I parked my bike in front of the FTs- Flying Tigers training center, passing some boys who were training there.
"Are you the pizza guy?"
I was walking toward the entrance when one of the boys stepped in front of me.
"No, I'm not."
I replied instantly. I was about to pass him, but he placed his hand on my chest and pushed me. I threw a few steps back with that instant move.
"What the heck?"
I clenched my jaws intensely, calming myself. They were going overboard.
"What's the rush? Come here buddy, we should talk."
His tone was mocking and his friends laughed when he looked at them while arousing them. I held myself back and tried to walk away passing them.
"Oh ho... I said to come and talk, not to go."
He said hissing, from his blowing nose like a dragon. His position was hilarious to see. I hid my laugh and turned back to him.
"I'm sorry. But we can talk another time."
Pretending to smile I acted nicely. I did not want to make any scenes on the first day. Not a first day, but the first impression is essential.
"I need to meet the master. Anyway, I'm going to meet you like every day. So, we can talk anytime."
I looked through their expressions. They were taunting. As FTs were in a highest place, It was their tradition to look down on others.
"Buddy... we have the highest society and highest standards. You... you don't match with us. I'm sorry..."
He said it calmly, looking down from my head to toe. Others agreed with him Like they are saints and doing charity things for others. They are the number one Rascals. The whole country knew it.
"Okay... Then, can I go?"
When I asked that the boy, who seemed the leader came in front and others leaned on their motor bicycles. He came placing his hands in his pockets and when he came near to me, He dusted off my jacket.
"I think you did not get that right."
He grabbed my jacket's collar.
"I said go."
He murmured threatening. I looked away.
"What if...."
I looked back into his eyes giggling.
" I did not ?"
His eyebrows narrowed. He punched my face instantly. I backed a step away. My lip was chapped. I touched them and I had a little drop of blood on my finger.
I punched him back, not giving him a chance to think. I grabbed his collar and gave a few punches again. He prevented some and hit me back.
We had got severe injuries on us when their master divided us. I saw his eyes twitch when he saw his master.
"What happened here?"
Master's voice was fierce. I crossed my hands near my chest and looked at him. Others had their hands folded on their back.
"He started this Master."
That punk pointed his finger at me. Others nodded their head agreeing with him.
"I'm not."
I raised my voice for myself. Their master AK looked at me with narrowed eyes.
"And... who are you?"
Those boys pursed their lips to hide their mocking smiles and that boy, who fought with me had a taunting smile on his face.
"Ethan Addams"
I looked into master's eyes and answered. He shook his head.
"Come in"
He turned back.
"But master..."
"I'm done."
That boy tried to convince the master but he was a hard nut to crack. They all went in.
FTs or else Flying Tigers are the second most powerful and fierce martial arts training academy in the country. Besides no one did not know how fierce the Highness Royal college's knights were since they did not perform any games in Gampers Arena.
Indeed they were powerful seeing their movies, how they walk among others keeping their heads up straight. They did not look at others when they walked.
Even Flying Tigers could not match their attitudes and ranks.
AK was the master of Flying Tigers. Abraham Kanon was hilarious to say and listen to. But AK was powerful and fierce. They only came second compared to the Highness Royal college. Other than they were first in everything.
I followed them into the training center and the master arranged a battle between me and that boy within a few seconds.
"You are fighting with the one of best fighters we have."
Master said while looking at that boy and gestured to one of them to give us bokkens. It was Amar who was beside the master.
Amar had a calm attitude every time and he was the best fighter AK had created so far. Everyone was the best, but Amar came first, and I admired him.
We, I, and that boy- Enish, grabbed our bokkens tightly as this was a life-threatening battle.
"Start!"
One boy who was beside the master other than Amar shouted. We started to fight. After a few moves, I was able to point my bokken's tip to Enish's neck.
Master gestured his hand toward me and I won.
"You can start your training from tomorrow onwards."
Master went into the office after saying that. I greeted him. I had a mocking smile on my face when Enish and his fellows looked at me.
I placed the bokken back at the place and existed from the training center.
I went to the Paparazia on the other lane and ordered a latte.
I was sitting at the corner table near the road when a boy came into the cafe. He got special attention since he had the same taste as me. Not everyone like my taste.
He was wearing a black leather jacket which I also had and that black cap. I was surprised to see him with my taste- 'cause that was the first time.
After two weeks I was training with one of my training mates when the master asked me to come to his office. I leaned the bokken onto the wall and went to the office.
I knocked at the door before entering. I entered after the master ordered.
"Master!"
He was doing something and I greeted him.
"I think you know Soul?"
Master said without looking at me.
"Yes, Master."
Soul was a name even a child knew. She was a fighter who had mastered martial arts. I saw her one day when I went to the Arena for a battle with the team.
I realized then, she was the boy that I had seen other days who had the same taste as me.
"Delay her."
Master commanded me and looked at me.
"I'm sorry master but what did you say again?"
I was confused and asked him.
"Delay her as much as possible or down her if you can."
I was even more confused when master said that. Soul was a fighter even Amar could not beat. She had beat Amar!
But I took the risk anyway since the master ordered it.
I waited in the AR alley waiting for Soul, for about one hour. I knew her route as I met her a few times before.
I lit my litter a few times after I saw her coming this way, finally. She saw me from afar but she did not show any expressions.
I waited until she passed me and the moment she passed me, I grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back, slowly.
She got pissed but I was more scared to get beat to death by her. So I showed up my dagger to scare her a bit.
"Who are you ?"
She was not the type of fighter to do interrogative before beating to death.
"Keep yourself down, baby. We gonna win the trophy today."
I said that phrase somehow.
"Got you, AK."
I heard her murmuring in an inaudible, low voice. But I heard it. I got caught.
she grabbed my hand, which I had the dagger and twisted within a second. I was confused and surprised. But I tried to attack her again.
She kicked me. I went back, hit the wall and I grabbed my chest. It was painful. She grabbed the dagger when I hit the wall and pointed it at me.
"Impressive.... mmm."
I had a slight smile but I did not know why. she frowned and I grabbed her wrist which she had the dagger and pulled her towards me.
Her eyes widen. She placed his other hand on my chest and I felt something I did not know. The tip of the dagger was near my chin.
I moved my eyes with her, looking through her as my heart said. she pushed me suddenly and gave me a few punches and kicks.
I was laying on the ground and garbage bags were all over the ground. I pressed my shoulder as it hit on the ground. She half sat on her knees and bent toward me.
"Don't dare to cross my path again."
Her eyes were filled with a hatred I even never seen in my master. She picked up her cap and put it on, hiding her short black hair.
She gave me a fierce stare again and went passing me to the Arena.
I got up slowly and my whole body was filled with pain.
I went to the Arena on a tortoise walk. When I entered the Arena soul was chatting with her team. She looked away instantly as she hate me to the death when she saw me.
I went to the master and noticed him what happened. Enish and his fellows laughed at me.
I went to the infirmary and soul had won when I got back there, the fight she had with Amar. She had gotten the trophy again.