Rocky Start
The teen competitors reach their first challenge: the giant rock wall. A young man walks up to Isra and greets him. Stylish golden sunglasses rest on the top of his head. He also flaunts his high end climbing gear with branded sponsorships and logos on the sides of his athletic wear, one of them being the company called "Pearent".
Unknown Young Man: Guess they let anyone in here these days.
Isra: (Sighs) Not you…
Unknown Young Man: C'mon bro don't act like that towards your flesh and blood.
Silva: Who's this Isra?
Unknown Young Man: I'm the Golden Prodigy, Jelani Isra. You may have heard of me from the countless awards I've won at such a young age. Is this a friend of yours Roco?
Silva: Never heard of ya. (Jelani frowns). I'm Silva. Wait, did you say that your last name is Isra?
Jelani: (Laughs) Didn't know my kid brother had any friends.
Isra: (Mutters) Of course I do…
Silva: Isra, you didn't tell me ya had an older brother.
Isra: Yeah, I prefer not to bring his name up. He already does enough of that himself.
Jelani: Ah, come on. Lighten up Rocs!
Isra: Leave me alone Jelani-
Suddenly, a few fans make it past security and surround Jelani. They request his autograph and a few selfies with him.
Jelani: Ughh sorry guys the conversation has to end short, you know how it is. (Winks).
Isra: (Rolls his eyes) Come on, Silva. Let's just get into our positions for the tournament.
Silva: Uhhhh, sure.
One of the tournament officials blows his whistle. The fans surrounding Jelani are escorted out of the area. All of the chatter subsides.
Tournament Official #1: (Yells) Competitors line up!
All of the competitors line up and prepare for their first obstacle.
Tournament Official #1: You all will have fifteen minutes to climb this rock wall. Failure to reach the top before the time runs out, results in immediate disqualification. On my signal, I will announce three, two, one, climb. You will start to climb after I say climb. Challengers ready?
A few competitors nod while others verbally confirm that they are ready.
Tournament Official #1: Alright. Three…Two…One…Climb!
One of the other officials starts the timer. Silva, Isra, Jelani, and the other competitors rush to the wall and begin climbing up the rock wall.
Dante: (Yells from the stands) You got this Silva!
Silva and Isra climb next to each other and notice a few competitors subtly push the others off of the wall with their shoulders. An official blows her whistle.
Tournament Official #2: Penalty: Foul Play! Yellow card on competitors number fifteen, eighteen, and thirty two.
Competitor #18: What the hell lady? I barely touched the kid.
Competitor #15: Yeah, are you stupid?
Tournament Official #2: Penalty: Retaliation. Yellow card on competitors number fifteen and eighteen. One more wise crack, and both of you are ejected!
The both of them shut up and continue climbing.
Silva and Isra reach halfway through the wall while a lot of competitors are lagging behind. Silva loses his balance due to climbing too fast and grabs onto an adjacent hold. Unfortunately for him, it is covered in oil and he falls down to the cushioned mat.
Dante: (Mutters) That's not what we wanna see bro. Get up and remember what we learned from those drunken fools.
Silva: Damn it!
Isra: (Looks down at Silva) Get up and try again, Silva!
Silva attempts again. Jelani has nearly reached the top.
Silva: Come on…
A few minutes pass and Jelani is sitting atop the rock wall with the crowd chanting "Golden Prodigy". Time reached: 9:42. Isra reaches the top shortly after. Time reached: 8:43.
Jelani: (Smirks) Always second fiddle, am I right?
Isra: Give me a break, dipshit.
Jelani: Prove me wrong in the other challenges then, Roco.
A few other competitors reach the top, while most of the others are well behind. A few competitors cut Silva off of his path and one of them kicked his feet in Silva's face.
Silva: Get your feet out of my face dude!
Competitor #56: Can't handle it, pussy?
Silva's temperature heats up. He takes a minute to breath and lets the guy advance farther.
Silva: (Takes another deep breath) Nah, it ain't worth it.
Silva's temperature cools down before the officials notice.
Tournament Official #1: Five minute warning!
Silva changes his approach in order to catch up to the other competitors. He begins leaping and skipping a few holds. In rock climbing, they call this the "dyno move". The other competitors are shocked as Silva passes the remainder of them till he reaches the top at exactly 1:20 left on the clock.
Dante: (Claps) Way to go, Silva!
Isra: (Nods) Nicely done.
Silva: Thanks, Isra!
A few more stragglers reach the top until the timer runs out. Competitor #56 unknowingly misses the time.
Competitor #56: I made it right?
Competition Official #4: No, you just missed it.
Competitor #56: (Baffled) What, no way?! This is such bullshit!
Silva: (Smirks) Better luck next year pal!
Competitor #56: Up yours.
He climbs down the ladder of shame located on the side of the rock wall. The officials announce the remaining 30 competitors. They escort them down another ladder located on the back of the rock wall. The competitors are granted a five minute break before they begin the ropes course.