Another Chapter
P.O.V.
"Talking outloud"
'Thinking'
Albert le Killer's P.O.V
I stood outside Amity Parks stadium waiting for the Phantom Reaper when Liam Death saw me and walked up.
"Hello Albert, come to see the Reapers return I see so-"I interrupted him.
"Sorry Liam but I'm here to manage my new fighter! Not see the Reaper." I kept it a secret that I knew his Reaper was a fake. He's seemed intrigued.
"New fighter, where is he? I would like to meet him!" He seemed really excited.
"Hello Albert." Came a deep, echoey, monotone voice. I turned around and gaped, there stood someone about 16 in a white hoody, white gloves, white jeans, white combat boots and neon green tinted glasses glinting in the blackness of his hood.
"Oh hello Phantom Reaper! This is Liam Death the boss of the tournament." Phantom Reaper looked at him and nodded his head towards him.
"Phantom Reaper? Nice name, did you know the Reaper is here tonight?" Liam asked.
"I know he is here, I'm an old sparring partner of his." Liam's face turned to horror. Before he could say anything else, Phantom Reaper dragged me to the registration booth.
Liam Death's P.O.V
'Damn it! This is not part of the plan!' I walked back towards the room with the fake Reaper and the two Fenton's. 'I was trying to attract the Reaper not a sparring partner of his!' I opened the door to the room.
"We may have a problem Mr and Mrs Fenton. It seems we have attracted an old friend of the Reapers!" They looked at me with a questioning look.
"So? We can now use him to attract the real Reaper!" They looked at each other with a smile.
"We get to send two brats to prison instead of just one." They seemed excited by the Idea.
"We're going to sit in the stands to watch the 1st round bye!" They zoomed off to the stands.
Sam's P.O.V.
"I can't believe the Reaper is going to show up Tuck, did you bring the camera?" I asked Tucker.
"of course Sam, hay is that MR and Mrs Fenton?" He asked pointing behind me to the empty seats next to us. I turned and saw Mr and Mrs Fenton heading to the seats next to us.
"Hello Sam, hello Tucker!" Mrs Fenton greeted us. Just as we were about to ask why they were here a big voice boomed through the stadium.
"Welcome all to the tournament, today we have the 1st round and the knockout round, let me introduce you to our first combatants, on the left we have our previous champion before the Reaper, Billy Knuckles!" a big muscled man entered wearing an open leather jacket and biker jeans and boots as well as fingerless gloves.
"And on the right we have an old friend of the Reaper himself, everyone let's greet the Phantom Reaper!" The crowd started mumbling as a teen about 15 years old entered wearing the same clothes as the Reaper but white as well as neon green tinted glasses. The Fenton's looked surprised at his appearance.
"Such a young boy, can he actually fight that barbarian of a man?" Mrs Fenton sounded concerned.
"Ready, set, FIGHT!" The fight began.
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