~ under the arena~
Luther slowly opens his eyes in surprise as he looks around the room in confusion. He and fifteen other teens were looking at each other in confusion.
"Where am I?"
"Who did this?!"
"Fuck! I almost got her number!"
"Shit! They picked me!"
"What was that power?" Luther asked himself as he touch his chest, to his surprise he was wearing a different set of cloth. Instead of the laid-back attire he like, he was now wearing a black set of amour. The amour had a small crystal directly in the center of the chest, and small plates of steel coving his shoulders and knees.
As Luther looked at the other people near him he realized they had a different set of armor, some even had a weapon or two, with only confused him even more.
"All eye forward!" Yelled Joseph Farland, who randomly appeared on a platform in the middle of the room. Joseph quickly scanned the room only to slightly hesitate when his eyes landed on Luther. "That bastard is in this group, great. At least my son would make it past the first stage." Joseph said to himself as he sigh in relief. If he would've known this kid was a huge trouble maker he wouldn't have pulled that stunt early.
"Mr. Farland?"
"Hello?"
"Is he okay?"
The crowd of confused and concerned teenagers looked at Joseph for answers as he shook his head in defeat.
"They know my not good with introductions, why couldn't he send Vex or Megallan." Mumbled Joseph as he reached into his pocket. He pulled out a shiny blue and green pen and began fiddling with it.
"Welcome young ones to the annual Ranking tournament, if you are here right now that means you have been selected to participate. I know you have a lot of questions don't worry your parents will answer them went your return. For now, all we need you to do is pick a weapon if you don't already have one, sit and wait till you are teleported to the arena to battle." As Joseph started to walk off stage he quickly turned around, " I forgot to tell you the rules, rule number one no cheating. If we catch you getting any outside help in any way we will put a stop to your battle and personally punish you. Rule number two, any solicitation will be put plot a stop and both parties will be immediately punished. We don't care if that's your main ability, we don't want to ruin the sanctity of our battleground with your filthy display. And last but not least rule three, no killing. We understand some of you might have grudges against each other, so we are allowing some leeway, all you have to do is start a death match saying that the Farland family takes no responsibility for your death or actions. With that being said you can watch this screen behind me." Said Joseph as he quickly walked off the stage.
"They did sign me up for this tournament?"
"Are you talking about your parents?"
"Yeah, I didn't want to participate."
"Are you scared?" Asked Luther as he walked toward the two dudes having a conversation.
"You must be new here." Said the red hair teen as he pulls on his buddy's arm.
"Yeah, this is my first time, how could you tell." Asked Luther
"If you were here last year you wouldn't be asking that question."
"What happened last year."
The two teens looked around in horror as they pulled Luther to the side.
"You can't ask this! Not where he's here!" Said red hair teen as he pointed to a bulky dude in the distance.
"Listen we don't know you but you don't seem like a bad guy so we'll help you out this one time. That dude over there is Trent, his brother started a bloodbath last year. He almost killed every opponent he fought against."
"He was the reason rule three existed! We didn't even know we could've died under the immoral field but he somehow found a way to kill them."
"Trent? I see, so he's my opponent." Said Luther as he pondered. "Did I make the right choice to irritate that Chaz kid…?"
"Your opponent? Are you Luther?" Asked the red-haired teen.
"Yeah."
"I feel sport for you, my name is Max and the idiot next to you is Dash." Said Max as he reached out for a handshake.
"Good to meet both of you." Respond Luther as he shook Max and Dash's hands.
Max was a teenager no older than 17 with king red hair. He had a bright demeanor and a nose piercing. Dash on the other hand was cold and distant like Luther's old personality turned up to a 100. His ghostly pale skin complexion and black short hair complimented his weird kid look.
"It seems like you already have an enemy." Said Dash as he pointed to Chaz.
Chaz was sitting in a corner staring at Luther's every move.
"Nothing to worry about, he just made about a girl."
"Wait! That was you?" Asked a dumbfounded Max who looked at Luther in surprise.
"And you call me an idiot, anyone could tell that was him. Who else do you know that has purple skin?" Said Dash as he turned his attention to the holographic screen that was broadcasting the arena.
"Good point." Said Max as he did the same.
"Who's fighting first?" Asked Luther
"Some dude name John, he's fighting someone from the family land family." Responded Max
~arena~
"Contestants are now ready! the stage is now set! IT'S TIME FOR TBE ANNUAL RANKING TOURNAMENT TO BEGIN!" Screamed a referee as he pointed to the sky. A group of 5 white-winged horses flew across the stadium as two people were teleported to the stage.
"Levi? I can't believe my first round would be this easy." Said John as he release the aura of a super-force being.
Levi slowly clapped his hand as he released his aura, "You finally broke through, I'm happy for you."
"You're… stage 2!" John was stunned.