Reason for failureIn a superb football field. Well trimmed grass, sunny weather, fans screaming in ecstasy to show their supports to the individual teams, flags were waving in the air. Twenty-two men clad in two different uniforms were running around the field doing their best to outdo the opponent team.Wardens F.C team were known for their gold uniform, while their opponent, the Crowders wore their signature Red and Black.Zachary Bemba was a striker for the Wardens F.C and right now he had managed to get the ball for the first time since the match began.“Zachary has just gotten the ball at his feet, will he be able to cope with his knee injury?” a male voice was heard through the speaker of the soccer field.“We all know that he won't score, I wonder what the coach was thinking when he put Zachary Bemba on the pitch.” another male voice came from the speaker.Biff Bradley and Antonio Espera. The two best commentators in all of TSF (Tron Sports Federation).Tron Empire mostly valu

InterceptionThe four trucks drove in a steady pace down the secluded road, Jian and the Triads members were on high alert. Suddenly, the lead truck burst into flames, blocking the road. The other trucks screeched to a halt, and the Triads poured out, shooting sporadically. They knew they had just been ambushed by the Yakuza."Incoming!" one of the Triad members yelled, as arrows rained down on the Triads.Jian leapt out of the truck, his two handguns at the ready. "Take cover!" He shouted to his team.The Triad members scattered, seeking shelter behind nearby rocks and trees. While Akira and her team charged forward, her sword flashing in the sunlight."Get down!" Jian Li yelled, as he and his team returned fire.The battle was intense, with bullets flying and arrows thudding into flesh. Men screamed and fell, but Akira and Jian Li remained standing, their skills honed to perfection.Akira dodged a hail of bullets, her sword slicing through the air."You're good, but not good enough!

ChooseJian Li spent the next few hours gathering intelligence on Akira's whereabouts. He knew she was a skilled fighter, but he also knew she had a weakness - her loyalty to the Yakuza. Although he didn't want to kill Akira as she had spared his life, he knew he could not back away from a mission. The moment he turns his back on his family, will be the moment he ceases to exist.He tracked her down to a small bar on the outskirts of town, a known Yakuza hangout. This was his chance. Jian took his two best handguns, a key to his powerbike and left the manor on his PCJ 600 powerbike.Jian Li stopped at the bar, he only called for two extra guys as back up. This was supposed to be a stealth mission. He approached the bar cautiously, his gun hidden beneath his jacket.As he entered the bar, he spotted Akira sitting in the corner, her eyes fixed on him. She saw him being a bit fidgety as if he was steeling his resolve for something, that's when she knew he was there to kill her, but she

ControlDr. Taylor injected the serum into a nearby zombie, and within seconds, it began to transform back into a human."It's working," Dr. Taylor said, her eyes shining with hope.But Kael's eyes narrowed. "No," he growled. "You'll never win."And with that, he summoned a massive zombie, its eyes glowing with an unnatural hunger."Take care of them," Kael said, his voice dripping with malice.The zombie charged, its arms outstretched. Alex and Jax fought back, but they were vastly outnumbered.Just when it seemed like all was lost, the survivors rallied, fighting back against the zombies with renewed hope.But Kael was too powerful, and soon he had the upper hand."You're finished," he said, his eyes gleaming with triumph.And with that, he raised his hand, ready to deliver the final blow..."No!" Alex shouted, trying to deflect Kael's blow. But it was too late. Kael's hand came down, and everything went black.When Alex came to, they were lying on the ground, their head throbbing i

Broken homeNo matter if you are a pessimist or an an optimist, Derek Esposito's life wasn't a good one nor a bad one. It was just a mediocre insignificant existence.His father was a bipolar abusive man, capable of disappearing in his bedroom for days during the depressive phase. He would wake up only to eat, use the bathroom and the occasional "Let's make your life miserable" fit of rage.During his euphoric phase, he would work like a madman, but not having any talent either as a businessman nor as a social climber, he was unable to both being successful and establishing the right connections.In his natural state, whenever he decided to actually take his medications, he was just a coach potato that would stand up and go to work just to avoid the blame and spite from neighbors and peers. Whatever was his mental condition, he always was a perfect example of an abusive father.His sons were always a disgrace in his eyes. They never studied hard enough, not did show enough respect. An