I see she's not there and I immediately go to the doctor to ask where she went. " oh she was picked up and taken home." W-what, she left without telling me," I run straight out the school not caring about my last fight. Not caring if I got disqualified. I sprint all the way to Ruby's house. I knock on the door and her mother answers. " oh Andrew, how nice of you to visit." "Where's Ruby ms. Williams," "oh she's in her room. She isn't really to happy with what happened with the entrance exam." "Thank you" I say as I go upstairs to her room. I knock on the door and say " I'm coming in, are you okay Ruby. You really had me worried earlier." " I'm sorry, I wasn't strong enough to get in," "there's always next year." "No there's not." Ruby says. "What do you mean you can still try out next year too. I'll even sit out a year to wait for you." "Don't you get it idiot I'm giving up." "Wha- what do you mean giving up. You mean all the training, wishing, and your dreams mean nothing." " wishing and dreams get you nowhere in life Andrew. My power isn't even that strong. It's best for me to be on the sidelines cheering instead of in the ring." I'm standing there my whole world just crushed. The whole reason I did any of this was because of her. I get up from where I'm sitting and I walk out. She calls my name but I don't answer. I just keep walking and walking all the way back to the school.
I walk into the gym. When my name is called, "what I didn't miss my last fight. " I think this is a good chance to get my mind off of things when rage starts boiling up inside me as I see the 7 foot muscular man, who crushed my friends dreams on the other side of the ring. I shuffle up to the platform and take my stance. He has a wild grin on his face as he realizes who I am. " Oh your the runt, who's friend I demolished aren't you. I heard she can't compete anymore sucks to be her. She won't be able to fight for months because of how weak she was, I barely used my strength." I hear the count of 3.... 2.... 1..... I blast forward boosting myself by putting air around my feet and moving it rapidly. He side steps me and I'm wondering how does this big guy move so fast. He throws a punch to me but it's really slow. How the hell did he move so fast earlier then. I meet his punch in the middle with my own strike, and my hand feels like it's about to fall of. This was some of the most excruciating pain I'd ever experienced. " Your probably wondering how I'm so fast, that's because of my power. It's a power where I can control the weight of my body, and if I get really serious the things around me too,"
'what the hell kind of power is that it's like he's made to be strong especially with his body. I need to do something drastic'. I jab him in the face throwing a kick to his stomach knocking some of the air out of him. As he tries to breath I move the air away from him. He starts coughing loudly and scratching his hands towards me. 'I can't hold this for much longer I need to end this'. I try to hit him in the face and a loud thwack sound can be heard throughout the stadium. 'H-he caught my punch'. "Checkmate you crazy bastard, looks like I win." He says as he lifts me up and slams me onto the ground before everything goes black.