The only thing Isaiah placed inside his body was a tall glass of ice-cold water. Cross's enormous appetite turned him off even though he didn't really favor pizza that much. He was a very picky eater. Want to have lunch again sometime?" Isaiah started scratching his head. " Uh, I don't think so... Cross raised his eyebrow. " What?" Did I do something wrong?" No offense but I feel downright uncomfortable with you." You give off bad energy. Something bad might happen if we continue to spend time with each other. " We are not friends. I don't like you and I know for sure you don't like me." So let's just drop the nice guy act ok?" Just be truthful with me." Cross wiped the smile off his face and placed his normal serious expressions. Cross stuck his hand into his pocket. He pulled out a cigarette and flicked it into Isaiah's face, headbutting Isaiah in the head. Isaiah stumbled to his knees. " I am glad you know I don't like you kid!" I fucking hate you!" Isaiah wiped the blood from his forehead and clenched his left hand into a fist. His knuckles were cracked and his veins began bulging out of his fist.
It was about time he stood up to Cross. Isaiah stood on his feet and punched Cross in his face so hard both of his jaws were broken. Cross crashed into a pile of garbage, filling the area with a stinking aroma. Isaiah stared at his hand and smiled. Orion's lessons were paying off. Cross stood on his feet and miraculously healed his shattered jaws. Cross had to admit that Isaisah's punch was painful. So want to go punk?" said Cross. Isaiah decided to test his new strength even though he had only been with Orion for 2 days. He still had a lot of training to do to become a great fighter. Isaiah decided to lung towards Cross. Cross easily dodged all of Isaiah's attacks without moving a muscle. Isaiah grew tired fast. He needed more endurance. As Isaiah stops throwing wild punches to catch his breath, Cross uppercut him, causing him to lift at least 20 feet into the air. The uppercut caused a violent shock through Isaiah's body. It would very hard for him to recover. Cross walked towards Isaiah and stared him down. Yield." I don't have time to fight a punk like you." I have better things to do than entertain you." Cross was about to deliver a final blow until he hesitated. He didn't want to waste a good punch. Cross walked away from the broken Isaiah and sucked his teeth. Isaiah could hear Cross muttering obscenities. Cross left him alone.
Isaiah was pissed. He started punching the ground. As he continued to punch the ground, smoke started surrounding the area. Isaiah thought it was strange. When he was about to leave, he heard footsteps approaching. " Hello, Isaiah. Isaiah quickly turned around and saw The Chameleon, who was in his favorite mold. The Chameleon had a huge smile on his face.