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The Midnight Heir VISITSTION
Seating on one of the benches, Anthony waited for Gam to be brought into the visitation room so that they could talk about something very important. Warden Faller waited as well, but his waiting took place behind a two-way mirror. Just then, Officer Victor approached Warden Faller and with him was a towering and burly gentleman, having red hair that covered about half his face, most especially his eyes. “I’ve brought him like you wanted, Warden” Officer Victor said. Warden Faller looked at the red-haired man and said “Inmate 317 or should I call you Gamboli Greyson” Gamboli looked at Warden Faller and replied “Hello Warden. What a lovely day to be out of my cell way earlier than usual”Warden Faller smiled back “Indeed, it is a lovely day. For me especially,” he said and Gamboli grimaced. He flicked his eyes to Officer Victor and then said “Little officer over here told me that I have a special visitor. Is that true or are you guys pulling my leg?” “Not at all,” Warden Faller s
The Midnight Heir GUARDIAN
Gamboli’s eyes widened when he heard the news.“Victor’s position as the new Overseer? What are you talking about?” Gamboli asked. He couldn’t wrap his head around what Anthony was saying.“Exactly what I said. Victor is the new Overseer for the Mob and I thought you knew this but seeing your expression, it can only mean that you didn’t know about it” Anthony replied.“Of course, I don’t know anything about what you’re saying. I’ve been locked up in here for how long now so how the hell would I know some bullshit like—“ Gamboli said but then his eyes widened.“What is it?” Anthony asked. “That bastard! The head of the Mob must have been behind this bullshit. After I took the fall for him and came here, this is how the fucker repays me? By giving my old position to one of my kids?!” Gamboli said, fists clenched and vibrating on the table between him and Anthony. After seeing what he was looking for which was Gamboli’s innocence in Victor’s current rank in The Mob, Anthony calmed down
The Midnight Heir SCREAMING AGE
Officer Victor brought Anthony and Gamboli to a white room that had a lot of gadgets stationed in it and right in the center of it all was Warden Maxwell Faller.“I’ve brought them like you wanted Warden—“ Officer Victor said but Anthony cut him off.“What are these?” Anthony asked, looking at his intriguing environment. Warden Faller looked at what was being referred to and he answered “Oh, these. Well, these are called Nanite bombardment chambers”“Nanite bombardment chambers? What’s that supposed to be? More importantly, what are they used for and why are they here of all places?” Anthony asked and the good Warden smiled. He answered "One question at a time Mr. Anthony. First of all, these are experimental devices sent in by our sponsors for testing and what they are used for, which is your second and to an extension your third question, is providing a means of healing the participants of The Scrimmage of any surface injury sustained during an event. If you’re wondering why such
The Midnight Heir REFEREE
Everyone in the room whose door had just been opened turned to look at the four of them, especially at Anthony whose hair was very good at drawing unwanted attention.In response, Anthony looked at everyone present there too. He was very hard to intimidate or made to feel uncomfortable."What is this place?" Anthony asked, already having an idea of what it could be as it had all the looks and feel of a waiting area which is a place where fighters could observe a match while also waiting to be called out or had already been called out and had returned just to get some rest. In the middle of the room was an individual who was dressed in complete white attire.His shoulders were stiff with anxiety before Anthony, Gamboli, Officer Victor, and the Warden’s arrival. However, when he turned to look at them, the tension in his demeanor vanished completely."The Warden and that must be— please tell me that that's him right next to..." said the man in white as he walked over to Warden Faller a
The Midnight Heir TIME FOR DEBUT
"Warden Faller, I know this is your place and you call most of— if not all the shots that happen around here. I also know that can most definitely knock me out with a single wave of your huge hands if I try and challenge you, but I have to say... What the hell is going on here?" asked the man in white who was standing beside the warden as he snuck side glances at Gamboli "A wave of my hand? Don't be ridiculous, Showman. My days of getting physical with others have gone behind me since I took charge of this place. Now, if I wanted, I can just send someone else to handle you for me but jokes aside, what do you mean?" Warden Faller asked the white-dressed showman.Both stared at each other for a little while before the showman finally spoke.“Looks like I have to explain the obvious. I'm talking about the… umm, gentlemen over here who surprisingly don’t know who I am. I wanted to ask why the hell doesn’t he know that I’m the Showman and also what else doesn’t he know. Does he even know
The Midnight Heir COMMENCE THE SCRIMMAGE
Meanwhile, in the middle of the SCRIMMAGE Arena, the Showman was busy with the hyped-up audience— both live and online and doing his best to get them more hyped for the event that was about to take place.“Are you ready?!” The showman spoke into his microphone and everyone went ballistic, chanting their usual two-word phrase.The energy from the crowd put a smirk on the showman’s face and he said “Looks like you all are. Well, without any further delays, it is time and you all know what I mean when I say that it is time, don’t you?!"In the chat section of the SCRIMMAGE’s dark web page, the online audience was going crazy with anticipation. They were displaying their excitement for all to see through their selections of emojis while also messaging [SCREAMING AGE] everywhere.As for Anthony, Gamboli, Warden Faller, and Officer Victor, they walked down the steps leading to the arena while listening to the showman continue to speak to the crowd. “So, since you both understand the basics
The Midnight Heir A BATTLE OF ATTRITION
“Alright, Mr. Anthony. This is where your battle as a benefactor will be taking place” Officer Victor said to Anthony after taking him to the area where the benefactors of the event were stationed.Anthony did a little look around his station then looked at the distance, seeing other stations similar to his.“Lemme guess, in one of those stations, is the benefactor of Gamboli’s opponent,” Anthony said and Officer Victor nodded with a smirk. “Just like with yours, the stations are closed to conceal the identities of our special guests. You can watch the match and your fighter from the screen within your station. If there’s any questions you have just let me know” Officer Victor said. Anthony shook his head with a confident smirk. “Alright then, Mr. Anthony. I’ll be returning to Warden Faller now. See you after the match is over” Officer Victor said then bowed his head in respect of Anthony.Anthony did the same then the officer left Anthony to go into his station and close the door
The Midnight Heir FIGHTING STANCE
*Tsk* *Sigh*Selverin took his fingers and touched the open wound he had on his cheek and forehead which stung him before sighing to the realization that he had to fight once more and any minute from now He turned to look at the opponent he had to fight which was Gamboli while Gamboli looked at him with wondering eyes, thinking if he could put down his opponent as fast as possible. Something that went against his true intention because in actuality he wanted to test himself and his skills after having not fought for a very long time now.He wanted to know if he still had it, his fighting knowledge and talents, or if had he gotten rusty from being out of the action for as long as he had."This is really intense and I kind of like it?" Gamboli mumbled to myself then looked at the Showman and the audience "How can there be so many people and at the same time not so many people all at once"*CLEARS THROAT*"This must be my nerves talking telling me that I'm too anxious— no, that’s not th