"Whoa, Nico, wai—AHH!"
"WE'VE GOT TO GO GET A CLOSER LOOK!"
BOOM!
Nico, who apparently got way too over excited, grabbed onto Alan's arm and jumped over the bleachers they sat on and fell right down into the stadium. But, Alan being Alan, felt his body go into action. He yanked Nico closer to him, basically hugging him tightly against his body. He spun his body around so he collided into the ground first.
Alan slammed right into the ground, breaking part of the metal dome, and was still holding onto Nico. Nico was perfectly unscathed and unharmed, practically sitting in his lap. Everyone could only gape at what they saw before them.
"Wow, Alan, you sure know how to react fast!" Nico complimented.
"...Ow…" Mumbled Alan as he sat up from the debris surrounding him. "...That actually kinda hurt…"
Nico suddenly gasped loudly and got off of Alan and began pointing at one of the opposing inmate. As he began to rant and rave, excitedly talking about the guy who can float. Alan just groaned softly and climbed onto his feet, stepping out of the indent he made, and began to dust himself off.
"Whoa! Now that's an entrance!" Commented Mitsuru.
"Are you okay, Alan?!" Shouted Seitarou from their seats.
Alan just responded by lifting his hand up, giving him a thumbs up to tell him he was fine. Alan walked over to Nico and hit him on the head, causing Nico to crouch down and hold his head.
"Ow…!" Whined Nico.
"That's for idiotically jumped from a high platform and dragging me with you." Alan stated and began to lecture him. "Do you have any idea—"
Alan continued on, beginning to rant and rave to Nico like an angry mother. He was so loud and angry about it that the inmates that were in the audience began to lean back away from him from his harshness. He eventually ended his rant with Nico apologizing.
"Good to know you're as indestructible as ever…" Grumbled Samon as he rubbed his own head. "You even went on an angry rant for thirty minutes. You're such a mom."
"I have three younger siblings. Shut your mouth." Alan stated as his face was completely deadpan.
"How is he still alive…?" Jyugo questioned.
"He's like a miniature Hajime…" Uno said and shivered.
"Are you really participating in this?" Samon asked Alan.
"Yes, yes I am." Alan stated and got whatever dust that remained off of his clothes. "Don't back down just because I'm not Hajime, Samon…"
"I don't have a bone to pick with you so it would be pointless if I fought you." Samon said and looked away from him.
Alan's eye twitched as he glared at Samon. "FIGHT ME, YOU WHIMPY APE!"
"WHO YOU CALLIN' WHIMPY, YOU DISEASED FUCK?!" Samon yelled at him.
"AT LEAST I KNOW WHAT MAKES ME PSYCHOTIC! HOW 'BOUT YOU!?"
"I WILL STICK MY STAFF SO FAR UP YOUR *BLEEEEEEEP*"
"C'MON, SAMON! IT'LL BE LIKE OLD TIMES WHERE I *BLEEEEEP BLEEP*"
"YOU ARE WAY TOO HONEST WITH OTHER PEOPLE, WHAT THE FUCK! SOMETIMES I WONDER IF THERE'LL EVEN BE A FILTER ON THAT DAMN MOUTH OF YOURS!"
"IF YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED, YOU CAN'T FUCKING TALK!"
"Geez, and I thought you two liked each other!" Mitsuru exclaimed on the mic. "Do you have any idea how much work it takes to bleep all those out? It's annoying, ya know?! You're already down here anyways and wasted everybody's times! GET ON WITH THE MATCH, WILL YA?!"
"I'LL SHOW YOU YOUR GODDAMN PLACE!" Declared Samon as he grabbed onto the cloth that covered the spinning tops. "I'LL TEACH YOU WHO'S A WIMPY APE!"
"I HOPE YOU DO!" Shouted Alan as he did the same as Samon. The two yanked on the cloth, causing the tops to spin out and clash against each other, beginning the match. "BUT YOU REALLY ARE AN IDIOT FOR BEING SO GULLIBLE!"
"What?!" Growled Samon as he glared at him.
"I just got you into fighting me, so ha!" Alan exclaimed, jabbing a finger at him.
"Grr…!" Samon growled at the realization of what he did. "No.58, No.71! Go after the guard!"
Alan noticed two shadows cover him. He looked up to see the two inmates in the air and flying right at him. As Alan got his hands up to block, he noticed something from the corner of his eye. Quickly changing actions, he kicked at the ground, effectively pushing himself out of the way. Slamming into the ground was a familiar weight, causing the two inmates to jump back themselves so they wouldn't get harmed by it. They stepped back as Nico stood in the way, being responsible for the attack.
"Attacking someone 2 v. 1 is fighting dirty…" Nico said, his face utterly serious.
'What's with that expression…?' Alan wondered but quickly put his attention on Samon. 'No matter. Samon's my opponent… If Nico could cause that much damage with that little restraint of his, he is more than capable of fighting…'
"I have zero tolerance for bad guys who commit such cowardly villainous acts!" Nico declared and began posing. "Say your prays, evildoers! You're gonna get what's coming to ya!"
"...He did not…" Alan stood there and felt his eye twitched. "YOU KNOW WHAT?!" He threw the cloth he had been holding onto the ground. "FUCK IT!"
"Wait, what's Alan doing?" Rock asked.
"I don't know, but he might just go into psycho mode…" Hajime sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Psycho mode?!" Exclaimed the three inmates in concern.
"A lot of times when Alan got pissed in the jail cells, he would go ahead and start using his acting skills and would put them to the test." Hajime explained. "He calls it 'Psycho Mode' because he acts like a mentally ill patient. It's his go-to act he does all the time because it freaks people out so much that he gets them to be silent. It's how he stopped fights in the cells because it made guys piss themselves. He used it on you guys when I ordered him to go capture you and knock you out."
"THAT WAS AN ACT?!" They exclaimed.
"Are you sure he isn't actually psychotic…?" Uno asked as he paled.
"Yeah, we had him tested." Hajime said. "He's as sane as can be."
Alan ran at Samon at a very quick speed. Samon began to swing his staff at him, trying to keep him back. But, Alan got passed his weapon and jumped up into the air at Samon. He got his legs around, Samon's neck and was able to slam him onto the ground, almost like a wrestler's move. Samon was clawing at his pant legs, trying to escape.
"Or he could just do that…" Hajime muttered.
"Was that a wrestling move?" Rock questioned with a raised brow.
"Just like old times, right Samon?!" Alan growled, his mouth in a gigantic smirk.
"Yep…" Grunted Samon as he tried to pry his legs off. "You just looove having people in between yours legs, eh?"
"You did not just pull that joke!" Alan said, but didn't look mad.
"Don't act like you don't enjoy it…" Samon growled.
Samon got his head out from Alan's legs and scrambled to his feet to gain some distance between them. Alan got to his feet as well and put his hands up, looking rather happy. While Alan was taking care of Samon, Nico was attacking the other two inmates. Well, one of the two. No.71 escaped to the top of the bowl and began to rest there lazily to avoid conflict.
"Good to know you're still a combat junkie." Samon muttered towards Alan.
"Hey, I haven't fought you in two years, man." Alan said grinning. "I wanna see if you either softened or if you're able to beat me into the wall."
"You're really annoying, you know that." Samon said and got his staff back into his hands. "Think of this as a lesson from your higher up, got it?"
"STOP FOOLING AROUND AND TARGET THE TOP!" Hajime yelled at Alan, startling the male.
"Aw, come on…" Alan groaned softly.
"Never look away from your enemy!" Samon yelled and swung his staff.
Alan lifted his hand up and grabbed his end of the staff. Restricting Samon's control of the staff, Alan stepped closer to him and brought his foot up. He kicked Samon right in the chest, kicking him right across the stadium. Alan kept hold of his staff, about to toss it to the side until he heard Yamato's voice.
"ALAN, BEHIND YOU!" Yamato warned.
Alan's eyes widened at his warning.
Not even looking behind him, Alan slammed the staff onto the ground and used it to throw himself into the air. Once in the air he watched a bright blue column of energy shot under him, destroying Samon's staff. Alan's eyes widened in shock.
Once the column of energy was gone Alan landed on the ground and rolled back, trying to get a distance from where he was almost harmed. He looked towards the inmate that attacked him, No.58, and felt something hit him in realization. He remembers these guys now. No.58 is called Upa, No.71 was named Qi, and No.2 was Liang. They're all associated with one another from what they had been through.
"Right… I remember now…" Alan mumbled. "His name is Upa. That sign on his head is to suppress his powers. He uses Qigong… right?"
"You're really forgetful!" Samon shouted and appeared behind him, kicking Alan right in the head.
Alan's body flew to the ground. Alan grunted upon collision and waited for his body to stop moving. Once the momentum stopped he got to his feet and touched his head.
"Okay, I'm dizzy now…" Alan mumbled as he felt like the place was spinning under his feet.
"What's up with you?" Samon asked and ran at him. "You're not acting like yourself!"
Alan brought his arms up and blocked Samon's kicks. Eventually the two had grabbed each other's hands, trying to push against each other. Alan was pushing against Samon, trying to hopefully throw him or get him off balance.
"I don't know…" Alan grunted as he fought Samon. "Agitated, I guess. Excited… It's been awhile since I've felt like I'm having fun. All I want to do is fight..."
"Your sense of logic for your actions is honestly terrible." Samon grunted as he tried pushing against him harder. "You keep forgetting so much. What happened once you got out of jail?"
"A lot of shit!" Alan yelled and used his strength against Samon, eventually throwing him over his head.
Samon yelped as he was thrown into the air. Alan backed up and watched Samon try to land on his feet. As Alan got away from Samon, Nico dashed at Alan and grabbed his arm again, now bouncing up and down in excitement.
"That was so cool!" Nico exclaimed. "How you dodged and throw that guy like it's nothing! You're really strong!"
"Uh… Yeah…" Alan muttered, unsure of what to say at Nico's excitement. He put his hand on Nico's head, stopping him from jumping, and calmed him down. "Look Nico, we've got to work together, alright? You go after No.58. I'll go after the top."
"Okay!" Nico nodded and ran back to face Upa.
"Your reflexes are still as sharp as ever I see." Upa called out to Alan. "But you're restraining yourself. We all can tell. Why don't you go all out?"
"If I went all out then the Warden would have my head." Alan said bluntly. "Your fight is with Nico, so I suggest you keep your eyes on that kid, Upa."
Just as Alan finished talking, he ducked his head down and missed an attack. Samon had tried to sneak up behind him and swung his fist. But, Samon had forgotten that Alan's hearing is still pretty sharp. Samon began throwing multiple punches at him, but Alan continued to block or push his fist away from him.
Eventually they kept throwing attacks at each other that Alan was actually becoming bored. He decided to copy Samon, trying to mimic his moves. So far, he's been like a mirror, doing everything Samon was doing. The Supervisor was becoming frustrated with Alan for copying him.
"I can't believe you're doing that cheap move!" Samon yelled at him as their hands kept colliding. "I thought you dropped the mirroring tactic years ago!"
"Yeah, well, you're starting to bore me." Alan replied.
They brought their a foot up and kicked against each other, causing the two to separate and create a distance between them. Alan took a glance at Nico just in time to see Nico dodge and attack from Upa, punching him right in the chest. Alan's eyes widened, watching Upa stumbled back, but he didn't fall down.
"Aw, I'd thought that would work!" Whined Nico. "Alan had done that when we first met him. Did I do it wrong?"
"He… copied me…" Alan mumbled before looking towards Samon to see him come running at him. "...Smart kid…"
Samon jumped up with his leg out to kick Alan. But the guard simply caught his ankle, stopping his movements. Samon's eyes widened as he felt himself pale. 'That's right…! I utterly forgot to never come at Alan from above!'
"Did you seriously just do that?" Alan glared at him, clearly unimpressed. "C'mon, Samon, start getTING SERIOUS!"
Alan threw Samon away from him, watching him hit the ground. Quickly Alan turned and went for Samon's top. He got around it and made sure to eye where Samon was, watching him begin to get back onto his feet. As soon as he saw Samon on his feet, a blue light came from behind him and went towards Nico.
Quickly he acted. Alan ran at the top and jumped up. He swung his leg and smacked it right into the green top. The gigantic spinning top went into the air and towards Samon. Alan's feet hit the ground when he heard the shouts of shock and possible fear. He watched as the top, and a bright yellow beam hit both of the people from Building 5. Alan began walking towards Nico, seeing that now the competition of this event was won. Nico was jumping up and down again in excitement.
"WHOO-HOOO! I TOTALLY NAILED THAT SPECIAL MOVE!" Shouted Nico.
The green haired male suddenly swayed and fell back. But Alan jumped forwards and caught him in time. He chuckled lightly at him, seeing him become unconscious.
"That you did, Nico…" Alan said and carefully picked him up. "But stop being so reckless…"
Alan held Nico up in front of him, his legs wrapped around Alan's waist, and his arms were on Alan's shoulders. Alan walked towards the exit and was met with paramedics. He patted Nico's head before handing him over to the medics. Seitarou actually came down and said he would go ahead and watch over Nico. Alan thanked him before going back to their seats. When he got there Hajime gave him a harsh look.
"Why'd you hold back?" Hajime asked.
"Because unlike you, I actually care about Samon." Alan stated and walked to his seat. He sat down with a big sigh. "That felt more tedious than I would've asked for, but we won, so… Yeah…"
"For someone who held back, your strength is something to fear." Jyugo stated bluntly.
"So I've been told…" Alan muttered and sighed. "To be honest I wanted to go full out but that would've been a terrible idea…"
"Yeah, we're glad you didn't." Uno said.
"Now, time for the last event…" Alan muttered and stared at the stadium, watching as the plates came back and sealed up the open areas. "This is going to be the big one. But I wonder who's gonna do it…"
"Why, what's next?" Rock asked.
"You'll see…" Alan replied before he began to rotate his neck. "God, my back feels weird. How the hell can Nico have that much strength? Geez… I'm not even all that light either…"
"Guess you can say he's a special case." Jyugo said. "By the why, what was with all that shouting you and Samon had earlier. We were positive you were going to kill him or Nico."
"I wanted Samon to fight me." Alan explained. "But, Samon wanted nothing to do with me, really. So I gave him a reason to want and fight me. By riling him up, he fell for my plan and started the fighting with me. I wanted to fight Samon again because I haven't fought with him for two years. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't have fun..."
"Right, because there's nothing funner than trash talking your old prisoner guard to beat him to death." Uno said sarcastically.
"Exactly~" Alan replied in a joking manner. "Give him a gold star."
Alan clapped his hands and watched Uno roll his eyes. Jyugo snickered in between them at the exchange. Alan smiled lightly before gazing out at the arena. 'Let the last of the games begin, I guess…'
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