Dash literally dashed at Wilson, his right hand gripping his matte black dagger tightly. Wilson merely saw a blur and instinctively raised his hands to block his face and neck. He made the right call.*clang* *clang* *clang* *clang* *clang*Five consecutive clangs resounded in less than two seconds, causing a droning ring in everyone's ears. Wilson felt a strong impact against his arms. 'Strong!' He thought.He did not give himself much time to think. After all Wilson's moves were usually by instinct. Whenever he was on the offensive, his body would usually have already begun moving before his thoughts could catch up. Only when he was defending would he give himself time to think.He swung a right hook. Dash did not even have to dodge. Dash, being a speedster, was already behind Wilson before the hand could reach the point of impact. To him, Wilson's hook was moving too slowly.Dash swung his dagger again and carelessly slashed and cut Wilson's back, making him bleed. Wilson, after f
Horr was excited. The medical personnel rushed to the wrestlers' aid, hoping to save at least one life. That was what they were paid to do anyway while Horr announced the winner."Ladies and Gentlemen! The first match of tonight has been concluded." He raised his voice a pitch. "And your winner, by a surprising deathly knockout, the crazed underdog, the ball crushing demon..."Vox shook his head as Horr eulogized Wilson. This overly enthusiastic host was going to ruin Wilson's reputation beyond salvaging."... WILSON!" Horr shouted.The crowd raised their voices and yelled excitedly. Some cursed. They were the ones who had placed their bet on Dash and lost some money.Jim's and Vox's phones dinged. Jim quickly grabbed both and looked at them simultaneously and then, he beamed widely. He had used all his money to bet on Wilson as a gambling risk and used all of Vox's for sentimental reasons. Luckily for him, Wilson had won. If not, only God knew what Vox would hav
It was early morning, about three hours before dawn. Jim and Vox stood outside the door and looked at Wilson who was holding a space backpack filled with his clothes and shoes. Jim sighed and said sadly, a little disappointed in himself."I'm truly very sorry, Wilson." He apologized for the umpteenth time. He kept feeling like it was somewhat his fault. "I wish I could help you but I can't. Helping you will only bring trouble to everyone else. I hope you survive and find your own place where you truly belong."Vox looked around and glanced back at his phone. On it was written a single message from Bar: 'Good to go! Make it quick!' He looked at Wilson whose face was solemn; seemingly lost in thought."You have to go now! Your best choice would have been the military but we can't be sure they won't have someone in there to execute you 'accidentally'. So, if you want to survive, your best chance would be to go to the southern part of the city."The southern part of Tiger city was general
"What? Oh! Hello." Wilson greeted. Initially, he was confused. Luckily, he got his bearings fast enough otherwise, the lady would not have hesitated to smack his head in a bid to jog his memory. He stood up and extended his hand for a shake."Hello, I am..." He started."Don't bother!" She cut him off. "I am not interested in knowing who you are. You look tired. You should sleep for a while. Journey will take about four hours. At worst by noon, you should have been dropped. Do you understand?""Yes ma'am!" Wilson answered, nodding his head vigorously. There was something about her that gave him scary vibes."Good boy. Till then, don't disturb me!" She said and leaned back on the chair and dozed off.Wilson looked around. There were three rows of chairs arranged with spaces for movement interspersed in between each of them. The lady sat on the rightmost side, next to the door and so, he chose to sit down on one of the foremost at the other side; the left side.He groaned as he sat down.
Wilson followed the map and if he was doing it right - which he was sure he was - he ought to arrive there by the next morning. Wait, no, probably afternoon since it was already dusk and he didn't think it was a good idea to keep moving after dusk. He needed to find a shelter quickly. He walked as quietly as he could while he looked around. He had watched a few videos about surviving in the woods. For shelter, he knew he had no chance of making himself a tent. Might as well, find a tree that he could climb and camouflage in to spend the night. He walked on for quite a distance and came upon a set of trees that might serve his purpose. In fact, in the distance, he saw a tree that called to him, but there was a problem. For inevitable reasons, he would not be able to avoid stepping on the leaves and twigs that was everywhere on the ground. This meant, that his silent movement was about to get noisy.Wilson sighed and walked on his tiptoes placing them at selective positions on the gro
So there they were; one strong male, one weak, insanely alluring Lolita; alone in the wild. At night. The male stood, having an obvious hard on and the Lolita laid on the floor; her fine butt jutting out as she shivered in fear and quietly pleaded in her sexy voice.That was the exact image her big brother saw."WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY BABY SISTER?" A masculine voice yelled.Wilson turned his head in that direction. He turned too slowly though.One step, two steps. Speed begat strength.*BANG*The newly arrived struck with his foot. Wilson instinctively rolled backwards and narrowly avoided a kick that could have otherwise cracked his neck. Because of a reason known scientifically as inertia, the new guy; who just so happened to be the little girl's big brother, struck a tree which shook violently and dropped lots of leaves and even a few baby squirrels."Big brother?" The little girl raised her head. The big brother looked at her raised face and saw t
Wilson and the big brother spent the consequent three hours, killing, skinning, cutting up and cooking the gigantic flesh of the squirrel over a spitfire.The big brother who had introduced himself as Dash - much to the trepidation of Wilson - was very good at it. It was obvious he had experience."I used to go on small-scale hunting trips with my dad." He had explained.They sat together, turning frequently to look around them, expecting the fire and rising smell of salivary meat to attract some carnivore or another, but none came. Maybe the gigantic beasts were terrors to the other beasts in the forest and now, because they made them run, the beasts saw them as terrors of terrors. Or perhaps, there was already something lurking and waiting for the perfect opportunity. Whichever way, it was still thankfully quiet. That was until Wilson broke the silence."So, about your sister..." Wilson began."Don't even think about it. She's only ten." Dash interrupted."
*Bang* *Bang* *Bang*Sounds of gunshots rang out, echoing through the forest. Perhaps to some people who might have heard it; someone was hunting a beast. But to the shooter, he was hunting a young maturing, good-looking human being. There was a difference!The first bullet hit Wilson in the arm and that was only because he had, with a stroke of luck, stretched it while he yawned. It ended up standing in the way of his head and the bullet."Ah!" He yelled and fell sideways. The second bullet whizzed past his head as he fell. He turned his head and the third bullet missed by a narrow margin as he hit the ground. Wilson rolled to his left, ignoring the stinging pain to his left arm. He passed by the fire, took a log of burning wood and instantly roles to his feet, making a zigzag line for the trees that he thought would hide him from the light from the fire. As he ran, he placed the hot, still burning log on his bleeding bullet wound, totally ignoring the fact that the bul
Colt woke up and sat up."What.... I'm awake, ain't I?" He asked himself. He was sure he was awake. Were his eyes still closed? Or why was everywhere still black? He tried to open his eyes for several minutes. "My eyes!" He jumped to his feet. Or at least tried. As soon as he moved , he hit his head hard against something. He raised his hand to touch. It felt like concrete."Div? Platoon! China? Hey! What the f*ck are you trying to pull?" He yelled. His voice echoed back to him. He touched his eyes. They were open. Why was everywhere still dark?He panicked."Hello! Anyone? Where am I? Dad? China, I bet that is you. Come on, we can talk about this. The bomb thing was just a joke. I wouldn't actually try to blow up my friend." He tried to persuade. He crawled forward as he spoke."Chan!" He changed tactics and yelled. "I'm talking to you. Answer me. Chan! Chan!"**************Wilson woke up, feeling groggy. Like most other times, it took him some ti
Wilson weaved through the thin blades of ice, like a veteran surfer through the water waves. He stretched his hand like before to grab the furious twin by the head just like he did with his brother. He had developed a liking for grabbing his opponents by the face. His fingers were only centimeters away from securing a firm grip when suddenly he felt a change in the air pressure, or was it temperature, behind him. It was hard to explain if he tried. All he knew was someone was now there. He abruptly pulled his hand back, ducked his head and awkwardly rolled to the side as quickly as he could, barely escaping a fatal knife stab to his jugular."Tsk!" It was Colt who clicked his tongue and retreated. He left Wilson and went straight for Fawn who was by now, utterly exhausted from fighting two people at once. She was bleeding from her arms and thighs and various other cuts to her torso. Her clothes were in tatters. Wilson glanced at Dash and was surprised to see him holding out bett
"Sh*t! Zek is dead!" A voice spoke from within the smoke. It sounded muffled as if something was blocking the free passage of sound."F*ck! They discovered us. Rush in and kill them. The girl is mine." A female voice ordered from within the smoke. The third sentence made Fawn chuckle. That was Diva alright.Few seconds later, the swirling smoke of poison rippled."F*ck! Wind dude already joined them.""Just jump through, you idiot." The lady ordered again.Wilson did not wait for them to approach though. The team was still outnumbered, so in a bid to try and even the playing field before it could devolve into total chaos, he stepped forward and grabbed an idiot and forcefully pulled him in before the victim could react. Jim instantly three wind blades at him while Dash dashed towards him and stabbed him as quickly and in as many vital points as possible. The victim was dead before he could even make an impact."Minus two!" Wilson called out."Remainder se
China yelled in frustration as he once again ran straight towards Jim. He had tried to send his near invisible poison towards Jim and the team over and over again but this dastardly Jim, who looked like a mock version of a businessman and never stopped talking, somehow managed to stop the spread of the poison. And what's more, he could not catch up to him either because he was way too fast for him, constantly waiting for him to close half the distance between them before boosting himself with his wind ability and running to the farthest corner again.As China neared Jim once more, Jim leaned slightly forward. His suit jacket fluttered a little. A sure sign of him harnessing his ability once again.China felt the slight sting at the back of his neck increase till his head started buzzing. A warning sign from Colt. As soon as he saw Jim blur out of sight, he immediately sprayed out his poison out of every pore of his body. A thick cloud of smoke instantly filled a meter radius
Noise abound at the Boneyard Arena in Bones Street in Tiger City, as the crowd of spectators cheered. Several teams had already duelled it out since morning and it was not only at this arena but in every other properly accounted for arena in Bones Street, Brawl Street, the seven Major Streets and even Horr's underground wrestling platforms.Never before had the officials of Tiger City paid attention to the wrestling competitions but now that they were planning to join in, they were more than willing to make their first intra city competition as memorable as possible. The competition hadn't even started properly, as that will only begin after the top 64 had been selected and broadcasted to the entire city. Even then, the preliminaries was already bumbling. Every body - individuals, gangs, organisations and even military schools - who dreamt of fame, recognition, money or just wanted to improve their skills, gathered a team of five at minimum and registered to take part in it. Qua
"Wilson! Wilson! Wilson, can you hear me?" Danny called. Wilson turned his head to look at him.Everyone thought he had a good reason for pulling attention towards him. They should have known better."You stink! Can you tone it down?"Dash and Gene Chang immediately scurried away from his side. This idiot seemed to like playing with death. It was best to stay away to avoid collateral damage. But Wilson did not attack. Instead, thin red smoke-like fumes, that Charlie, the instructor and Gene Chang had noticed emanating from him, reduced."Wilson." Charlie called. "Can you control it? You simply have to continue your thought process but slowly push it towards the direction you want it to go."Wilson nodded. For about a minute, nothing happened. Dash opened his mouth and spoke in a whisper, not wanting to break Wilson's thought process."He's taking longer than expected.""Yeah! It's not unexpected. High quality means high requirements." The instructor said.
Wilson was short of words for a long time after his mother completed the story. He quietly hugged her. Everything she had done, no matter how selfish, she had done to protect him and cure him from the curse."Thank you mom. You are the best mom I could ever ask for."Silvia smiled and sniffled. Charlie glanced at them from his lying position on the grass and sighed. They were still not done. Come on. They were only separated for about a year or so. What was there to catch up on for so long.'They are hugging again.' He grumbled under his breath. 'I should download some offline games in case of another time. Uh! I'm so bored. Finish up, man.'He dared not say it out loud though. He was not stupid. A woman who had access to spatial magi-tech and could exonerate his father's name from the long list of deceased traitors was definitely not simple. She even had connections in Tiger City itself. He wasn't stupid enough to test her patience after a long awaited reunion
Before Wolfe died, he had an illicit affair with his childhood sweetheart, Charlotte. While Wolfe was legally married and in love, it was all for the public's eyes. After all, he was a public figure and he cared a lot about how people viewed him. Maybe a little too much. If he hadn't, he probably would have married Charlotte instead.Charlotte was heavily pregnant when Wolfe jumped into the those outer worlders' ship. The knowledge made Wolfe's real wife, Monica feel betrayed. The invasion and resistance continued for a while and after some time, Monica and Charlotte met in a makeshift underground bunker while escaping for their lives. They got into a stupid fight with each other and insulted and cursed at each other. But Monica was quickly overwhelmed, she burst into tears and in a fit of rage and frustration, grabbed the bare soil beneath her and glared at Charlotte."Wolfe deceived me. He used me to boost his career. And while I suffered every night, he spent them in bed
"Some couple centuries or back, before the first invasion, your great great grandfather, I think it's two greats, was a well known modified fighter. He had the strength and grit. He was very popular for his sportsmanship and showmanship. When the aliens first struck earth, he was in the middle of the biggest fight of his career against a fellow fighter named Boxer. Boxer is the ancestor of the royal family. Grandpa Wolfe was the first person to deal a fatal blow to the alien ship. Of course, that's not what the history books say. Apparently, to further bolster their image in the eyes of the citizens of the kingdom, the historical records were altered, but the royal family and certain important families know the truth. That's why Tiger City was given its independence in the first place. As a tribute to our ancestor and to maintain a good relationship with us."Wilson blinked. He understood most of that. As usual, his observant mom noticed."We will go into details about that