A/N: Hello again friends…glad you've put up with my crappy writing again! For some reason…the part that I typed in bold on Word came up in regular print on the site…so reading it can be a little confusing. I apologize and will correct it ASAP. Some thanks are in order:
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Just some quick words…Angry People and Heart of the Hoops should be updated by next Monday night, and I've decided to put my Teen Titans and Street Fighter fics on indefinite hiatus. All my good ideas are stuck in Yugioh Mode right now, I guess. Well...Enjoy Chapter Two!
"So as long as there are men there will be wars." Albert Einstein
Chapter Two: Hell on Angel Island, Part I
As I told you in the last chapter, this Clyde O'Neil character gave me a chance to clear my record. To be honest with you, ifI had known what I would have gone through after I made that choice, jail would not have seemed like a bad idea. After my court hearings, I was put under his custody and taken to a plane waiting outside...
The anxious boy boarded the airplane, his orange jumpsuit still on his body. As they took flight, Alex and Clyde sat side by side.
"Mr. O'Neil...what made you pick me?"
The old man turned slowly, shifting his enourmous body so that he could face Alex.
"I didn't choose you kid...fate chose you."
Alex looked over the man as if he was from another planet. Fate chose him?
He wouldn't tell me where we were headed, but from the length of the flight I could tell that it was a LONG way from New York. Along the way, two other kids joined us. One of them was a black guy named Bo. He was my age, and stood about 6'5'' (which towered easily above my 5'8'' frame). He didn't say much on that flight...well come to think of it, he never said much at all. He was a very soft spoken guy. Unfortunately, there was someone else who spoke way too much! Her name was Catherine (she was a little younger than myself and Bo at 16), but she insisted on being called Kat. She was a brunette who stood about 5'2'', and had these green eyes that always seemed to have some sort of sparkle to them. She spoke too much, yes, but she was a very nice girl. I wondered how she could be capable of doing anything to go to jail in the first place. I found out about that later, but that's for another time...
After a flight that seemed to last forever, Alex, Bo and Kat saw their destination. It was a sight to behold.
"WOW! That's our new home?" Kat yelled out excitedly.
"Whoa...such a beautiful island." Alex stared out of the plane in awe. In his mind, it wasn't beautiful. The word beautiful wouldn't do it justice. The island, while not necsessarily large, had an abundance of features. A lush rainforest, a beautiful waterfall, and beaches on all edges. He saw a small building near the center of the isle that he assumed was the place where they would be living.
"Welcome to Angel Island...home of the Phoenix Foundation. When we land, you will be personally met by the head instructor. You are to do whateverthe instructor says down to the smallest detail.Those who disobey will be sent back to their respective states and sent to prison. Understood?"
Each prisoner nodded their head.
After they landed, they were told to wait on the beach as Clyde stayed in the plane. He pulled out his cell phone and made a quick call.
"They're here...you know what to do."
"Of course...how hard do you want me to push them?"
"As hard as you want...I think these three have some potential."
"We'll see soon enough. Out."
"Well...we were supposed to meet the head trainer here? Where the heck is he?" Kat peered around the beach, searching in vain for their new teacher.
"It could be a woman, you know." Alex said as he looked around as well.
"Whatever...I just want to find this asshole and get this whole thing over with." Alex looked over at her harshly, Kat stuck out her tounge in a mocking fashion.
"Asshole? You don't even know this person."
Alex and Kat looked over at their new partner in a bit of shock. Those were the first words he had spoken since he joined them on the plane.
"All of you...turn around!" The three former delinquents turned around to see their instructor in front of them.
"Listen carefully to me. I don't know what you've done to get here, and quite frankly I don't give a damn. You give me any trouble, any sass, and I'll break a limb. You try to attack me, I'll kill you. You don't do what I tell you to, I'll ship you back to the hellhole you came from. Do you understand?"
Now, that friendly person welcoming us to the Phoneix Foundation was a lovely lady by the name of Rika Tenkyu. She was only about 5'5'', but she had enough strength and martial arts knowledge to put anyone out of commission. Her hair was long, black, and usually in a pony tail. Her eyes, achestnut brown, were usually cold and stern, thus hiding their significant beauty.
"The Phoenix Foundation is about rebirth, transforming society's most corrupt individuals so that they can serve the world they live in. I'm not here to be your friend or your counselor, nor am I here to be your enemy. I'm here to teach you. You may not approve of my methods, but if you survive...you will someday reap the benefits of whatI teach you here. Now...follow me. We have a long day ahead."
Next Time: The training begins...and one of our three jailbirds will come to the brink of death. What will happen then?
Well...that's all for now...I'd appreciate your reviews on this fic very much. And dont worry, the characters of Yu-Gi-Oh are coming, look at the title for goodness' sake!
BigLos...out