Because of this chapter,I might change the rating of my story. You are warned.
Ding ding ding !
" And the winner of the match is... The Breaaaakeeeeeeer ! "
BREAKER ! BREAKER ! BREAKER !...
The spectators cheered the winner of the match which just ended. They were surrounding the ring,which was an octogonal floor surrounded by dark steel cage which were covered in various bloodstains from the last fights that occured here. Onto the wooden floor,a larger bright bloodstain was sinking in the middle of the ring. It was so large that it covered the quarter of the ring.
At the top of this giant bloodstain... lied a dead body. It was a man who hadn't a top but was wearing a blue jeans with bare feet. He also had a shiny golden belt. He was facedown,lying lifeless on the ground. But the most noticeable feature about him... is especially the fact he hadn't his head anymore... literally. Instead lied a large fountain of blood propulsing red liquid over one of the steel walls.
Next to the headless dead body stood the winner of the match : a large,muscular and giant black man who was staring at the horizon emptily. He was breathing loudly and hardly thanks to his violent match. He was especially holding the head of his opponent in his left hand. He was wearing a red top covered entirely in his opponent's blood with a black pant and brown shoes. He also had a shaved head. While the crowd kept crying his name,the giant man closed his eyes as he reminisced a female voice.
" Alex ! Alex ! Alex !... "
Suddenly,the man woke up brutally,finding himself into a regular bedroom,lying onto his dirty bed. He found out he was sweating,thanks to his nightmares due to his fight from two months ago. He closed his eyes for a moment,sat at the top of the bed and stopped moving,to think about his life. All he wanted to do now was to wake up and eat breakfast now. He wasn't very good at hygiene. That's why he was currently smelling fish,shit... and blood.
But when he smelt the smell of blood,bad memories appeared before him like into a fast train. He began to panick and so he ran to the bathroom and quickly washed his face. He washed himself so intensively that he nearly broke the sink. In consequence,he felt like an idiot but at least the blood smell was gone... for now. So he decided to directly head downstairs to get something to eat.
He found an old woman,who was cute with her black skin and her short black hairs,eating some toasts to the table,with strawberry jam. There also had a lot of breads,brioches,butter,milk,corn flakes and cheese. The giant walked to the woman and gently kissed her to the cheek,controlling his strenght.
" Good morning,Auntie. "
" Alex. Good morning. How are you feeling ? " She asked happily.
" Fine. " But the way he said it let think of the contrary. " What do you do today ? "
" I think I'll go to visit Marianne. I didn't see her since two months. "
" Good for you. You should see more people,with your age... "
" I may be 58 years old,but I ain't that old ! Hahaha... " The aunt laughed gently.
" Haha... I hate to see that I'm the only one you speak to in one week. "
" You're right. Guess this is it. I will leave at 11 AM. And you... Have you got anything planned ? "
" No. "
" And your... other thing ? " Suddenly the happiness in her face disappeared to make appear worry and sadness.
" Today,there's nothing planned. So I won't be returning there. " Alex began to walk to the door while grabbing one toast.
" Alex... Why don't you leave that ?! "
" I recall I already told you : we need money to keep this place. And this is the only thing I can manage to earn money ! "
" But this place... This place ain't for someone like you ! You're worth more than that ! "
" Worth more than that ?! Auntie,have you looked at me before ?! When we were living in the Bronx. Do you really think I was worth a lot in there,walking to the street,playing the gangsters and looking for troubles ?! "
" At least you didn't spend one day fighting over money. You didn't need that before. "
" That was before... Before we left. You know I love you. And you know I hate to do this. But we need more money. Understood ? "
" There are a lot of honest jobs you could go... "
" Really ?! Grocery,no one would come buy me something ! Houseworking,I can't clean anything without making it worse ! Fast-food,I can barely cook steak ! "
" Above all these,you chose illegal street fighting ?! "
" Yes. And I'm ashamed of that. But that's the only thing that defines me. You can't understand. " But the aunt got up furiously and began to unleash herself.
" I understand that you've got no balls to go find a real job,just like your father did before he got... " Suddenly Alex,standing next to the fridge,unconsciously punched to the door and unwillingly broke it down,making the door fall to the floor while making a huge sound. But the man was too frustrated to notice the fridge.
" DON'T YOU TALK ABOUT HIM ! " He said in the meantime. Then he finally took an eye on the fridge and analyzed the structure. He tried to find how to repair it. Then he figured out he needed some glue to stick back the door. Because of this shenanigan,his aunt panicked and started crying. Alex quickly hugged her - while controlling his force - and consolated her.
" Janet,Janet... I'm so sorry. I lost control of myself. You know I love you. I care about you. But I'm doing what I can to take care of us. And I'm doing it the only way I can... I gotta buy some glue. " He went to put on him a few clothes to head to the supermarket.
" Haven't we some glue already ? " She asked,wiping the tears off her eyes.
" I gave it to Uncle Ben. "
" Ah Uncle Ben ! A respectful man... As well as sexy... "
" Shut up ! " He said jokingly,pretending to be disgusted. " See you later. "
" Alex. " He turned around. " Be careful. Please... "
" Always. I'm the only one left to stay with you. No way I'm leaving. " And with that,he left the house.
A dozen of minutes later...
" That will be $6,please. " Alex kindly gave him the requested money before to grab the glue and put it into his pocket. He said goodbye before to leave. But when he began returning home,he arrived at the entrance of a thin alley. A random man suddenly popped up and accidentally bumped on him.
" Sorry,pal. " Alex apologised.
" No that's my... Wait. " The man recognized Alex. " I know you. You're the guy from the street fighting. "
" I don't see what you're talking about... " Alex wasn't glad to hear his reputation as the Breaker,an unbeatable machine who always managed to finish off his enemies. He was very ashamed of that and especially he didn't want to talk about it in public,in case someone would put the police on his back.
" Nonono. I'm sure of my memory. It is you. The Breaker. "
" Can we talk this out in private ? " Alex knew he couldn't fool him. After all,was there another black man who was 287 lbs and 6'6'' ?! So the stranger agreed and,keeping his hands in his pocket,he walked deeper in the alley. Alex forcefully followed him. Then two other men showed up; one of them carried a giant iron pipe.
" You are the Breaker. The unbeatable monster. The immortal machine... The man who killed El Nightmare with his bare hands. "
" Listen,I wasn't proud of that. The rules were clear : it is a deathmatch. If you wanna your money back after you lost your bet,I can pay you back... "
" I think you did the wrong interpretation now,buddy ! "
" What ?! "
" I ain't doing all this theater for money. I'm doing it because... El Nightmare was my brother. "
" Oh shit... "
" You killed my brother ! " The man became angry. " You ripped his head off and unmasked him. His mask was his only reason to live ! But now you humiliated him... You humiliated us ! I will kill you just like you killed my family ! " All of a sudden,the iron pipe guy hit Alex's leg from behind. Then he took his weapon and used it to strangle the giant. This one got caught up by surprise.
Meanwhile,the second henchman went to punch him to the ribs. Alex tried to hold his own but the punches and the pipe are putting him in a weakening state. So he closed his eyes and took the hits for a moment. Then he went to seek his inner strenght within himself before to launch a war scream and kick his front opponent so far he knocked to the dumpster.
Then he grabbed the iron pipe and lauched the last goon to the nearest wall,leaving an open wound to the forehead and a bloostain on the brick wall. Finally the leader jumped on him but Alex easily grabbed the collar with his offhand,tackled him against the wall and raised the pipe. He stared at him in the eye. Both opponents mutually lauch menacing stares at their opponent,showing their fearlessness,their anger and their determination.
Alex silently warned him to give up but the man spit on his forehead,revealing he ain't dropping. So Alex used the pipe as a knife and went to stab him. Unfortunately,someone wearing a dark suit grabbed the forearm and interrupted the brawl. Then he ordered the thug to leave. This one obeyed... until the man took out a Magnum and shot the outlaw down.
" This ain't your business. " Alex violently responded,not thanking his savior.
" You're my business. " The man answered with a badass,low-pitched,polite accent that would make think of a rich american businessman. " And it would be disadventageous if you died here. "
" Fuck off. I gotta go home. " Alex tried to walk out but the man insistively stepped in front of him.
" No way. Someone's gotta talk to you. " Suddenly,Alex's phone rang. This one,impressed by the man's premonition,quickly answered.
" Are you feeling well,Mr. Richardson ? "
" Theresa ?! Listen,I ain't in the mood for tonight... "
" All I'm asking from you is to come someday to reunite with your partners. "
" Partners ? Are we doing this again ? I repeat : I don't wanna be in anymore ! "
" One live depends on you. "
" Send the others,not me. I'm done with anything related to violence. "
" Oh really ?! How about your usual street fighting ?! "
" How did... "
" Do you really think I would ignore your little childish game you're leading underground ! What would the police do if they found all of you fighting illegally ?! "
" You can't do that. "
" Yes I can. All I need to do is to show some evidences to the police. For example,one interesting photo a fan posted online... of you decapitating... El Nightmare,I think... Hopefully,it is only shown in the dark web. But if I pulled it off the web and sent it to the police... They would immediately arrest you for murder,judge you and imprison you... And your poor aunt would end up in the street. And careful : black people don't go out before twenty years ! "
" DAMN ! Fine ! Whatever you want ! " As he burst out in anger,the mysterious man silently left without being noticed. " Just... I don't wanna kill anymore. "
" If you work with your team,you won't have to. So,whenever you're available,come to our HQ. We'll be waiting. "
" Theresa... One last thing. "
" What is it,Richardson ? "
" You're a fucking racist,you know that ?! "
" I defy you to call me racist in front of my face and I'll shoot you down ASAP. Goodbye sir. Oh and one last thing : I got my eyes on everything. So I know my man shot down one of your... comrades. So you'd better run fast if you don't wanna be busted right now. " She hunged up. Alex,frustrated,rubbed his hairs with his hands. Then,regaining his composure,he quickly fled to return home by running.