Meanwhile the Doflaw fucking

At the palace

N.Z. p.o.v.

Well, I don't know how they do it but the food here somehow manage to be sooooo magnificent. Bursting flavor here and there. Even some simple dishes tasted great.

Still wondering where boss went. He sounded pretty in a rush. Also he- WHAT THE HECK.

Zekkon: Hey! Quit it Dellinger. Stop carrying me like a baby cat!!

Dellinger: You mean a kitty? Anyways, its tournament time. Young Master told me to make sure you fight in it.

Zekkon: Screw you

Dellinger: Kyahaha!

At the Colosseum

Guy: Name

Zekkon: Zekky

Guy: Check. You can go in kid.

Zekkon: Thanks

I can't believe Dellinger pulled me here. This is such a drag. The hallways here are pretty...normal. Once I did got to the end of it, several men here were eating. Not as much people as yesterday that's for sure. Though can't help but feel my own skin crawling when some eyes were stinging on me.

Pretty sure they are not staring at my clothing taste. Cause for sure they had awful and odd ones while I just wore something that is actually normal. Just a black T-shirt with writings on it, short jeans and to top it off is my favorite yellow furry hoodie. I didn't bother to wear a mask cause...well...there is literally no one I need to hide from particularly. Then again, they are getting ready for heavy metal battle.

Why am I even thinking about this? Why the heck does it matter? Geez I sound like a nerd.

OK. Back to topic. Some men were getting their weapons ready. Some who I reconized brought double the weapons. Swords, daggers, guns, shields, you name it. I swear these people just got dumber then dumb. Showing off their weapons in the open just like that. Making it obvious on how they'll fight like.

Random: Hey you!

Zekkon: Hmm?

Random: I'll make sure to whip that scrawny little ass of your out of this world!

Zekkon: (blink) (blink)

...well that came out of nowhere.

Zekkon: ah... Sure man.

Weirdo. Then again I'm staying at a palace full of it.

Since the food is from the palace. Its soo good. Just not as fancy. Can't help but notice how antisocial people here are. Not even a friendly hello exist here. And the place, its a bit gloomy to say at the least, hell even the people here looks like professional trick-or-treaters for Halloween. What is up with their makeup senses

(Ding dong) All contestant please make your way to the battle ground. I repeat, all contestant please make your way to the battle ground. Thank you.

Zekkon: Finally..

Everyone and I mean everybody in the room made their way at the multiple huge door to fight in their own path. Some even hit some other faces before the match even started.

At the battle ground

Wow.

Just wow.

The whole floor is fixed. Not in a crappy way but its fixed to the point as if nothing happen yesterday. Could have sworn there was holes almost everywhere that looked it could fit elephants here and there.

'Contestant ready?'

'LET THE FIGHT BEGIN'

Zekkon: Huh. Sunny day today is.

Zekkon: THIS IS GOING TO BE SO FUN!!!

No ones p.o.v.

Due to yesterday, some men were too weak to have a second fight up and running. Zekkon was just standing at the middle of the crowd looking at the sky.

It didn't took long enough for the fighting crowd to evaporate. Blood was almost everywhere you step. Bloodlust was all too obvious in the eyes of these predators. The place was filled with sounds of swords clashing, gun powder in the atmosphere, men screaming till their heart's contents and banging all over the place.

All of the sudden, chains began to wrap around Zekkon tightly in a blink of the eye. The one who was holding the end of the chains was a man with a voice that mimics snakes.

Zekkon: hm?

S: sss, I got him

Zekkon: no you don't

S: yess I do

Zekkon: no you don't

S: yess I do! Are you fucking blind?!

Zekkon: are you?

S: wha-???

Zekkon uses her upper body and limbs to break the chains around her. The man was obviously stunned.

Zekkon: See, I told ya

The snake-man then snapped out of it and threw an axe towards Zekkon as fast as a bullet shot from a gun. Zekkon being the foolish kid she is, stared at the axe until it was too close for fully dodging. She moved her body to the side just for the axe to slip through enough but ended up with a cut on the cheeks.

Zekkon: Ow That hurts ya jerk!

Zekky puts a palm on the wounded cheek as if it could stop the bleeding.

S: Is this the same fucking kid as yesterday?

Zekkon: Hey!!

Irritated Zekkon punched him fast. The man was nowhere in sight. Probably hidden in the fights of other people.

Zekkon: Served you right.

A giant hand, really big one, grabbed Zekkon by the head. And by head, its more like by the hoodie. Of course Zekkon tug on her hoodie with both of her hands so that it would stay on her head as she was brought into the air. The only resistance she did was kicking the air as if it would work.

In the end she accidentally let go and fell onto the ground. On her stomach with hands stretched out. Ouch.

BigGuy: Hey look what I got

Between his fingers was Zekkon's most valuable thing. Her furry yellow cat-ear hoodie. She was about to retreat it when needles struck her neck. Her whole body then was paralyzed and went limp. Her cheek was lying flat on the floor. She could still watch what he was doing.

Zekkon: H-hey mister. That's mine. Please give it back.

BigGuy: Haha. What if I don't.

Zekkon: But its mine...

BigGuy: Gyahaha! Like taking candy from a baby

The big guy threw the hoodie on the floor and raised one of his feet high. Zekkon's eyes grew wider and her pupil went to the size of pinpoints. She eyed intensively on the situation. All sounds on the battle ground. It went silent to Zekkon as she only focus on her treasure. She ignored everything around her. The guns, swords, yelling. Everything.

The big guy stomped on the hoodie. Ruffling it roughly with his shoe. Zekkon's heart ached. It was throbbing louly. It as though fell into her stomach. Her eyes are getting glassy. Stings of tears began to flow out.

BigGuy: Hey guys! I think I made the wittle kid sad. Believe it or not, the tough kid is crying!!!

Zekkon ignored his words. Teeth grinding roughly. Fingers clawing ferociously. Eyes filled with anger and hatred. Though no one saw it. She was furious.

How dare he!

How dare he!

How DARE he!!

More words began popping in her head about the man. The big guy never ceased his foot. Zekkon felt every inch of her body aching to move. To just fucking get her hoodie back. It was frustrating when she couldn't do just that.

Furs on the hoodie began to shed. And that was when she had enough. Her eyes were suddenly hidden by the shadows of her hairs front bangs. With a heart full of pain, deadly turquoise coloured aura began flowing out of her body. It rumbled throughout the Colosseum. All the fighters fainted. Sounds of weapons dropping was increased. The big guy was laying flat on the ground. Showing no signs of life. The needles somehow was thrown away by the heavy aura.

As soon as she felt her body into life, she made her way to her ruin but fixable hoodie and grabbed it. The tears on her face was already dried. She felt lucky that no one from the palace was watching closely. Especially her boss. Wouldn't want that to happen for some reasons. Little did she knew Diamante was watching her secretly in the VIP room.

A single leaf flew by and the next thing Zekkon was gone. Place was still as silence as ever.