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I'm cool teehee...Hey guys, please review. I am hungry for feedback. Now obviously I am not focusing too much on the actual tournament aspect but the characters and other stuff. Hope ya dont mind. J'aime people! Anyway I will add more chapters depending on how much support I get from feedback. Enjoy Chapter one! Au Revoir!

Wraith the traveller:

Chapter 1 The way of Telestopsis!

I keep hearing these voices in my ear. "You'll be alright", "You can make it".

I dont understand. I just dont understand.

What is happening? I feel someone, something, pulling on my leg.

Something's happening...the light. I see the light...

"AHHH! MY GOD!" Wraith opened his eyes meeting instant pain.

"Calm-"

"Who are you? Where am I?"

"I am doctor-"

Wraith screamed before looking up. The sky was a blood red colour. An evil colour.

The doctor had disappeared.

"Hey! Wait! dont leave me to die!" Wraith cried.

His body was covered in blood like the sky. He had lost all feeling in his left leg but still, he could hear. There were many sounds. Piercing sounds. The sky was growling, the wounded, groaning.

"ERGH! Mother of god!" the doctor emerged from the ground.

He was being dragged by a massive Skaarj warlord. Wraith immediately tried to crawl away. It was no misconception that he was in danger. His leg however, was in no condition to be pulled through the mud and rock.

"Gkublok! Secure the area!" the same massive Skaarj said within bites of the doctor.

Wraith was no longer brave, no longer conceited. He was afraid. Afraid of losing everything. Especially his family back home in Colorado.

"Open your christmas present, Timech. It's from mummy and Daddy", "Do you like it? We spent alot of money on you this year. But it was worth it", "We love you, Timech"

CRUSH!

Wraith's broken leg was completely shattered by Gkublok's foot.

"Going somewhere, mortal?" he cackled as though he was mad.

Wraith's next image was blurred because of the large amount of pain he was in.

A large rocket penetrated Gkublok's chest. He fell over backwards with nothing but a hiss.

That's when the chilly wind blew. The blood stung even more powerfully than before and when the noise all stopped.

The world was dark yet again. The pain died down into numbness. One could only imagine what Wraith was feeling. His only recollection of what had happened before was that he was travelling to the unreal tournament grounds. He was travelling lightly. He was happy, excited...ready. Perhaps the Skaarj-human war had resumed. If so, Wraith would need to return home and protect his beloved...

Those were his thoughts. But as time passed, other thoughts occured in his head. He suspected he was dead. Moving to the spirit world. Or maybe this was the spirit world. Eternal darkness..forever.

Slowly floating in the darkness...

What seemed like the end was only the beginning...

"Timech, son, lets go to the skateboard ramp!", "What's that book you are reading?", "Son?..Son?...Son, wake up. I havent said goodnight...WAKE UP! WAKE UP-"

"Wake up! Wake up! Wraith, breathe!"

The light shone brightly overhead Wraith's face. It stung his eyes as they slowly opened.

"Finally! How are you feeling Wraith?" a high pitched doctor asked.

"Sore..and stiff. Also worried. I'm worried about..MY FAMILY!" Wraith jolted upright in a panic.

The doctor and a couple of nurses ran to his side and held him down.

"Relax! This is unacalled for!" the doctor struggled to hold the muscly warrior down.

"LET ME GO! MY FAMILY! THE WAR!" Wraith panted angrily.

"Your family is fine! There is no war!"

Wraith lay back...

"Then..then why was I attacked?" he began. "Why was I attacked by bloodsucking SKAARJ WARRIORS!".

The doctor made a hand signal for the two concerned nurses to leave.

"Doc, why?" Wraith persisted.

"Well...there is no easy way to say this-"

"Say it, you imbecile!"
"Hush Wraith, I...I will tell you. But this may horrify you." the doctor sighed. "Wraith, that was all a hallucination. You knocked yourself out..you cut your face. You literally destroyed your own leg...Wraith you're-"

"Dont say insane because I'm not!" Wraith said slightly confused.

"I was going to say you were 'Telestopsis'. It's a rare disease contracted from Robotic fumes. I did a background check and learned you were a-"

"Mercenary" Wraith finished for him.

"Indeed, which means you had alot of chance in catching Telestopsis..and you did. The symptoms: hallucinating skaarj attacks, fainting, constant memory reminders and...and a sense of berserk in oneself." the doctor was looking at the cold, hard ground.

"So I'm as mad as a meat-axe?" Wraith tried to joke.

The doctor forced a smile..

"Unfortunately there was a complication with your hallucination"

Wraith's heart missed a beat.

"As I said, you did great damage to your leg...in fact. It was so..How do I put this? So torn apart it was impossible to salvage any part. Your leg is no more, Wraith the traveller.".

Wraith just lay in the hospital bed...he wanted to sob but didn't think it very manly.

"So..what do I do?" he turned towards the doctor.

"Well...you have a few choices really..you can..uhh...leave and head back to your home. I wouldn't reccommend that. We can offer no transport because of the immense flooding. So walking with crutches could prove difficult."

"My next choice?" Wraith asked hoping it was a better one than that.

"Well..I can arrange for you to be taken to the mental hospital where the staff will make sure you do yourself no harm. Beware they may shoot you with plasma if you disobey their instructions. Haha" the doctor laughed hysterically.

Wraith frowned. He didn't like the sound of a mental hospital. Solitary confinement.

"And?"

"Well...you can hand me 13 million dollars and I can attach a cybernetic leg. Then I will send dangerous waves through your body which will treat your...disease." he rose his head awaiting Wraith's reply.

"And where do you think I'm going to get 13 million dollars from?" Wraith snarled.

The doctor just shrugged. "You have a decision to make. I'll be in to check on you shortly".