Okay, so my story is beginning to come along. My first Untold Story came out to 20 chapters, so I'm shooting for at LEAST 20 chapters here. Sorry, another short chapter, but I had to get something out. The plot thickens a bit here and I'm getting excited hope you are too, tell me what you guys think!

Chapter 17: Sinful Request

King paced back and forth in the lobby. In just a few minutes, his rival Marduk would be having his next fight. The fight was against a newcomer named Vincent DeMarco. Nobody had ever heard of the guy, but King still prayed for him in any case. It was never a good thing when an opponent was smooshed into the earth.

He was waiting for Peter. For some reason, even though he had told Peter that he wouldn't, King's desire to kill Marduk had risen to a new horizon. There was no stopping him now, not even another good pep talk from his step-son. If asked, of course he would just yes Peter to death, but inside he knew what he had to do. Marduk had to die so that Armor King could rest in peace.

As King ponders these thoughts, Peter arrives, coming out of the nearby elevator. Later on would be the fight between Mina and Julia. Peter was excited, but he didn't know exactly why. There was something wrong with him, he swore it, but he just couldn't put his finger down on it. Maybe it would come along soon, who knows?

"Hey King, are you ready to go watch the fight?" Peter asked, nudging his step-father's arm. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be. Besides, I have to know what I'm up against." he replied. The two began to walk outside towards the ring that the fight would be taking place in. King burned with anger and vengeance, while Peter held in his pain. He knew what he would do if Marduk got too close.

In a way, Peter would be responsible for Marduk's death, since he would be the one to give the order. Starcain, Peter's bodyguard watched on from a discreet location. He was wondering what the outcome of Marduk's match would be as well.

There he was. The beast that they call Marduk. He walked around the caged ring, ready to pounce just like a jungle cat. Vincent was nowhere to be seen but then again, Marduk was a little bit early. He was looking forward to this, looking forward to snap his opponent like a twig.

"Don't be nervous King, remember you're not even in the ring." Peter said. King nodded in silent agreement. He was so caught up in the moment, he didn't even know what to say. He felt like the slightest slip up on the part of Marduk would lead to death. He was so angry, the way Peter had been angry two years ago, or did King really know him? Sure, he was his step-son but he was still new to him. He hadn't seen him for two years, the last time being his untimely death.

"Don't be so tense." Peter said as he noticed King was beginning to get warmer. King exhaled, he'd never been so angry in all his life. That's when Vincent walked into the arena. He was an older man, of maybe about fifty. Despite his age, he still maintained a red head full of hair, the style being spikes. He wore a black and blue karate uniform. Of course, he was a black belt, would it be any other way?

Marduk looked at Vincent and laughed. "Old man, you're goin' down!"

Marduk looked through the audience and saw King. His look went from amusement to ultimate displeasure. King returned the icy stare, growling silently. Peter looked back and forth at the two men and decided that he had enough. Standing in front of King, he greeted Marduk with his middle finger. Marduk kicked the cage and roared like a barbarian. Although he did not show it, this scared Peter.

Turning back to King, Peter took hold of his shoulders and said "Try not to let him get to you. He's not worth your time." King barely heard his son's words. He was so intent on seeing how this match would turn out. Back in the ring, Marduk told off the referee and yelled for the match to begin. Vincent never said a word. King thought that the man must have retained a strong code of honor and respect. Too bad Marduk didn't share his same views.

The crowd yelled and cheered for mostly Vincent. After hearing that Armor King was killed by Marduk, people tended not to like the mammoth man. Silence struck the area as the match was about to begin. Both Vincent and Marduk got into their stances, ready for the fight to be unleashed.

"Fight!"

Vincent moved first, coming at Marduk with a flurry of kicks. Marduk didn't even seem to be phased by them as he pushed both legs aside and rammed Vincent in the chest with a punch. Vincent flew back and landed on one knee. Clearly Marduk had more strength than the smaller man. But Vincent had one ally on his side: Speed. The man was quite fast and obviously could stand pain, as he was up on his feet in a second ready to defend himself again.

Marduk laughed as he kicked at him. Vincent caught his foot and attempted to threw him off balance, but Marduk planted himself into the ground like a deadweight. He obviously wasn't going anywhere. That's when his hand traveled across Vincent's face, knocking him to the ground. Vincent let out a cry as Marduk stomped on his backside, preventing him from getting up.

Vincent rolled with the blows and rose to his feet again, proving to be endurable and tolerant of pain. Launching himself into a front flip, Vincent kicked Marduk in the jaw with his right leg. Marduk turned his head and laughed. "Is that all you've got?" he said as he marched towards Vincent. Trying desperately not to get put into a corner, Vincent ran around in circles. Marduk seemed to be enjoying his game. To him it was like a fine hunt.

Gathering up some courage, Vincent ran in to Marduk and kicked him in the ribcage. Marduk groaned for a second, but retaliated with a firm punch to the face. Vincent hit the floor, wondering whether or not to get up after that last hit. He was in pain and he didn't think he could win. Marduk laughed as he hopped on top of Vincent and began to pound his face and chest with punches. Each hit felt like a truck was hitting him, and unfortunately for him, he passed out in a matter of seconds.

Marduk rose to his feet and thrashed about like a wild man. Paramedics rushed in to help Vincent as Marduk admired his handiwork. King roared in anger, causing Peter to become worried that he would have to do something. No matter what, he would protect his friend and father. He couldn't let him down now. Seeing King's angry reaction, Marduk pointed to him in a "you're next" like manner. King, too angry to stick around, turned away and exited the area. His murderous plans were set in stone, and there was nothing anybody could do about it.

Peter was about to go watch the fight between Mina and Julia, but he decided that it was time. Picking up his cell phone, he called an unknown number.

"Starcain, it's me. Now. I want you to do it. I want you to kill Marduk…"