Streetlights dimmed to the awakening sky, necitizens paced the walkways, jostling in and out of the outlets; as hover cars descended and rose off the timelees city. London.
He hit the button; the elevator took him to the top floor. He passed through the doors with a duffle bag on hanging below his shoulders.
Entering the lobby, he steered to the reception.
The receptionist beamed, overstepping the lines of professionalism. Instead of the usual honorifics. She said "Good morning, Draven"
Draven arched an eyebrow, replied "Good morning. Ugh... Miss?"
"Tanesha. Call me Tanesha!" She stretched out a brown hand.
"Oh, Tanesha" he shook her hand.
"Uh, is there anything I can help you with?" Tanesha said.
Draven said "Ah, yes. I would like to register myself for the inter gym contest"
"Wow, I didn't expect you to join so soon! she tapped her palm on the table. A white screen popped up, displaying the rules and statement
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Outnumbered and outgunned, Draven gritted his teeth and sat down for now, as the thugs observed him like vultures locking their sights on its feeble prey. Draven scanned his surroundings, mentally marking the bouncers hidden within the crowd. The man opposite of him, leaned out of the purple neon light. Under the flickering club lights, streaks of red lights fell on his white hat and leopard print, silk shirt, unbuttoned, showed the shimmering, thick gold chain on his muscular chest, underneath his white blazer. Pairs of gold burnished rings, sparkling on his fillet fingers. He smirked, resting a hand on his chin, said "I am Misty Eyes, leader of the Night Raiders" speaking from a seat of arrogance and dominance. Draven focused his sight, coldly said "So, what do want from me?" Misty Eyes said "Nothing... by the way boy is that the way to talk to your executor..." narrowed his fierce eyes, hinting his serious threat. Draven grunted; hi
Just when time clocks in, the bell rings, the students sighed, after a stertorous maths test. Draven leisurely strolled to the cafeteria, totally unaffected like his peers. He whistled, with his hands folded behind his head. 'Hmm. What will I get? Passing grade, maybe five out of twenty or a zero.' Walking by his side, one of his classmates asked "Hey Draven, do you know the answer to question no. three?" Draven replied "Sorry, mate. I don't!" Hien said "What? If you don't know then..." Draven said "Nah. If I don't know, it doesn't mean that nobody knows? Someone must have gotten it right!" "Yeah, maybe." Dejected, Hien replied, since just like Draven, he was also outcasted by his classmates. While they walked, Hien left his side, and sat alone on the loser’s section, full of low levels. Even though Draven was a weakling, he refused to associate with them, for it was an insult to his self-esteem.
Cyclists sprinted through the streets, Draven leaned against the street lamp, near the bus stand. He synced an earbud to his com, suspiciously his eyes darted for eavesdroppers. He dialled a number. It beeped until; the person answered. "Hello" said a coarse voice. Draven said "Hello Tony, I want to take a week off!" Tony replied "Why?" Draven said. "Something has come up!" "Where are you going?" Vaguely, he responded "Home. Friend's home" Tony said "Well whatever, just get back soon!" "And..." Draven arched an eyebrow "And?" Tony blurted "Hahah... don't forget to beat your stinking ass. Haha!" "Yeah, yeah." Still breathing on laughing gas, Tony said “Kid, call me when you get back! Oh, and send me a picture of your busted..." Draven's mouth twitched; he ended the call. Vernon chuckled at the fate of his greedy host. A minute later, Draven put his camper bag around
While hiding, Draven fidgeted, his fingers tapped the blades of grass. He suggested "Can we just go down?" Karisa said "What if they are thieves?" Draven smirked. "If they are, I will just pound them." "How can you be so... thick headed? You could get killed!" Draven slyly said "How about we make a bet? 1000 bucks that I can make it back here in one piece!" Karisa exclaimed "Are you out of you mind?" "No, just an opportunist. And no, I never planned on leaving you! Then wouldn't you feel lonely, without me" Draven winked. Her face darkened, gritting her teeth. "Fine. Go do what you want! I don't care anymore!" Shamelessly, Draven asked "And the bet?" "Take your stinking money" she said, throwing a cube worth thousands of credits. "Thank you, Bye babe!" Draven chuckled and the moment he stood up; a hand grabbed his arm. Shocked, he said "Hey, what...?" Her clutched hands trembled; emotions flicker
After Draven conversed with Vernon. "Excuse me, Malcolm. Can I take a chance?" Malcolm turned to the voice; brows pinched his forehead. He said "Draven, are you sure, you want to fight two tier 2 beasts all by yourself?" finding it absurd, a silent chuckle escaped his lips. "Yeah, I want to see how far I can go!" Draven replied. "Don't you know it is dangerous?" Malcolm said. "I don't think so!" Draven shrugged his shoulders. "What do you guys think?" Malcolm said, aiming to coerce him to a safer path. Tracy stuttered "Uh, I think... Draven is right only... if" clutching her pants. Picking up where Tracy left off, Karisa said "I also agree with Tracy! That we should go with him and hunt them. I am sick and tired of hunting only tier one beasts." Malcolm pensively held his chin, said "Okay. And you Liam?" Liam answered "I don't know. But I think Draven might be strong enough to handle them." "Isab
Silently they travelled with full minds, still in disbelief. Even with the evidence of his domineering slaughter in their storage bags. Draven leisurely strolled ahead, like he was taking a field trip. Tracy mouth opened and closed, she said "Draven, are you sure you don't want them?" "Hmm... Yes, there is nothing I can do with them. I already got their cores!" Draven said, glancing the tablet in his hand. "Uh... Don't you know their parts are still valuable, we can trade them for credits or some tools or make a weapon out of their claws." Internally Draven scoffed, why would he want a tier 2 beast weapon when he has a tier 7 sword. Draven replied "No. I don't need them. You can have them!" "Are are you sure?" Tracy said, concealing the delight in her almond eyes. "Yes. I can always hunt some more. Or maybe a better one, like a tier three or four?" Draven said, adding a layer of humbleness to cloak his desire of hunting a tier 7 beast.
While Draven was within the beastly plant, it drilled itself deep into the earth. Draven scrutinized his surroundings. Half immersed in water, his hands mindlessly touched the top, his eyes twitched in the dark, touching the slimy walls. “Yuck” He flicked his hand. *poof* Unable to comprehend, he tried again, his flame just wouldn't ignite, he blankly stared. Suddenly, he started hurling curses, punching and kicking the walls. "THERE IS NO F***ING WAY!” “THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING? AHHHH” “IT IS JUST A STUPID PLANT! WHY CAN’T I BREAK OUT OF THIS?" he shouted, wildly swinging his fists. *Thud* *Thud* Small tentacles slithered from the bottom, and in a snap, they wrapped around his limbs, binding him in one spot. It stretched his arms apart, he moaned in pain. “Owwh, Ahhh” Bitter expression overrun his face, he shouted "Vernon, any advice?" "You could
The wolves on their hind legs, got ready to pounce, others at the side, swiped their claws, throwing blue claws, they swished through the air. Draven dashed to the right, and swiftly flickered his whip, negated their attacks The fire on the whip burned with a higher intensity, raising the temperature. The moment they went closer, Draven swiped his whip, the wolf growled as the whip seared its fur. The beast kept running forward through the flame. For the first time Draven realized the difference between a demonic beast and a normal one. It was resilient. Normal beasts would back out in fear after suffering an attack but they didn't back down and wouldn't stop until their target was terminated. Changing tactics, he created a dome of fire around him and slowly spread, pushing the beasts back. As he took this time to recover, he shot spears of flames from the dome, killing a wolf while the others dodged. Draven fell on his knees, feeling the sudden drop
"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