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"Talking"
Thoughts
"Mental link"
The Voice
Dream
Chapter 8
"Will all contestants come to the front stage!" an announcer called out on stage.
I rush to the front of the stage and listen closely to the announcements.
"Welcome to the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament! Every three years, fighters like you all come from across the world to test your skills and find out who's really the strongest in the world. This year, we have 72 participants, which is smaller number compared to the last tournaments over the years. But despite that, we will be beginning the preliminaries after you draw out your number for each block. Lastly, I wish everyone good luck!"
Now I can get this stupid preliminaries over with!
I hurry to the line and wait impatiently to draw my number. After getting my number, I check where my match is, which is in the first half of Block 5. As I wait and watch these matches, my irritation grew with no bounds. I've already defeated all my 'opponents' without using barely a punch, and reached to the last match of the qualification rounds. After every match I would stand and watch the matches from afar.
This is a waste of time! I haven't even sensed nor seen Goku no matter how much I try! Why can't I just blast all these guys out of the competition?
"Do I really need to remind you?" Big Brother said threateningly.
"No, Big Brother…" I sighed.
"Good. Now control yourself."
"Yes, Big Brother…"
I can't do anything fun, can I?
"Number 37! Number 44! Please enter the arena!" Another announcer called out.
I quickly run to the arena and watch my opponent step in as well. He wears a long pink fighting gi, black, long sleeved undershirt, black pants, and red shoes. But what actually threw me off was his appearance. Most of his head is full of metal! He's the ugliest human I've ever seen in my life!
"Well, well, well!" thee metal head said, "It's a little brat." I say nothing to the idiot. "Too bad no one is here save you, huh?"
This man is irritating…
"Fighters! Get ready!" The announcer said.
I stood still as the metal human did the same.
"Fighters…Go!"
Suddenly, the hideous man walks towards me with a smirk on his face.
"I'm not fighting some kid, so I'm going to be merciful." He bends down just above my head and grins cockily. "I'll give you one free hit, then I'll just throw you out of the ring. Deal?"
I grin at his remark and pull my fist back. "Fine with me."
I 'softly' punch him in the face, instantly causing him to fly across the building and crash to a wall. I turn to the announcer and give him an innocent smile. "Well? Did I win?"
"N-N-Number 37 q-qualifies for the s-s-semifinals!" The announcer yelled petrifyingly.
As I walk off the arena, I notice someone staring at me. But this time with no fear, but with suspicion instead. I glare at him hoping to scare him off, but no avail. I instead look closely at the man. He wears a pale yellow shirt, green pants, red belt, and black shoes. What interested me that he has three eyes!
In the back of my mind, something told me he wasn't no ordinary human.
Suddenly, the three-eyed man walks towards me until he's only a foot away from me.
"What do you want?" I asked harshly.
"Just one answer from you," the three-eyed man said, "Who are you?"
"My name is Kurai. Anything else?"
"That wasn't what I asked. Who are you?"
"Sorry, but I can't say. How about you do me a favor and drop out of the tournament?"
"You little…!"
"Hey! If you wanna fight me, then win the preliminaries first. Now leave me alone!" With that, I storm away from the three-eyed human.
This is great! Once I fight Goku, Big Brother kills him, then we can finally-
OOF!
Out of nowhere, I run into someone and fall back on my ass. Now absolutely pissed, I jump to my feet and glare at the man in front of me.
"Hey!" I said angrily, "Watch where you're going, you dumb-!"
I freeze as I get a closer look at the man.
A man with pale white skin, wearing a bright orange fighting gi along with a blue belt, wristbands, and boots. His hair is black spiky, wild hair and eyes. The man's ki felt so different and…lively from any human I've ever met.
Son Goku…
A/N: Yes! Another chapter posted for all you readers. This is one of the hardest chapters I've ever written that it took all my brain power to construct this chapter. Please read and review!
