you do to stop it? Those two must outweigh you by 100 pounds apiece?" "Just watch, girlfriend-my father was an army ranger, and he taught me to fight when I was ten, and it's come in handy a few times. But you stay behind!." "No way hon-I'm a second degree in Tae Kwon Do and a brown belt in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu-and I don't tolerate things like that either. Also against anyone perceived as different. Something tells me we have a lot in common." The girls walked over to the altercation and started with an order to "leave her alone, you two. You have no right to do what you're doing." Yeah we do girlies-this freak is sinning against God, and we're going to stop it. It aint right for a boy to wear girls clothes and act like a sissy. We don't like fags here in Texas, and we're gonna drive this one out of our town. This isn't any of your business. Back off or you two will get hurt!" "last chance-leave her alone, or someone will get hurt-and it isn't going to be me." "It isn't a her-it's a he underneath that sissy top and makeup. Now back off-last chance for you." Erika and Emma looked at each other and then each walked over to and stood in front of the ruffians, absolutely unafraid and totally defiant. "All right girlies, you two asked for it-sticking up for this faggot. You must be lesbians, so you're going to get it too." Each of the young men went to slap or push one of the girls. That was a mistake on their parts as previously noted, each of the girls was highly trained in hand to hand combat and experienced in the use of it. The one facing Emma (who was the shortest) moved to slap her with an open palm, which, had it struck could have done some serious damage. However, it didn't strike her, didn't even come close. Emma dropped into a fighting stance and threw an outer fist block. It not only took the force out of the slap, her knuckles struck her assailant in the inner elbow, causing a lot of pain. She continued on with a front snap kick to his groin, causing even more, and forcing him to double over. She finished up with a spinning back kick, leading with her heel, to his bent over head, dropping him like a stone, unconscious. Erika's attacker didn't see what was happening to his friend, he was too busy with trying to grab and throw to the ground the redhead in the cheerleading shirt. He had gravely underestimated her-she was a cheerleader veteran but also a whole lot more. When he grabbed her tee, she took her hand and grabbed two of his fingers (middle and pointer) so they wouldn't slip and then bent them backwards-hard. She heard a satisfying crunch as bones in both of then broke, followed by an even more satisfying scream of intense agony. However, Miss Erika Logan wasn't done. While she had his hand, and therefore his arm, she grabbed it in two very special places, spun and dropped at the same time. She heard another (expected!) snap and more bones broke, followed by another scream. The fight-such as it was-was over. "Hon-are you okay? I'm Erika, and this is Emma. We're just here as freshmen and happened to see them attacking you. We had to step in." The terrified teen began to thank them profusely, but they could see him cringing, as though he expected them to begin at least verbally harassing him for his feminine clothing choices. "Um, I'm Tim Ventnor, though I guess you wouldn't know it to look at me. I'm starting to go by the name Tammy, as I'm diagnosed transgender, and just starting to transition publicly. Maybe the clothes weren't such a good idea." Erika took the lead right after the boy's admission. "Well, I'm Erika Logan, and believe it or not, I'm TG too, though not by choice. Near the end of my freshman year in high school, I was attacked, dressed as a girl, and forced to be a prom date. Later on, my 'date' tried to rape me, and I fought back. The leader of the group attacked me with a knife, severing my genitals and resulting in a choice for my parents. GRS or live sexless for the rest of my life. It was an easy choice for them." Emma spoke up right after her roommate's admission. "Now, that is a coincidence. I was also born male, but with a condition called Complete Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome-CAIS. Testosterone just doesn't work in my body, even what I used to produce. When I was twelve, my mom, doctor and I decided that in order to have any kind of life, I should stop trying to be male, which I wasn't very good at, and become a girl. The doctor even discovered rudimentary female external genitalia." The girls decided that leaving before the police showed up would be a good idea, so the three of them jumped into Emma's car and drove to their house, inviting Tammy (as they had decided to call her, according to her wishes) to come in. The three sat up for several hours, even during calls from Emma and Erika's boyfriends. Chad and Garrett, Emma's brother had heard rumors about the fight, and the two 'ninja chicks' who had dismantled two large locals. "so how did you two take those two out so quickly?" Tammy asked. Emma explained that she had been attacked by a large gang of neo-nazis, and only a special ops team hired by her friend and mentor, a fabulously wealthy transgender woman named Bree, had saved them. Even so, Emma had been kidnapped but she had disabled her would be murderer with a kick to the groin and then one to his head. She had started training in earnest in both Tae Kwon Do and Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, in which she now held a second degree black belt and a third kyu brown belt, respectively, and had been teaching a group of girls for almost three years now. Erika talked about the ranger combat training her father had given her as a boy and stepped it up even further once she had been forced to transition. She did mention her innate fear of football players, since they had been the ones who had attacked her. "Uh-0h hon. Chad and Garrett are both on the team here, but they'd never hurt you. They defended me once when I first changed over in a pizza Parlor, when two boys started insulting me. And Garrett was almost killed defending me when the gang attacked our house. He couldn't finish the season, but he said I was worth so much more to him than a silly game." "Well, I'm kind of over it now, you can't be a cheerleader captain and be afraid of the players. Still kind of nervous around them though, but that's what Shadow here is for. He's my therapy dog, trained to sense my emotions and snuggle close when they begin to overload. He saved my life too, when three girls who hated me for different reasons kidnapped me and were going to torture me to death. He found me, and stopped it, along with my fianc?e. In fact, Shadow probably the most produced so much damage to one girl they almost had to amputate her hand, though they did manage to save it, but with greatly diminished abilities." Tammy spoke up. "Uh guys? You're probably the most expert girls on campus in fighting. Emma, you said you've been teaching before? You're both TG, and there are a lot of GLBT students on campus, gotta be in a school this size. Could you teach us? As those two said, this IS Texas, and things like that happen often, especially to us T-Girls. One in four has been attacked nationwide, I read recently." "Hadn't thought of that, Tammy-but I guess we could. I could check with the University when things get started, and of course, Chad and Garrett have to know, it's only right that I tell them. I won't ask permission, but they have promised to keep me safe here, even though I'm obviously capable of defending myself most of the time. How about you, Erika?" "Well, dad taught me a lot of ranger techniques, but there's no formal ranking system or instructor certification for civilians, but the army does have hand to hand specialists. I could pass them on, you saw how effective they are-that jerk may never have much dexterity in his hand, and limited motion in his arm. Sorry I had to do it, but all three of us were attacked. I wouldn't want to be the primary instructor though-that would have to be you since you have the credentials, right?" The girls talked into the night and wound up inviting Tammy to move in with them. The next day Emma did tell her fianc? and brother just what had happened, and what they planned to do. They both hoped that the girls wouldn't advertise their group as a GLBT karate club, there would be a lot of resentment towards them, especially from the other clubs on campus, of which there were at least four. The other clubs were Shotokan Karate, classical Aikido and Kendo groups, and a generalized self defense class. They might feel that this uppity freshman was invading their turf, and come calling with a challenge, which wasn't unheard of. Emma and Erika weren't really afraid, but they were also sure that their target group might have some previously trained individuals in it, statistically that was a probability. Just after registration, Emma took her black belt and teaching credentials and visited the office of student life, to get approval to start her new organization. She got permission, but found out she and Erika couldn't exclude anyone, or make it just for gender variant students and staff. The club had to be open to everyone. They were given Tuesday and Thursday evening time slots in one of the rooms in the gym and given the rules for student organizations. Emma and Erika visited the GLBT center on campus, which by itself was an act of bravery. Many of the students were from rural areas of Texas, and also being Texas, many students (and staff) were rigid fundamentalist Christians, mostly Southern and Independent Baptist, with a smattering of non- denominational and Pentacostals thrown into the mix for good measure. These groups were rabidly anti-LGBT, and insisted on using their religious views to harass and persecute those who were. Emma and Erika had both faced these types before and weren't about to take any crap from them. "After all, we have rights too, no matter what they say. I took Billy out at the mall four years ago and I'll do it again if I have to." The girls had printed up flyers to post on the bulletin board advertising their group, giving their qualifications and experience. They announced that class would begin on Tuesday night, and wear sweats or something comfortable. If anyone had previously trained, they should wear their uniform from whatever style it came from, and Emma would recognize and allow them to wear their rank, though they would have to meet her Tae Kwon Do requirements in order to be promoted further. She assumed that there wouldn't be anyone senior to her showing up, and a legitimate second degree black belt rank was somewhat rare among undergraduates, though a few graduate students might hold it or even a more senior rank. If that happened, they would have to work it out. In the meantime, there was her relationship with Chad Cole, the love of her life. He was busy (along with Garrett!) with football season, and Emma didn't plan on missing a game, provided it was in driving distance. Erika decided to pass on the games due to her history with football players, though for the last few years her high school team had taken her under their wing so to speak and protected her from any harm or harassment (along with her boyfriend, Tristan Booth, who planned on being a dog trainer and had in fact, trained Shadow her Husky as her service dog when she was still an emotional wreck). Tristan's dad was also a former ranger and had served in the same unit as Erika's dad, and for good measure, so had the cook at the Logan family restaurant. Emma spent time with Chad as much as she could, though with the season on, both Chad and her brother had a curfew. In addition, unless they were married (which Emma and Chad weren't!), they were forbidden from engaging in certain other activities during the season. Emma was disappointed with this rule, since she was now eighteen and a legal adult, and planned on being intimate with her fianc? as soon as possible. She also knew that Garrett was uncomfortable with this idea, and really didn't want to know if and when it occurred, though he knew that it would sooner or later. "After all," he reasoned, "Angie and I have been making love since we were seniors in High School, same age as Emma. Can't expect her to wait forever, or even until they're married." The same rule applied to him- since he and Angie weren't married yet, sleeping together was out, they needed to save their strength for the games. But Emma and Chad found plenty of time to be together at movies, out to dinner, whatever they could manage subject to both of their constraints. Keeping up their grades was of prime importance, too. The first night of class rolled around, and the girls were amazed to find almost fifty students in attendance. Almost a dozen wore Gis or Dobahks, with belts ranging from yellow to brown. The rest were in sweats or gym shorts. Erika warmed them up while Emma talked to the Korean stylists to find out which form of TKD they had studied, and what hyungs they knew. Happily, three of them used the ITF forms that Emma knew, and could help her, especially since one of them was a third gup (lowest grade) brown belt. With this large a class, she and Erika would welcome the assistance. Emma took over the class, and Erika got into line, with the experienced students lining up by rank. She told them the courtesies of her system, and then began basic stances and the simple reverse punch and down block. She informed them that they wouldn't be sparring until they were at least senior yellow belt grade, which would take at least five months. They could buy uniforms at a Sporting Goods store in town, though she didn't know how large their stock was, or if they even carried Korean Style uniforms like hers. She told them however, the Japanese style uniforms would be fine for now, if they kept it up they could acquire the correct ones at a later date if they wished. She drilled them hard, since they all knew the stakes, and several of them (such as Tammy) had already been attacked. None of them wished to be victims ever again, and all planned on taking advantage of the available training from a black belt and a ranger's daughter. College life went on as it does at most campuses. The Aggie Corps of Cadets wore their military uniforms, and the school's world famous dance team performed at the games to the approval of everyone. The football team had a fairly good record, winning 10 and only losing 2. Garrett distinguished himself as quarterback, and there was talk of him actually being drafted into the pros when he finished his college career. Emma taught her class two nights a week, and her students made steady progress. Class dues were minimal, since she didn't want to make money for helping what was in fact her community. All the money collected went for supplies such as certificates and colored belts, which she figured they would be needing soon. With class two nights a week, that meant an average of 10 classes a month, so after twenty classes, Emma showed up for class with a large duffel bag and briefcase. All of the students had uniforms, and most of them were wearing white belts, at least they were at the beginning of the class. That would soon change. The students all knew the basic stances, the blocks, punches and kicks. They could put them together in combinations, and knew some self defense moves from Erika. Emma ended class a little early and surprised them by having them kneel on the mat. One by one she called their names from the certificates in her briefcase, which she presented to each student along with a brand new yellow belt, signifying their promotion from 10th gup (white belt) to 9th gup (first yellow belt), a big step in any martial artists career. Now they would begin to learn the first hyung (form) Chon-ji, and begin one step sparring, in preparation for actual fighting in the future. Emma congratulated her students and told them she'd see them at the next class. She and Erika were also members of the campus LGBT group, which surprised a lot of people, since they were both engaged to very desirable guys. What wasn't common knowledge was that both girls were transgender. At least, Erika was, and Emma considered herself part of the trans community based on her having a xy chromosome set, though it was useless due to her condition. Everyone on campus knew Chad, and Tristan had come to visit Erika on several weekends, when the two had disappeared into her room and hardly came up for air. Erika's dad wasn't happy about that, but reasoned that the two were in love, Erika couldn't get pregnant, they would marry as soon as they could, he was good for her and he HAD saved her life. He resigned himself to the fact that his former son, now daughter was a woman, and a very beautiful and sexy one too. His wife reminded him of their courtship, told him to stay out of it, and took HIM to bed. Tristan wasn't going to hurt her in any way, that was certain. Both girls attended functions of the group, and neither was shy about their being members. One function coming up fast was the annual Winter Dance held at the best hotel in town. It was a dressy affair, and both girls wanted very much to attend. Erika invited Tristan from back home, and Emma invited Chad, who was a little hesitant, though he did decide to attend with the love of his life, since it meant so much to her. How could he not? He either accepted as she was, a complete woman with a medical condition, or he didn't. Since he planned to spend the rest of his life with her, he had to attend with her, proudly. And the hell with what anyone else thought about it. It was too bad Garrett couldnt go, but neither he nor Angie was GLB or T. So they went. Erika was her usual sexpot self, showing off her brilliant red hair and curvaceous body to their best advantage. She wore a green dress, short of course, that hugged her body so closely it seemed she must have been poured into it. Her makeup was flawless, with a deep red glossy lipstick and matching nails. She had no trouble navigating in the five inch stilettos she chose to match the dress. Not that she expected to be wearing it all night long-with Tristan in town, she had better plans for the later evening. She wasn't a slut, however-Tristan was the only man she had ever been with, and the only one she ever planned to be with. She proudly wore his ring, and hoped to add another before too much more time passed. She loved her man with all her heart, and wanted to share that love in every way possible. Emma went a different route. She was just as pretty as her friend but was a little shyer and more demure. She wore a slightly looser and longer dress in her favorite light blue, with three inch heels. Her makeup made her look more doe-like, though did use the products on her vanity to their most effectiveness. Instead of a glossy red, her lips were done in a bright Fuschia shade by Clinique, and her nails were displayed in a French Manicure. She certainly didn't want any of the girls to hit on her-she was Trans, not Lesbian (like her friend Katie back home). Chad picked her up a few minutes after Erika left with Tristan. The evening was glamorous and fantastic-sort of like the proms they attended in high school. The only difference was that the couples were from every part of the gender mix. There were boy-boy, girl-girl, boy and transgirl, girl and transman, and even some crossdressers with dates of whatever gender they were attracted to. What was wonderful was that everyone got along and was totally accepting of each other. As a somewhat marginalized and often persecuted minority, they had to stick together as a group against all outsiders. Chad, for example had long since come to terms with Emma's medical condition, as had Tristan with Erika's reason for her forced transition. The football season was over, so Chad and Garrett were released from the team rules regarding intimacy. Garrett and Angie had already taken advantage of the situation, and Emma decided that tonight would be her night with Chad. After they left the dance, Chad drove Emma back to the house she shared with Erika and Tammy (who was also at the dance with a friend of hers). During their evening together, Emma had given subtle (and not so subtle) hints about her plans for after the dance. Chad may have been a defensive linebacker, but he certainly wasn't slow mentally, and he was more than ready to take his beautiful girlfriend up on her offer. They had been dating steadily for almost five years, and he had never put one bit of pressure on her. He knew of her troubled past with males and was grateful that he was the one she had chosen to help her get over her fear of them. Though with her martial arts ability (three different arts!) there wasn't very much that she WAS afraid of. While she wasn't foolhardy or arrogant, she knew that if she were ever attacked, she might not win, but the attacker would pay a price for his aggression. One old 'friend' of hers (sarcasm here) was walking with a permanent limp after attacking her for the third time and losing badly in each encounter. But Chad wasn't like that-he truly loved Emma, would do anything for her, and looked upon the coming night as a sharing of their love, not a conquest. The only problem would be Emma's overprotective brother, Chad's best friend Garrett. But with Emma now eighteen, and willing to share intimacy with him, and her not being forced or pressured, it really wasn't any of Garrett's business. There might be some questions later on, though. The night went as Emma and Chad hoped-she changed into a VERY sexy nightie in her bathroom while Chad got changed to his shorts in the bedroom. She squirted herself with her favorite 'Narcisse' and went out to meet him, walking in a slow, seductive way. While she was an inexperienced virgin, she was a woman and countless discussions during countless sleepovers with her girlfriends had given her a pretty good idea of how to get things started. Due to their inexperience (both of them) there was a considerable amount of fumbling while they got things just right, but eventually everything went as it was supposed to. They stayed in bed together all night snuggling. They made love twice more, and then Chad went unconscious, causing a giggle on Emma's part. "just like a man!" she said to herself. Of course, in the morning, it would be Chad taking the proverbial 'walk of shame' back to the athetic dorm. Though he wasn't the only one doing so, on that night or any other. Of course, he WAS the only one doing so after having attended the LGBT Ball. Naturally, his roommate and future brother in law knew where he had been and with whom. As Chad expected, Garrett wanted some basic details, not private ones, but he did want to knew that his sister was okay with the night's activities, and if his friend as pressured or forced her in any way. He didn't think so, but as Emma's lifelong protector, he had to ask, and Chad knew it and understood. College life went on for all of them. Emma and Chad found more time to be together, and Emma's LGBT Tae Kwon Do class went on. Near the end of the spring semester, the class had learned the first form 'Chon-ji' and could perform at least 15 one-step sparring techniques. It had been three months since Emma had promoted them to 9th gup, and it was time for another little ceremony. At the end of class, she called each student to the front and placed a piece of black tape on the end of his or her yellow belt, signifying a promotion to 8th gup, senior yellow belt. She then handed them a certificate attesting to their new rank. She had long since awarded Erika a 3rd gup brown belt for her combat skills, and had promoted Celeste Rogers (her brown belt student, who happened to be a lesbian) to 2nd gup. She told them she needed to speak to them the next day, and the three girls set a time to meet in the student center. Emma wanted to give their group a name, since it seemed to be a relatively permanent organization, and design a patch for uniform wear. With a duplicate emblazoned on a club t-shirt. Naturally, not being rich, Emma couldn't afford to give these items out, the students would be asked to buy them, but she was sure most of them would, and wear it proudly. She knew they were at least the equal of any other martial arts club on campus, and was planning on asking the instructor of the Shotokan club for a friendly tournament, just to give everyone some experience. Non contact, no anger or egoism, not even bragging rights to the winner. Just a friendly match to serve as a learning experience for the lower ranked students. She hoped the Shotokan Sensei would see things her way and wouldn't show any prejudice or homophobia. Or his students. At their next class, Emma announced the friendly tournament against the campus Shotokan Club-just for enjoyment and experience. They were representing both their club and the entire World Tae kwon do system, so she expected everyone to be on their best behavior. No uncontrolled blows or deliberate fouls. Even if someone loses control against you, keep your cool and don't strike back-she would handle it in a discussion with the other Sensei (Japanese term for teacher). She also had a surprise for them. At the meeting to design a patch for the group, the three seniors (Emma, Erika and Celeste) had chosen the name 'Rainbow Dragon' for the organization. Since they were a GLBT oriented group, the rainbow symbol was appropriate. And almost all martial arts used the dragon as a symbol in one way or another. It flowed better than Rainbow Tiger, which was another idea that had been discussed. Patches would cost five dollars each, since Emma couldn't afford to buy them herself and club dues hadn't been planned to cover such a large expense. As she expected, everyone enthusiastically put in an order for at least one, and some purchasing two or three if they owned multiple uniforms. She put the order in at the local t-shirt printing shop. The owner was a fundamentalist Christian who was virulently opposed to homosexuality, but since he didn't know what the club was about, it was explained simply martial arts school, he didn't argue or refuse to fill the order. Though later on, if they became famous, that might happen. Emma was intelligent enough to insist on ownership of the pattern so that if problems later arose, she could take it elsewhere. She also asked for, and paid a premium for, a rush job on three hundred patches, with a promise of t-shirts coming later also in a large order if the patches were a success. This gave the owner an incentive to deliver on his promise, though no amount of money would have changed his mind if he knew that he was supporting a gay/trans organization. His religion wouldn't allow it, obviously bigotry knows no bounds. The patches would take two weeks, long after the meet with the other club, which was scheduled for the next weekend. The tournament went off well. Both clubs met at the gym, and used the same locker rooms to change. The Shotokan group, being older and more established had more senior belts in the green through brown range, with two even holding Shodan (first degree black belt in Japanese) grades. One was a woman, so it was decided that Emma would face her at some point, though the more junior students would perform first. The groups faced each other and bowed in, and the Shiai (Japanese term for competition or tournament) began. Emma's students gave a good account of themselves, with some of the new senior yellow belts defeating some Shotokan green and even some purple belt holders. But for the most part, her students understandably lost to their more experienced opponents. Celeste was called against a female brown belt and had a problem. The other girl was from deep in the heart of redneck territory, and tried to goad Celeste into making a mistake, whispering 'fucking dyke' and other insulting terms during the three minute match. Celeste was clearly the superior fighter but refused to lose her cool and pummel the bigot for her remarks. During the last minute of the match, the other girl deliberately hauled off and struck Celeste in the face, causing her to go down. She got up with an angry look on her face. Emma by this time had gone over to the other instructor (who outranked her by two grades) and requested he discipline his wayward student. The two of them decided to let the girls fight it out full contact on their own, until one couldn't continue. Celeste and the other girl agreed, the bigot proclaiming she was going to teach the lezzie a lesson about disobeying God's laws. Emma stated that she didn't know who God was, try reading all her bible instead of just listening to selected parts of it. Something about not judging, you know. The fight was short. The girls lined up again in a no holds barred match, and it began with a spinning back kick from Celeste to the other girl's midsection, causing a lot of pain. While the girl was stunned Celeste followed up with a wheel kick to the face, and then a leg sweep to the poleaxed karateka. She went down-victory to Celeste of Tae Kwon Do. The meet ended soon after that, with most students deciding to go home to change. There were some hard feelings about the last match, and neither instructor wanted to prolong it. When Emma got home, there was a message on the phone saying the patches were ready much earlier than promised, the proprietor liked her and put a double rush on the order. He wouldn't do that again, most likely. Emma picked up the cartons in her car, and gave them out at the next class. She, Erika and Tammy already had theirs sewn on the left breasts of their dobahks, and everyone was excited over their new identity. All but the seniors promised to be back the next year, and that was it for the summer. All in all, a good year for the club. Emma was looking forward to the end of the next summer, when she and Chad would be married. She would finish her degree, and Chad would earn his Master's degree, both finishing together and starting their lifetime together. In the meantime, Rainbow Dragon was making a name for itself. There were several big tournaments in their vicinity, including Dallas, Fort Worth and Oklahoma City. While they were college students and money was tight, as many of the club attended these and more as it was possible for them to do. Emma had competed in Dallas before several times, the first as a ninth grade brown belt, the most recent last year just after being promoted to E-dun (Korean for second degree black belt). She had a slue of trophies from there and other places. She and almost a dozen of her students went to Dallas, and came home with an even dozen trophies, including sweeping the first four places in one division. While some people muttered about the 'gay dojo', no one said anything to their face, they knew what the result would be. None of the RD students were about to take anything from anyone. By the end of Emma's undergraduate years, she had been promoted by Gia Coretti (her primary instructor in TKD to Sa-dun (third degree) and she had attained a shodan (first degree) in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. She graduated with honors with a Bachelor of Business Administration with a concentration in small business management. She had registered the name Rainbow Dragon with the patent office and planned on opening a school of her own wherever her husband Chad settled down (they had married after Emma's sophomore year, just after Chad graduated. Several of her original students had attained black belts, as well as some of her former students back in Martinsburg. Becca and Britt were both first degree and Katie (who was actually gay) had reached second degree. In future years, many of her students would go on to achieve black belt rank and/or successfully defend themselves or their community against anti gay or anti transgender bigots. One of those was a girl from Florida who transitioned in ninth grade. She married a wrestler and settled in New York City, attaining third degree status and teaching at the women's and glbt centers. Her husband became a lawyer for a firm protecting gender minority rights and she became a counselor for those seeking gender transition. Another was a girl from Tennessee who transitioned as a young child due to abuse. She also became a lawyer in NYC, the same firm as the first girl's husband. She is the other girl's instructor, but they are in fact best friend..s. Her husband played for the New York Mets, which is coincidental since Emma's brother Garrett played for the New York Giants. Becca, Britt and Katie were technically not members of Rainbow Dragon, since they had trained privately before the club had formed. They were offered membership, which Katie accepted, being a lesbian herself. The other two accepted honorary membership, since they were both straight, and didn't feel part of the group. They did display their RD black belt certificates proudly in their living rooms, though. Emma was eventually awarded a sixth degree black belt by her organization, with Gina being awarded a seventh degree to keep her senior to her student. Gina never trained with the RD, but did shop up for senior black belt ceremonies.