See You On The Battlefield

Chapter Two

Sun shone in through the dusty windows to Duncan's truck. Everything on the inside and out was a due a good clean. Wednesday morning and Duncan rolled onto his side, trying to catch those last few minutes of needed sleep before he had to get up.

"Whoever decoded teenagers need to get up before midday should rot in hell," the young boy muttered, staring at his robot from across the room. Week day morning brought only one thing with them; school. Though seventeen years old and able to drop out legally, Duncan never brought himself to do it. It would not have pleased his father or grandfather if he ever did something so foolish. They valued education, not money in the Wilson family. Or at least they had back in the days of the Wilson family. Now it was just Duncan and Stone, living in the back of a beat-up motoring truck that had long since seen its best days. The whole family had fallen apart a long time ago.

Hauling himself up, Duncan tried to remember what he was doing in a tired haze of movements. The quick knocking on the truck door reminded Duncan he had to move faster. Though he was often late for school, there were only so many detentions he needed. He had to make a living for himself being on his own, and he did that with robot boxing. He couldn't fight his robot of his delinquent ass was cooped up in detention.

Throwing a clean t-shirt over his head, Duncan unlatched the truck door. The ramp lowered down and another teenage bot joined him in. He was taller than Duncan, with dark skin and dark eyes. He had a white cap pulled down over his head and a fresh green t-shirt on over his head.

"Slept in again, I see?" DJ inquired. Duncan grunted. He wasn't in the mood for DJ's perky happiness this morning. Most people wondered how two people so different could be so close, but DJ and Duncan had grown up together. Through thick and thin they has stuck by each other, and there had been some pretty hard times. But no matter what, nothing had drawn them apart. DJ was one of the very few people that supported Duncan in his living habits.

The walk from the parking lot where Duncan kept his truck to the school gates wasn't that far. He'd drive to school, though, if he was sure he wouldn't get a ticket. If his truck got towed he lost everything. Duncan liked taking risks but some were too big, even for him.

"Okay, two words; Saturday night," Gwen's face lit up as she fell in beside Duncan just outside the main hallway. "And the plans are?"

"Work?" Duncan replied as if it was obvious. Gwen rolled her eyes, turning to DJ who just shrugged. "Where the hell have you been, anyway? Four days of school is cutting it pretty close, don't you think?" She knew he was just messing with her, but she still brought a pale white fist against his shoulder.

"I was sick, ask Liam." Gwen replied. She had known Duncan and DJ since kindergarten. They had always made her feel outcasted due to being a girl whose mom dressed in pink every day through elementary. But come middle school when she finally worked out a way to get around her mother, Gwen developed her gothic style. They became quick friends after that.

"You missed one of the best matches Stone has ever faced because you were sick?" Duncan asked, fake astonishment playing in his features. He took a seat behind Gwen and next to DJ, throwing his backpack under the desk. "Gwendolyn, I am appalled." Another shoulder punch. Duncan knew Gwen wouldn't have missed one of his fights without a food explanation. Like tonight. Stone was going back to the underworld arena to fight against Motor tonight. It was a last minute fight, thrown together Sunday morning when Duncan got a call from sleaze ball Chris McLean. He organised all the underworld fights and no one liked him doing so. But there was no way around his, he technically owned the underworld so everyone dealt with it.

Gwen stuck her tongue out, turning around to face the front of the room. DJ just shook his head at the two's antics. It had been like this since sixth grade. They were now juniors.

"So, what's this guys name, anyways?" But Gwen was off sketching in the corner of her notebook. She had a date tonight, which meant she was missing out on another fight. As she had attended so many, Duncan didn't mind so much. But he did enjoy looking over and seeing his best friends standing on the sidelines. It made him feel like there were others who supported him. Not a lot of people favoured Duncan's choice of life.

School was a drag, Duncan found himself wasting time trying to write out fighting plans until the end of the day. Duncan wasn't dong well in school, everyone knew that. The teachers had it down as 'family issues' and didn't bother Duncan with it too much. In reality, it was just because Duncan didn't want to be there, but he could get away with it.

By the time he got back to his truck and started fixing up Stone, all Duncan wanted to do was get this fight over with.

He's a real good fighter, huh?

Her words were playing in Duncan's mind ever since he had met Kelly Cole on Saturday night. It had been four days, but she has weasels her way into his head. Duncan had never met a teenage girl like her. Someone his own age who knew so much, it was impossible to him.

I noticed your robot fighting here quite a lot, I took an interest.

Duncan wondered if she would be back at underworld tonight. If she had an interest in his robot he hoped she would be. Not that he was interested in her sexually, but because she intrigued him as much as Stone intrigued her.

Stone is quite...remarkable.

Remarkable wasn't a word Duncan would use to describe Stone, but Miss Cole had a way of looking at him as if was just a machine. To Duncan, he was family. It was two different views on the world. Whoever this Kelly Cole girl was, she certainly was well educated and from a whole other world to Duncan. He ponders the thought of her possibly having her own robot at underworld, but he had never seen her there before. Duncan knew almost every robot controller there, which meant that she was either new (unlikely with her knowledge) or she didn't fight herself. She had said she was a 'part time robotics adviser', though Duncan didn't actually know what that was. It didn't sound like she was an up front fighter, more a behind the scenes helper. That was probably why she knew so much; she was working with robots. It wasn't too unusual to see women in robot boxing, though it was typically stereotyped as a mans sport.

Kelly Cole would not leave Duncan's mind the closer he got to underworld. Pulling up in the second parking lot, getting lost amongst all the other trucks. A lot of people spent a lot of time training their robots here using the rings during the day. Duncan used to use it, but he found it was easier to train a robot without the prying eyes of all your opponents.

Stone hadn't taken as bad a beating from Fighter as Duncan had thought, he hasn't needed to get fixed up. He was only left with three dents across his body, but they did not cause him any impairment when fighting, Duncan made sure he was in perfect working condition without spending too much money. It had worked out for him so far.

Looking around as he entered the arena, Duncan couldn't help but try and look inconspicuously to find Kelly. She wasn't anywhere in the main hallway, nor the waiting area Duncan decided to stay in while waiting for the fight to begin. He wasn't quite in the mood to wonder around, but he hung about in the doorway, trying to listen to the conversation going on in the room next to his. Someone's voice was raised, they were not happy.

Unexpectedly, the door swung open. Any other person would have ducked back into the waiting room, but Duncan stayed put with a smug grin in his face. A teenage girl, the side of her face covered with the fan of her caramel coloured hair, pulled the door behind her shut with a slam. Without even looking at her expression, her body language read one thing: pissed off. Duncan gave her a quick up and down. Tight black dress, three inch heels. This was a girl Duncan wanted to pursue.

"Rough night?" He smirked. The girl turned to him, her mouth half-open, as if about to state a witty remark. But she froze when her eyes when they reached Duncan. Duncan stared in minor shock, his insides grinning like a bobcat. Her appearance may have changed since Saturday, but there was no mistaking those midnight eyes for anyone else. "Hello, Miss Cole," Duncan said. "I love what you've done with your hair."

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