Sorry guys, these are probably really short chapters but oh well. Well I guess there is nothing else left to say but enjoy.
P.s. : Please read the note at the bottom as it is mega mega mega important with a capital 'I'
Chapter 15 – Die Hard Part 1
Finally, Friday arrived. The day of the duel. I waited patiently, looking attentively at the clock now and then. Finally afternoon took over. I smiled.
As I reached the location of the fight, I noticed most of the school were there waiting for me. They formed a ring shape, with Manfred in the centre. Amongst the faces of the strangers were my friends. Olivia's face was shocked. I guess she now understood why I skipped classes this week. Andrew's was nervous. Now and then he fidgeted and his hand would reach out but fall back to his side again.
I entered the ring. Everybody was looking nervous. Even Manfred. That was odd. I expected a cocky grin from him.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Manfred asked, his voice standing out from the crowds constant cheering.
"Positive."
I looked back at Olivia and Andrew. Olivia's eyes were fixed on me, whilst Andrew stared straight at Manfred with an angry look.
"Don't do this, Sum, you'll get yourself killed!" Olivia cried.
I gave her a sad look and mouthed her 'sorry'.
I had to do this, besides, I wouldn't get killed…would I?
"Let's just get this over and done with." I said to Manfred as he nodded reluctantly.
We started off by circling each other whilst the crowd of Bloor pupils cheered and jumped about.
I threw the first fireball, which Manfred neatly dodged. It didn't look like he was planning on throwing one back.
He waited.
I waited.
I threw another few fireballs, all of which Manfred effectively dodged again. Finally he decided to fight back, throwing a small orange ball of fire without much force. I easily avoided it.
The crowd were shouting things like 'Your rubbish mate' and 'You're just a worthless piece of shit!' and other nasty comments. Manfred was getting angry now. I almost felt kind of sorry for him.
At that moment, things started to heat up. Literally.
"What's the matter, Manfred" I gave him a big proud smile, irritating him a lot.
"Are you afraid?" I taunted, "deep down, you know your just a worthless piece of shit who doesn't even know the meaning of nice."
I flung a few more fireballs at him, all of them missed. Fireball after fireball. All of them extinguished. Finally, I decided to use a trick I had been saving. A Fire Dragon. I closed my eyes, blocking out all the cheers and concentrated on what I wanted. I thrust my arms out in front of me, and sure enough a big orange dragon flew from my palms towards Manfred. I heard gasps of shock from the crowd and smiled proudly.
Then everything happened so fast. Before I knew it, the fire dragon was hurtling back straight towards me. The crowd were dead silent and frozen, even Manfred, who wore a horrified expression. The fire knocked me off my feet, flinging me halfway across the field with much force and speed. I landed on my arm and hit my head.
A burst of pain took over my body, as I cried out.
My vision was going cloudy and I became less aware of my surroundings.
In a flash, the crowd's cheers swiftly switched to panicked and distraught screams.
I could hear the thuds of people's footsteps.
The darkness was coming.
I couldn't stop it. Nobody could.
I was enveloped in the black mist. It consumed my legs first, working it way up my body, reaching my head last.
I felt a big, strong pair of arms lift me up and a few people were shouting my name.
The mist covered my eyes and I lost control.
I let the darkness consume me.
PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING AS IT IS VERY VERY VERY IMPORTANT.
As you may be aware, The X Factor is on. (duh) I don't know if I've mentioned this before but I LOVE MATT CARDLE!
So please pretty please vote for him lots of times to make him get through and win.
And if you don't I will fall into deeeep depression and most probably go on strike. Sorry but that's the way it has to be.
So remember: TEAM MATT! 3