A brief moment before the beeping sound began, deep in a junkyard; there were explosions from the clashing of energy blasts. Group's 4 and 6 were in a deep clash over attaining each other's core. Francis gets kicked into a pile of car parts. He struggled to sit up. He was severely bruised, bleeding from his left hand and had his cloak rough. One of his teammates was down while the other, Beatrice, just finished off Amr's remaining teammate. She regrouped with him as Amr walked slowly towards them."Give it back and I'll not have to hurt you anymore," Amr ordered with his energy swirling."It's two against one and we have your core as well as ours. You are done Amr. Why don't you bow out quietly?" Francis responded."Two green sources want to take on a blue source? Best Joke I have heard in a while." Amr's cloak beamed as his eyes glowed. He took a boxing stance as he faced them."I guess we have no other choice." Beatrice muttered as she formed two energy spheres in each hand. She me
FRANCIS ROLAND VS GEORGE ADAMS"So I guess I'll be meeting Su first amongst all y'all," Francis laughed."That's if you don't get disgraced in the first round," Kris retorted."You better be more bothered about yourself. One of you is going to face Salim and I am just glad it's not me. I basically have this in the bag"."I don't appreciate the confidence Francis," George spoke out as the two began to walk towards the exit. Francis didn't respond to him which irritated George more. Fred sat and looked at the other three contestants. He thought to himself that he was going to face either Kris or Salim soon or both if he was somehow extremely lucky (or unlucky). He scratched his head as he sighed. Francis and George were at edges of the center circle. A stare down as both took fighting stances. "Ready!"Francis green cloak started from his back and covered his entire body while George's yellow cloak started from his right eye and covered his entire body."Begin!"Both dashed at each oth
Time stretched to infinity. Fred was falling into the explosion as it started, Beatrice at its heart, The ref dashing into it. Everything came to a complete stop for everyone when suddenly, large white chains surrounded the stage while spiraling around the explosion. In an instant, it shrunk with the explosion to a tiny dot at the tip of Louis's finger. Louis who was now standing at the center of the stage blew at the tiny explosion and it quenched. Beatrice and Fred found themselves laying comfortably in a white energy bubble."You kids continue to intrigue me. That was a superb battle." He smiled as he looked at them. The crowd, the contestants, the ref, and the MC were all confused and surprised but one thing was for sure. "Winner Fred! by ermm... uhhh" The ref wasn't sure what to call it."Let's say by interference. That's if you are okay with it, Beatrice." Louis spoke softly and Beatrice didn't even realize that she nodded in agreement. Her heart had skipped many beats at the f
Tension brewed on the stage as there was a stare-down between Kris and Salim. Salim in his croc's stance breathed out steam as his eyes glowed. Kris closed his eyes as he took in a deep breath and silence followed. He opened his eyes and fired energy blasts rapidly at Salim. Salim started moving from side to side as he advanced while dodging the majority of the blasts. He got close to Kris and launched the croc's jaws at him. Kris jumped back onto his left leg and created a blast from it which propelled him into the air thereby dodging the attack. While in the air, a larger croc's jaw was already enclosing him. He gritted his teeth and forced out two dense energy spheres from his hands and used them to stop the Jaws from grabbing him. He used the spheres as a lever to pull himself out of the croc's Jaw. The jaws closed on the spheres afterwards and exploded. Kris blasted two spheres at Salim. After they travelled a bit, they both burst into three smaller spheres each and zoomed fast
FRANCIS POV:Survival of the fittest. The world is controlled by the will of the strong. The prey can't cross its predator, the natural set boundaries. Those who try to cross their boundaries get crushed, but that doesn't necessarily mean its unfair. Everything is a predator as much as it is a prey. We are not exactly classified into the weak and the strong, rather we are in categories of strong with weakness being the undeniable difference. For instance; A lion is strong to a cheetah, a cheetah is strong to a gazel, a gazel is strong to grasses, grasses are strong to the ground. So also a cheetah can't overcome its weakness to challenge a lion neither can a gazel overcome its weakness to challenge a cheetah in that order. Stay in your zone of strength and you'd live a long purposeful life.I didn't always belive in this. But the everyday society made it more prominent. My father was a pushover at his workplace. He basically licked the feet of his bosses. He'd smile and shriek with e
The crowd, the VIP's and even Kris stared at the entrance intensely as they waited. A countdown of sixty seconds appeared on the large screens. Su had a worried expression as she watched from the final round waiting room. As the time dropped to ten seconds, Kris let out a sigh of relief. Soon after, everyone could hear footsteps coming from the entrance point. Fred limped onto the stage and people cheered for him. Su let out a sigh of relief and cheered for Fred also.ON THE STAGE"I see you've chosen death," Kris spoke with slight irritation in his voice while he dropped his folded hands."I wouldn't miss the opportunity to punch your smug face," Fred responded with a smirk. "It's the confidence for me." Kris took a boxing stance and so did Fred.FRED OLIVEIRA VS KRIS"READY!" Fred's cloak formed from his stomach till it engulfed his body while Kris' cloak formed from his fists till it engulfed his body."BEGIN!"Kris stomped his leg on the ground and burst out his energy. He point
A few moments before Kris stepped onto the stage:"One more hurdle and it will all be over." Kris spoke to James as he sat on the waiting bench, fingers interlocked with his elbows on his knees."Agreed, but you did set this final match to maximum difficulty. You are injured, she is not and you still managed to piss her off. She's going to come at you with everything she's got.""Hmnph...""Any plans?""A few makeshift strategies all dependent on how the battle flows. Plus, Captain Oumar did say, 'Everything strong about us comes from within' If I have it in me then I guess I'll win regardless of the odds.""It's shocking how you can be optimistic.""Well it doesn't matter either way. Only the flow of battle will determine the results. What's the point of beating myself down before the opponent does?" "Regardless, you have no concrete plan and you are holding on to a vague statement as a possible win condition. Considering how she beat her previous opponents... I am sure you'll do fi
(A FEW MOMENTS EARLIER...)Su's eyes were closed and she entered a profound state of unconsciousness. She felt as though she was actively drowning in a crystal-clear sea and has no power to stop it."I am trying my best! Why isn't it working!" These words echoed around her."Where am I?" She spoke weakly."It hurts, It's frustrating," "Did I lose?""I am weak! I can't keep my promise to you.""Whose voice is that?""I can't protect anyone. I have failed you papa.""Oh, that's mine. The self-loathing. I guess I actually did lose. No matter how far I go, there will always be a wall I can't overcome. I thought I had made peace with that. I thought I was going to give my all regardless of that fact and move on with my head held high...So why do I feel this pathetic? Why do these words echo in my head?"From behind her, a faint yellow light emerged, illuminating the entire space she was falling into."I also have a goal to fulfill and I don't care how many people or demons I'll have to ta