Collecting the briefcase forms him, Stefan gave a slight bow and walked away, "what should I be expecting inside this case" Stefan thought with a smirk. Looking at the top of the briefcase it had a broad logo 'TSC'.
He strolled to the side were the student that were giving their prices stood. Raymond also walked up to the Principal and was also handed his briefcase with a salute.
That was how the briefcase were given to the selected few of the contest,with salute and handshakes. "ALRIGHT EVERYONE, FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT WEREN'T CALLED FORWARD TODAY, YOU SHOULD BEAR IN MIND THAT THIS ISN'T THE END OF THE WORLD. THIS IS A SIGNAL FOR YOU TO BUCKLE UP IN YOUR TRAINING". He said and observed the student who all had fallen faces.
"AS FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT WEREN'T ABLE TO TAKE DOWN YOUR DROID YOU WOULD BE GIVEN THE TEST ONCE AGAIN" He added with an apologetic voice. And he also said other encouraging words to boost the morale and vibe in the student so they can take their training and lectures even more seriously.
After the event of the day, everyone of the spectators left the arena with joy and amusement in their eyes for they just witnessed the strength and skills of the people that will be leaders tomorrow.
But the one match that didn't leave their minds was the match of 'Stefan Orton'. Every one talked about him, while some even use their system and phones in videoing the event so that it will be a motivation for most.
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In one of the control rooms that deals with the Droid used for the event of today, a man was there presently, clad with a white and black suit having a golden shoe. He had a mischievous smile on his face while thinking to him self. "Orton where have I head that name from, cause that names seems some how familiar to my ears but I can't picture the face that onced beared that name.
Stretching his hand to the side his Secretary passed him his phone and he made an urgent call, and on the fourth ring the call connected.
"Good day sir" Said a shaky male voice from the other end.
"I need a tab on the name bearers of Orton, no matter what it takes. When ever I send my boys for it 'make sure it's ready"' He added the last part with a threatening tone in his voice, even without seeing the guy you could tell he was seriously frightened.
"By the time I get to know the origin of this Orton family maybe I will be able to buy him to my faction, that kid is going to be a vicious Agent in my team" He thought while nodding his head even more.
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Back at the stage every one had already began leaving to get their stuffs and head home,including the staffs in the building. The student were all hurrying home so they could resume their practice. Especially the ones that did good. Were in a hurry to tell their dojo master about their victory.
Arriving at my locker room everyone was talking about the event especially about me. "If this is how being popular is, then I am doomed" So Stefan thought, because he was getting alot of stares from girls more than usual, including some young female staffs.
"Hey man won't you check what you got from the event?" Raymond asked while drying his hair.
"I will check it with Marcel so we can both be excited at the same time" Stefan replied.
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At somewhere else in LAKE VIEW city there was a young boy with about 6 feet of height, he had a thick brown colored hair with amber eyes.He was apparently waiting for his name to be called into the arena. He was clad with a pure red gear protecting only his chest and forearm, nothing else.
He was alone at one side of the hall, doing some air boxing, so that his bones and joints would be free during the match. There were a lot of eyes on him, especially that of the staffs cause he was one of the best kids his school has ever seen. Today they will also be having their test, the same as Stefans.
"THE NEXT PARTICIPANT IS MARCEL ORTON" said the AI voice announcing the match. He stop what he was doing the moment he heard his name and went straight to the door leading to the arena.
Getting on the field all eyes and cameras were on him waiting to see him in action.
"I just received news that his cousin had a grand victory at his school some minutes ago" Said one of the supervisor in the control room.
"If his cousin had a grand victory then let's expect something good from him" The school Principal said.
"It seems like no matter what we must force this family into joining the Military, they will really make a fantastic team" He added in his mind with his gaze not leaving the arena.
The Droid was brought on the arena and so was the kid with an emotionless face, his demeanor was so cold that he could get you scared with just a glance. "LET THE MATCH BEGIN".
As the match began the kids eyes turn white and he turned into a lightning bolt him self and dashed at the Droid, sending in it skidding away.
He turned back into his normal self and began releasing lots of lightning attacks on the Droid, sending it back even more until it got to the bulwark of the arena where there was no escape.
The Droid grew tiered of the attacks and dashed at him this time with a fist caoted with energy. He timed the attack and parried the attack while using his forearm, and using his leg he gave it a roundhouse kick to the face sending it back, with about few feets.