Sneakers squeaked against the polished floor while a sparse crowd focused on the blindfolded students duelling at the side. His gaze landed on the row of students jogging around the hall.
While running, Osborne took a glimpse of Draven and stopped in his tracks. Sharing a surprised expression; slowly their eyes darkened.
Osborne shouted "What are you looking at wimp? Aren't you supposed to be home with your mommy?”
“Oh wait, your mommy abandoned you Haha" he snickered.
Catching the other's attention, few jeered along, while the rest silently looked at him in contempt. 'How can a weakling like him be here?'
Nerves popped on his forehead, Draven smiled "Me a wimp?" and suddenly laughed, baffling the onlookers.
Draven sneered "I can't believe you have forgotten our last encounter? You and your buddies limped around the school like dumb cripples Haha"
The others whispered among themselves and one
As life flashed past their eyes. In a second, two portals appeared below their feet and wrapped their bodies and vanished. The blinding light dimmed to the spectators' view; they gasped "Are they dead?""Oh, No Osborne is dead!"The ring morphed back to normal, a fiery disc clashed against the impervious glass.A huge portal appeared on the ceiling of the clinic and they fell onto the beds. "What is happening?" Osborne shouted.Draven blurted "Where the heck am I?" and straightened his back off the bed and calmed; realizing where he was.Osborne turned to the bed, adjourned to his and screamed "Aahh I thought I killed you… oh well almost" he clicked his tongue, noticing his injuries.As the adrenaline faded; Draven groaned, his eyes winched, clutching his arm.Having far fewer wounds than him, Osborne heaved in relief. 'This shall count as my win'Meanwhile, a portal materialized before their bed; several pairs of feet s
“Thank you, sir” “Yes sir, have a good day” Sharing a thought, they hooked arms and swaggered down the corridor. Almost like best buddies. The professor pressed a knuckle over his lips, he sighed and trailed behind them. Walking far enough, his façade faded. Osborne quibbled “Never in my life, have I taught of… doing something like this with a wimp!” Draven snapped back “Same here, sissy girl… you smell like shit!” pinching his shoulder. “OWWH” “That’s my cologne, dipshit” Osborne stamped his foot, putting the end of their act. Draven ruffled his sleeves “Why you, fag…” He dodged a hook to his rib. Osborne knee-kicked his gut. Sensing another person in his radar, Draven stepped back and whispered “Someone is coming!” “What?” Osborne gritted his teeth, said “You better be right or I will screw your f*** ass” “Yeah, sure” Draven smirked, pushing his buttons “But first, play along” he cranked his neck
After a brief battle royale match, the winning team took most of the seats and the losing team, team A became an extra. Draven felt it was strange for a team with strong players to stay as subs, he said "But sir why?"Coach turned to Draven, said "Oh, them… the reason they are subbed is because in the tournament, team coordination is just as important and the team's overall strength""Team Aare well rounded but without Hubert taking hold of the line of command, a sudden opening of the leadership can cause a rift in their teamwork"."But you don't need to worry about them, they can always gain back their positions if they work hard" Coach said, flipping his cap.Draven said "I see, sir"Coach stepped forward and clapped his hands, b
The elevator parted, and with long strides he walked to the flat and punched the doorbell. In midst of the ringing bell, he sighed and leaned his head on the door. He fell in to the opening door, stretching his hands out, he gripped the frame and supported himself. “Hello Drakey, how was school?” Abby approached with a kind smile, rubbing her wet hands against her pants. He grunted and walked past her, tossed his bag to the rack. Brisked to the kitchen, he pulled a carton of milk from the refrigerator and gulped it down his throat and slammed the crushed carton on the counter. He took another carton and stamped to the living room "Dear, what happened?" Draven slumped on the couch and took one sip and rested the milk on the armrest, and clapped his hand; the 4D television turned on. Her forehead scrunched in wrinkles, she asked "Was practice that bad?" "Hmm" Draven swiped his hand across the air, toggling to the sports chan
In the sleepy dawn, she sneaked into his room, and slipped under the blanket, he wakes up, "who.. oh Becky" he relaxed his muscles and pulled her to his chest. He whispered "Why are you here?" "Shh, let me enjoy the moment" Becky said, letting his hands coil around her waist and slowly his fingers crept underneath her pink crop top. "Babe not now" He paused his hand on her chest and gasped “You aren't wearing anything underneath" Becky responded "It feels so suffocating sometimes" wiggling them closer to him. "And your aunt is in the next room" she turned her body to his sight. He stared into her moonshined eyes and his hands retreated out, tracing against her soft skin. She breathed "Thanks" and clinged closer to his shirtless chest, as her hands examined the contours and the edges of his firm muscles, immersing themselves in their shared warmth. Few minutes later, she blinked her eyes open and kissed his lips. She mouthed "Good
Her feet resounded within the room, as they got closer to his ears. He raised his head from his pit, ashamed. Veins throbbed on his tightened fists. 'This isn't the way things are supposed to be! I should be the stronger one' He thought, gazing into her slate-greys, void of contempt but showed a trace of encouragement. She stretched a hand before him. He took her hand. She pulled him to his feet. "If you want to quit, then I understand?" “Quit?” Draven stepped back, shouted "Who are you kidding? I won't quit until I spank your ass red" "Draven!!" she punched his shoulder and laughed, concealing the burning heat in her chest. "How can you say that with a straight face?" Focused expression, Draven picked up the sword "Because I know it will happen!" "Oh, we will see?" Becky smiled and took a relaxed pose, lowering the tip of the sword to the floor. "Ready?" Draven replied "Whenever you are babe?" drawing his sword above his chest.
Becky shot a mischievous glance to Draven. Bemused, Draven smirked and whispered in her ear "I think, we still have time" Becky stifled her laugh "That's what I was thinking too?" Draven slapped her rum "Go ahead, you better not be the reason I am late" "Oy, how can you think so lowly of me? She isn't hard" A smog of darkness shifted Cecilia's expression, he growled "I will make you regret looking down on me" Cecilia shouted "Are you fighting or not?" Becky said "Duh, I am fighting… let get this over with already by baby can't wait for long" Cecilia grunted; she strode into an empty arena. She presented her membership card, and the robot scanned it. Becky casually pulled it out and slipped the card back into her purse. The robot announced "Bluebird02, of the 76th rank has challenged WolfQueen of the 2nd rank on the local leaderboard. Battle will commence in five minutes. Members can tune in from their private rooms or h
“Draven” his voice echoed in the depts of his chaotic mind, slowly pushing him into consciousness. “Draven! Snap out” His eyes wrinkled open. Vernon puffed into the size of pixie and floated to his ear, sporting a wicked grin and shouted “DRAVENNNN!!!!” “Ahh” Losing his footing, Draven jerked backwards and stumbled on his butt. His brows raised, colouring his face with anger. “Vernon?” “Hey, you have been staring at her for more than ten minutes” An assistant bot rolled to Draven, said “Excuse me, Sir. Dou you need any assistance?” Draven took in a deep breath. The robot said “Perhaps some medical attention? For you? And” he briefly scanned at the girl on the floor. “Her”
"Those bastards" swiftly he paced himself forward, fluttering his lab coat with a fierce air. The operators paused their work and made way for him while the supervisor and the captain argued. Luis stood before them with a stern face. "Ahem" He turned to Luis with a wry smile, said. "Ah, Professor" "What are you two doing? Get back to your duties. I will handle this," Luis said, and stepped in front of the controls. "Yes." The supervisor pecked his head like a hen as he retreated. "Capt. Davis, activate the defence mechanism, A-103 and code P456" "Yes, Sir" Capt. Davis said. He pulled a slide from control panel and twisted it before he punched it in. A teal light beamed around the borders. "Defence activated" While on the outside, a transparent membrane shot from thefrontof ship and converged to the end, pushing the nearby rocks away. Luis hands typed codes on screen and slammed
On a funnel of space and light creates a wondrous image, as millions and millions of extra-terrestrial bodies compete, pushing themselves past the obscurity of the distance and the darkness of the space. In a void, a silver blimp flashed through the cluster of rocks. Cannons on the sides rotated and fired. Thousands of rays converged and struck the ginormous space rock. It exploded into thousands of fragments.The ship heaved itself through the cloud of dust, particles ticketed against the surface, drumming on the screen of glass. He tilted his head back, dishevelling his golden hair against the glass as his body spasmed into a chuckle. "Hehe, that was a good one. " A finger flicked the photo across the holographic screen to the next one. Pride refracted in his jay-blues while he appraised the moment. He hummed in remembrance. A crystal cup lifted above his head, sparking brilliance between him and his team, while a girl kissed his cheek under the rain of confetti.A p
Draven honestly said. “I do want to enter one of the Big Five but I am not sure on which one”“Then I can help you” Luis cleared his throat and tossed a cube in Draven’s direction. The cube rolled and morphed into a comfy couch. He signalled for him to take a seat. Draven silently settled himself on the couch and listened.“Each of the Big five have their own speciality, like Luturian Alchemy Academy, which focuses on Alchemy. Sure, there are many alchemy-based universities, but what they lack is the quality of professors, lectures, or the ability to gain resources. Which will be used to nurture their seedlings and naturally bring them fame and reputation across the universe”“Entrium University is known as the number one on white paper because they normally recruit the children of the elite and have the backing of many high-net-worth individuals and families”“So, it is a playground of snotty br
Reading the announcement, the viewers blinked and suddenly bursted into cheers, holographic fireworks exploded in the air.Alight appearedinthe dugout, Osbornestood before them with a weak smile. "I did it!"His teammatesturned aroundand pounced,hisheadwent ditsyand Osborne fell on the bench. Dowsing their mood with a bucket of cold water. Coach said. "Guys, give him some space, he is just beat""But sir??"Coach assured them with a smile. "Don't worry, he is okay. He just needs time to recover by the time we have to go and claim the cup!""YAAYY!"Chad tugged his jacket, said "Sir, aren't you forgetting the group picture?""Oh, yeah..." Coach said, stumped by his situation, he pondered and said. "Maybe, Draven will be fine!""Yes, come one let go see Draven!!" Chad shouted, and like a mob the students pushed Coach along with them.
Draven asked."Anyway, do you guys know who won the match?""Nope, we rushed here as soon you got teleported out! I was worried something happened to you again!" Becky said."What do you mean again?" Amelia asked, clueless about the previous events since Abby didn't inform them of his situation."Its nothing" Becky shook her head."So, the match is going on?"Amelia said. "I think, before I left, Osborne was fighting that McFerreen guy."Rushed footsteps echoed within the halls. Draven shifted his gaze to the door. Arkon entered with a howl. "Hello, son!" while his family followed behind with big smiles. "Oh, my baby," a woman in an elaborate dress exclaimed and moved past her children all the way to his bed."Hi, Dad. Mom?
Next second later,light flashed,couple of bodies fell onto the bed. Emergency lights flicked around the room. Draven blinked, staring at the ceiling with one thought. "Did I win? Or did I lose?" He shifted his head to the side, the door swung open, as a team of nurses and doctors approached the beds. Draven was about to speak, a nurse said. "Doctor, this patient is in a critical condition." "Hmm" the doctor turned from Draven's bed and headed to the bed in the corner. They huddled around, examining the patient. "Doctor, a weird infection seems to be spreading over from his external wounds. I think he is poisoned." Grim expression, the doctor ran a hand scanner down his body."Bythe metrics
"Just do it," Draven shouted. They hesitated before they clicked forfeit. A light befell and teleported them out."Now let's fight!" Pablo flexed his gamma muscles and his feet launched himself forward with a powerful shock wave, adding cracks to the ice.In a blink of an eyes, he shot from one point with an outstretched fist. Draven dropped to a roll. A leg flew to Draven's face. Fire rocketed his soles to the sky. He swayed his sword and shot beams of energy.Pablo sprung into the air, the rays deflected off his chest and from his eyes; he shot gamma rays.Draven tilted his body away and countered with a freeze ray. Draven thought. 'I need to figure out a way to defeat him without contaminating myself.'Draven asked. "Vernon. Does life force absorption work on radio
Fire swirled around his legs, Draven stepped forward, leavingtrailsof puddles in his path. Pablo slowly picked himself. Draven stood over him, said."Pablo, face it you are finished!""I am finished?"Pablo snickeredwhilehe bendedto pick his axe and said. "How can you say I am finished when I haven't even played my next card?"Draven's eyebrows lifted in alertness, "What?" and stepped back.Poison radiated from his pores, his armour melted down to his legs, glowing a radioactive light.A sudden dread hit his core. Draven stepped back and lifted a hand to his face. Pablo radiated a blinding light. He laughed with head back, "Time for you see my full strength!"Draven ran away and shouted, "Osborne, retreat! Retreat!"&
Reaching the end of the berg, the horses neighed and jumped across the large stretch of water and continued galloping. Their bands beeped as they got closer to the Hellhound's location.Seeing figures far in the distance, Pablo grinned and drew out his axe. The others followed and drew out their weapons."Let's rush to victory!"The horses jumped across and their hooves sank in the snow. Controlling their powers, the horses galloped above the snowy water. Suddenly, ice beams sprung from the ground and struck few of them, triggering the safety system and teleported them out, leaving the rest out of formation.A beam sprung before him, Pablo reined it back, the horse lifted itself to a stop; fluttering his fur cape. Pablo signalled them to spread out, a freezing ray shot straight to him. Pablo jumped off