"That was a lot easier than I expected." Zack told John when he first saw him. He looked at the two Mexican fighters. "They look pretty tough, but their spirit energy can't compare with what I was expecting."
They made their way towards the exit of the arena.
"Well, what more could you expect from M1 and Roto?" John Asked Zack.
John pushed open the door, Zack followed. In front of them was a large Plane; the two teenagers walked onto the plane and sat down in the leather seats.
Changing the subject, Zack said "I still don't get why they made a luxury jet for a rather short flight."
"Yea, I wonder why they decided to put that much money into this here jet. I think we're only going to be using it to go to the arena's, and there only like a half hour away" John replied to Zack's statement."
"Yea, anyway…let's watch some TV." Zack pressed a button on the arm of his chair. A large television flashed a turned on, as the plane was taking off, John listened intently to the following standings. This was no ordinary news channel, this channel's only story was the WRA. The broadcaster went off on some of the top stories.
After a few minutes both boys stopped listening to the broadcaster. John leaned back in his chair; the previous fight had taken a lot out of him. He never tried to grow a plant from a seed using just his energy. The fight also took their toll on Zack; he pulled an energy drink out of the arm of the chair and started to drink it. He couldn't pay attention to the news even if he wanted to. He just wanted to sleep. Not to long ago he was full of energy, the adrenaline rush he received during the battle was astounding. Zack had never focused on anything like he did during that fight.
John and Zack fell into a deep sleep. They woke up five hours later to find that they were still in the plane. "Hey, Zack" John was waking up" How long have we been asleep???
"How would I know, look at the clock." Zack was determined to sleep for another ten minutes. John looked up at the clock then said "Zack, we've been flying for 5 hours!!!!"
As soon as John declared how long they've been flying the plane started to lose altitude.
Zack noticed this, he was starting to wonder where they were. A few moments later the door slid open. The boys jumped off the plane onto the grass.
"Hey Zack, do you recognize this place? Zack looked around for a while, then turned to his friend and said "NO, Why?" John pointed to the flag waving on a building and yelled "Because were in Ireland!!!!!" Zack followed John's finger to the flag and said "Ohh I thought that flag looked weird.
"John stared at him for a second then said "You're an idiot, cummon, lets go!!"
Zack shrugged and the two boys started their journey through the town." Weird, it looks like something out of the twentieth century" Zack said.
The teenagers kept walking until they saw a sign hanging with a picture of a beer glass. They stopped and looked at the sign. Then, a man came flying through the glass pane and landed on the ground.
"A huge man came jumping out of the window after him. He began to scream at the man. John and Zack stared at the two men.
"Hey, what are you two…well if it aint just the two I was expecting."
"Sean, right?" Zack said.
"Never thought we'd run into you again!" Zack told Sean as he walked towards him.
John opened his mouth "Say, Sean, do you know why I and Zack were brought here?"
He turned towards John and said "sure do, turns out the two of our countries have been paired up to fight in some kind of tournament."
"So, where's your teammate?" Said Zack as he looked around.
"He don't like the town, he stayed back at the fort."
"How far is the fort from here?" asked John
Sean answered "not to far, bout 1 mile, any who, that guy, Ryan I think his name was, got here about an hour before you did.
"Ryan's here?" Zack yelled.
"Well yea, you couldn't do much without your trainer now could you? Now let's get going…ah I almost forgot." Sean jumped back through the window he through the man out of. He came out a minute later with a large bottle of whisky.
"Hey, you have to pay for that!" a voice screamed through the window.
Sean turned to the boys, who were looking at him in awe.
"Right, I guess we better get goin" he said as he started to run down the road toward the fort. John and Zack soon followed.
They ran for about a half mile, and then they decided that walking would take to long and raced the rest of the way. They finally got to the base about 3 minutes later.
"Hey! I was wondering when you guys would get here!"
Zack and John turned around to see Ryan standing to the left of them.
"Hey! John yelled running towards him. "Why didn't you tell us that we were coming to Ireland?"
"Aww what does it matter, the point is you're here, and now we've got quite a bit of training to do."
John listened intently as Ryan told them the rules of the tournament. Zack was looking right at the man, but he just couldn't keep focused. He was never a good listener, and the Idea of fighting in a tournament filled his head with to many thoughts.
"Sounds like fun, HAHAHAHA" An extremely deep voice from behind Zack bellowed. The unexpected sound mad Zack literally jump.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya there" he said again. "Me names Rios, I'm Sean's partner."
"Oh…hi" Zack said. This guys practically twice my size, Man, I thought Sean was big.
"Now that were all here, let the training begin. Ryan started to read off a list of training programs. Everyone was realizing that this was not going to be your average routine.
They made their way towards the exit of the arena.
"Well, what more could you expect from M1 and Roto?" John Asked Zack.
John pushed open the door, Zack followed. In front of them was a large Plane; the two teenagers walked onto the plane and sat down in the leather seats.
Changing the subject, Zack said "I still don't get why they made a luxury jet for a rather short flight."
"Yea, I wonder why they decided to put that much money into this here jet. I think we're only going to be using it to go to the arena's, and there only like a half hour away" John replied to Zack's statement."
"Yea, anyway…let's watch some TV." Zack pressed a button on the arm of his chair. A large television flashed a turned on, as the plane was taking off, John listened intently to the following standings. This was no ordinary news channel, this channel's only story was the WRA. The broadcaster went off on some of the top stories.
After a few minutes both boys stopped listening to the broadcaster. John leaned back in his chair; the previous fight had taken a lot out of him. He never tried to grow a plant from a seed using just his energy. The fight also took their toll on Zack; he pulled an energy drink out of the arm of the chair and started to drink it. He couldn't pay attention to the news even if he wanted to. He just wanted to sleep. Not to long ago he was full of energy, the adrenaline rush he received during the battle was astounding. Zack had never focused on anything like he did during that fight.
John and Zack fell into a deep sleep. They woke up five hours later to find that they were still in the plane. "Hey, Zack" John was waking up" How long have we been asleep???
"How would I know, look at the clock." Zack was determined to sleep for another ten minutes. John looked up at the clock then said "Zack, we've been flying for 5 hours!!!!"
As soon as John declared how long they've been flying the plane started to lose altitude.
Zack noticed this, he was starting to wonder where they were. A few moments later the door slid open. The boys jumped off the plane onto the grass.
"Hey Zack, do you recognize this place? Zack looked around for a while, then turned to his friend and said "NO, Why?" John pointed to the flag waving on a building and yelled "Because were in Ireland!!!!!" Zack followed John's finger to the flag and said "Ohh I thought that flag looked weird.
"John stared at him for a second then said "You're an idiot, cummon, lets go!!"
Zack shrugged and the two boys started their journey through the town." Weird, it looks like something out of the twentieth century" Zack said.
The teenagers kept walking until they saw a sign hanging with a picture of a beer glass. They stopped and looked at the sign. Then, a man came flying through the glass pane and landed on the ground.
"A huge man came jumping out of the window after him. He began to scream at the man. John and Zack stared at the two men.
"Hey, what are you two…well if it aint just the two I was expecting."
"Sean, right?" Zack said.
"Never thought we'd run into you again!" Zack told Sean as he walked towards him.
John opened his mouth "Say, Sean, do you know why I and Zack were brought here?"
He turned towards John and said "sure do, turns out the two of our countries have been paired up to fight in some kind of tournament."
"So, where's your teammate?" Said Zack as he looked around.
"He don't like the town, he stayed back at the fort."
"How far is the fort from here?" asked John
Sean answered "not to far, bout 1 mile, any who, that guy, Ryan I think his name was, got here about an hour before you did.
"Ryan's here?" Zack yelled.
"Well yea, you couldn't do much without your trainer now could you? Now let's get going…ah I almost forgot." Sean jumped back through the window he through the man out of. He came out a minute later with a large bottle of whisky.
"Hey, you have to pay for that!" a voice screamed through the window.
Sean turned to the boys, who were looking at him in awe.
"Right, I guess we better get goin" he said as he started to run down the road toward the fort. John and Zack soon followed.
They ran for about a half mile, and then they decided that walking would take to long and raced the rest of the way. They finally got to the base about 3 minutes later.
"Hey! I was wondering when you guys would get here!"
Zack and John turned around to see Ryan standing to the left of them.
"Hey! John yelled running towards him. "Why didn't you tell us that we were coming to Ireland?"
"Aww what does it matter, the point is you're here, and now we've got quite a bit of training to do."
John listened intently as Ryan told them the rules of the tournament. Zack was looking right at the man, but he just couldn't keep focused. He was never a good listener, and the Idea of fighting in a tournament filled his head with to many thoughts.
"Sounds like fun, HAHAHAHA" An extremely deep voice from behind Zack bellowed. The unexpected sound mad Zack literally jump.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya there" he said again. "Me names Rios, I'm Sean's partner."
"Oh…hi" Zack said. This guys practically twice my size, Man, I thought Sean was big.
"Now that were all here, let the training begin. Ryan started to read off a list of training programs. Everyone was realizing that this was not going to be your average routine.