A hover car pulled to the side of a road, switched the engine off. Arkon stared down at his steering wheel, said “Sorry, son”
“Dad?”
“I wasn’t able to convince him.” He took a glance at his reaction.
“I sorry, it will take some time… to come home”
Draven turned his head to the window. The glass reflected his genuine emotions. “No, dad I am sorry! I shouldn’t have assumed that, that”
“I understand… but you should know I never abandoned you”
“Besides, grandpa is aging. So, it won’t be long before he dies!”
“You mean two more decades.” Draven laughed.
“Hey, it could be sooner,” lightly jabbing his son’s shoulder.
“Maybe.” Draven chuckled and unstrapped his seatbelt.
“Thanks for the ride,”
“Yeah
His vigorous fire dimmed, crawled up his sword guard and faded. A gigantic robot fell to the ground and busted into flames. Drone clustered around and extinguished the flames. Draven smirked and turned around, in taking his workmanship. He strolled across the piles of robots and jumped down from the platform. “Level 7? Piece of cake!” “Yes, a piece of cake.” Draven glanced at the speaker and continued walking. “Hey kid, where is your girlfriend?” Knowing who it was, Draven shouted “Get lost, grandpa! She isn’t here” “Grandpa?” he frowned, wagging his Irish brows. “It’s Graham” “Whatever!” “So, where is she…” Graham grabbed his shoulder. “I mean WolfQueen?” “She isn’t here” Draven sighed and shrugged his shoulder from his grasp. “Can you call her?” “NO!!” Draven gulped down a mouthful of water. “Fine.” “Finally!” Draven massaged his temples and headed to an arena bot, fixing his next
“Hellhounds are back with their powerful line-up, starting with no.17Draven Castel as the captain”Draven and his team did one final warm-up before they entered platform.The crowds cheered the opposition team as they entered the platform with blaring horns and eye-catching slogans.“The Pepper Cloves is makingtheir way; this time no.30 Arnold Lockwisch is made captain”“Because of no.11 Leon Deamon’s unforeseen circumstances!”Leaving their teams behind, the captains walked to the centre. The referee levitated before them and raised a coin to the sky, which the drones magnified the official coin to the screen. The referee said. “Choose a side”“Heads” Arnold replied.“Tails”The Referee tossed the coin up and landed back into his palm. Lifting Draven’s hand to the air and shouted “Hellhounds&rdquo
“Move! Move! Get out of my way!” he shouted and ran through the busy shop-goers, dozens of guards chased his figure.Speaking into his collar, “On pursuit! I repeat suspect is male, Caucasian 5 feet 9 with punk green hair”“Requesting assistance on the C section of the first floor”He took a glance back, made a turn to the right. His hands squeezed the storage pouch strapped to his waist. He looked down to his new sneakers, which was probably stolen. “Let’s see what this baby can do?” He tapped his sneakers by the ankles, thrusters prouted from the heel. A second later, he boosted him further like a flash of a camera.Suddenly, a couple of teleported appeared a meter in front of him. He teleported himself two meters behind them.Vernon said “Why do you just teleport yourselfboutofthis mall?"Draven snapped “I can’t. There are jammers everywhere&rd
"So which one should we take?""I don't know, let's first see them" they bothwalked in, casting their sights on the rows of exotic vehicles, each with a value over twenty to fifty million. Sporting different colours"I never knew Zeno would be this generous... Now I am starting to regret"Draven said "Regret what?"Becky said "Maybe he would have bought for me a car too""Whytake me from him, when I your boyfriend can gift you one"Becky cheerfully said"Really? Omg And it's not even my birthday"Draven teased "Okay, I change my mind"Her forehed scrunched, she exclaimed "Hey! Didn't you say you would give me one?""Oh I did?" Draven stiffled his ch
Gunshots fired outside, disrupting the ambience.Few whispered among themselves. “Hey, what’s that?”“What?”“I guess we shouldn’t have come here?”"Did someone die?"“I don’t know”The serving bot announced, “Dear patrons! Please calm down, there is no need to worry our guards will handle the situation outside”“I repeat, the situation is under control”A couple stood from their table and from their expressions, they were ready to leave. The robot blocked their way “Excuse me, sir. Can you please take your seat?”*Bang* *Bang*The reception pressed the button underneath his desk and shouted. “Emergency! We are under a bandit attack”“What is going on?” the manager approached the counter.“Don’t worry, sir. I called backup”He leaned over and
His smile was anything but simple, beneath lay traps and trickery while his bracelet glowed to a chime of notifications. Becky asked "Are you going to pick it up?"Draven said “It’s okay, it must probably be nothing” while spooning himself free food from their new followers.Internally, Dravensaid "Vernon, how much have I earned?""2,673 and counting...""Excellent" he flicked his raven hair back. Earning awes from his new admirers.Sensinga squad of officersinhisaura vision,Draven snickered"Babe, here comes the show""Show?" she grinned, reading his eyes. "Oh, yes a show""Move" the captain of the turf guards pushed the people aside with his subordinates. "Move!" The customers scuttered to the side and let him pass. He stood before Draven and Becky.Draven said "Hello, captain T.D Walters"The captai
Coach Fredrickson noted few points on his notepad, and rested his pen back on his ear. He shouted "Call him in!"A trainer signalled the referee and selected their next line up. "Subs"A spectating robot referee raised a neon board above his head, which was soon displayed on thegiant holographic screens floating in the air.His armour and the other's turnedto fluorescent yellow and soon swapped them with another. He shouted "Are you f*** kidding me?"A boy with ravenous hairswitchedto his place. The Hellhound crest on his armour glowed blood red. He flung his arm,sending a wave of fire and clashed against a similar attack of fire."Why did you sub me out?" He growled, facing the Coach."Keep quiet Osborne!" Coach sent him a glare, keeping him in line.Osborne gnawed his teeth. He turned to the row of benches and snared, "You! Get out!" he shoved his teammate out of the seat and took it for himself.<
Walking through the school halls, he weaved through the crowd of students, unnoticed.Thatwas,untilhecaughta familiarheadof curly hair in his view, a height above the rest.Draven lowered his blue-tinted sunglasses."Hey! Draven" his senior approached him. Draven's brows stretched in wonder. 'How did he know it was me?''Maybe it is broken.' Draven clicked the device attached around his neck and pulled it into his pocket.Draven forced a wry smile. "Hey! Rocco, what up?" and took his fist bump.Rocco said "Good. I am preparing for my finals""By the way, I saw your matches. Mn, you were epic!" He punched his chest. "Even that guy Osborne was good!""Thanks"Draven smiled. "Yeah, I know he is. He is my rival after all"Rocco said, "Well, rivals are a good thing! Thanks to my cousin, she pushed me beyond my limits and you know the rest"