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His Ascension I will never say goodbye
Miranda sighed and palmed her forehead with her left hand. "I don't have time for this Charlie," she said and turned around. The agitated Charlie tightened his fists and screamed at her departing figure. "Miranda. Are you walking out on me?" Miranda kept walking away. She didn't turn back to stare at Charlie and the act irked him. Again, he yelled at her. "I'm talking to you Miranda." The pissed Miranda traced her way out of the lonely path. She aimed for the straight path that led to her hostel. Charlie let out a loud groan and took the other route. He strolled to the cafeteria fuming. Charlie entered the cafe and pulled out his phone. He quickly sent a text message to his best buddy after taking a seat in the front row. A few minutes later, Walter, one of Charlie's best pals and acquaintances who had also moved from Boston to Harvard walked into the RUSTOM cafe. He saw Charlie occupying the last row, tapping the table with his head lowered. Walter sighed and headed toward
His Ascension Trouble looming
"Are you sure about this?" Charlie threw the question at Walter as they made their way out of the campus."Trust me, buddy. This time, it will work." Walter promised and motioned to Charlie with his head to turn left.They strode toward the parking lot which was just a few metres away from the campus.A man clothed in black pants and a white tee shirt was standing beside a red car, pacing back and forth. Walter whistled and the boy stopped pacing. He turned toward Walter and Charlie who were taking hurried steps toward him.The boy who was as tall as Charlie stared at his wristwatch and cast his gaze at Walter. "You said 4 pm bro. It's almost 5 pm now." he lamented.Walter stroked his forehead with a sigh. "I'm sorry bro. We had an emergency test so...""Whatever." He sharply cut in and turned to Charlie. "Is he the guy?"Charlie flashed a quick smile and extended his right hand toward the boy they came to meet. "I'm sorry we are late."The boy shook him. "That's okay. I'm Phil." C
His Ascension That's him!
Ken took sluggish steps into his room. He crashed by the edge of his bed after a deep sigh. Thank goodness he was done for the day. He left the room at 7 am and just returned. It was past 5 pm."Seems like someone had a stressful day," Mark commented. He jumped down from his bed and pulled out a bottle of orange juice from his wardrobe. He passed it to Ken.Ken took the bottle with a smile and sat up. "Thank you.""You're welcome.""So where are the guys?" he asked with his gaze fixed at the corner belonging to Berry and their other roommate."They just left a while ago. They didn't last a second after coming in.""Busy guys huh?" Ken replied and took off the bottle's cap. Mark grabbed a stool and settled opposite him. "They are final year students so they have to step up."Ken agreed with a nod. "That's cool." he emptied half the content into his mouth and dropped the bottle on the table. "You saved my hungry ass bro.""Anytime," Ken replied with a blink. "So tell me, is that Charli
His Ascension Ken's doom? Involved with mafia gang!
The man dressed in a white tuxedo turned around to face the boy his brother was pointing at. He took off his Mexican hat and handed it to his chauffeur who just alighted from the range rover. The student's gazes were directed by Phil's trembling finger. It landed on Ken who held onto his bag with both hands. "Ken!" some of the students gasped and began to speak in low tunes. The man in the white tuxedo known as the boss flashed an impish grin. He turned to his brother with clenched fists. "So that's the boy huh?" Phil looked up at his brother with repeated nods. "He's the one who tried to kill me," he told his brother. The students were star-struck. Don Castello tucked his hands inside his left pocket and began taking steps toward Ken. There was a wooden carved staff in his right hand. All the students who were standing beside Ken quickly moved away in fear. They isolated him. The boss kept charging toward Ken like a ravenous lion. More students were trouping to the scene.
His Ascension Clash of a nerd and a mafia
Don Castello folded his arms across his chest and fixed his gaze on the girl taking angry steps toward him.The crowd began to murmur."That's Ken's girlfriend huh?""Is she the rich chic?""What is she doing?"Ken rushed toward Cassie and grabbed her by the arm. "What are you doing Cassie?"She noticed the blood gushing from the corners of his mouth and with an angry stare, she shoved him to the side and charged toward Don Castello with bloodshot eyes.Ken sighed and shook his head. Cassie had always been a girl that has a mind of her own and he knew that arguing with her at that moment will be a futile endeavour.The spectators had formed a circle around Don Castello, Ken, Phil and Cassie who just walked into the circle.Don Castello broke into a wicked laugh. "Seems like we've got a freedom fighter huh?"Cassie faced Don Castello. He tucked his hands inside his pocket and shook his head. "So tell me little girl, who are you?""It doesn't matter who I am. How dare you hurt Ken?" she
His Ascension Mafia vs Nerd
Cassie picked up Ken's bag which was lying on the floor. She slid her hand into his arm and whispered. "You've got this Ken. Let's go."With a frustrated sigh, he led her into the MC ARTHUR hostel and made his way to his room.Immediately Ken and Cassie walked into the room, Berry blurted. "I'm so sorry Ken."Ken marched toward his bed and sat. Cassie settled beside him. Mark and Berry joined him at his corner. They stood beside his bed.His brown chinos trouser was soiled with dust and his plain black tee shirt had traces of sand on it."What the hell happened?" Cassie threw the question at Ken.Marked arched his brow. "Wait for a second Cassie. You didn't know what happened?"Cassie swung her head from left to right indicating she had no idea of the purpose of Don Castello's outburst."I was coming out of the lecture hall when I saw a group of students hurrying toward MC ARTHUR hostel. They said that a certain Don was lashing out at Ken so when I heard that, I took to my heels."'she
His Ascension Fight to death?
Are you ready?" Cassie demanded.Ken wiped the sweat teamed up on his forehead and nodded repeatedly.His roommates were by the door, waiting for Ken to step out. It was the day of the most anticipated fight."You've got this Ken and believe me, the master is going to be so proud of you if you win this match and your popularity is going to skyrocket." Cassie asserted.Ken flashed a quick smile. "Popularity huh?"Cassie gave her forehead a delicate scrape. "Well, I have my small media team in place."Ken's eyes widened in surprise. "A media team?"Cassie sighed and flipped her hair. " I need to document the fight you know so that we can upload it on the school blog and..""Cassie!" Ken called out to her after a gasp.She cleared her throat loudly and stood before him. "Why don't you forget about my publicity stunt and focus on the match?"Ken agreed with a nod.Cassie had helped him get ready. He wore loose brown shorts and a free black tee shirt. Cassie had suggested that he gets dres
His Ascension Another challenge
Enough!" the man who had drawn the battle line alerted just when Ken's clenched fist was about to strike Don Castello's right cheek.There was pin-drop silence.Ken staggered to his feet. His vision was getting blurry.Don Castello's men quickly rushed to the scene and dragged their leader away from the fight scene. Ken moved to the corner, struggling to catch his breath."The fight is over." The referee announced.Applause and cheers in honor of Ken reigned. Cassie rushed toward Ken and took him into her arms. Joyous cries took over the dark valley.Camera lights clicked and lights flashed all over Ken and Cassie. There was no need to make a formal announcement. Ken had just won the match.The students formed a circle around him and immediately he broke off his embrace with Cassie, they began shaking his sweaty hands and patting his aching shoulders. He couldn't hide his smile. Blood was still gushing from the corners of his mouth and nostrils.The students kept clicking pictures and