April 25, 2024
A young man with slight curly hair and deep black eyes can be seen exiting the gates of a university. After thanking the guard, he then walked straight to a convenience store three blocks from the Uni. Buying a donut, the young man then found an empty seat among the late night streets of the city. Eating the donut, the young man thought about the test he took. 'Sigh. I hope I have passed at least a little, enough for me to enroll.' Finishing his snack, he got up only to be called out by a young man with the same uniform.
"Hey! Abel, you piece of shit!!!"
Abel slowly turned around to see a face he thought he wouldn't see again.
"Oh. Mracel, i thought you swore to never come near or speak to me again. What's up?"
Abel said in a surprised and friendly tone. Hearing abel, marcel grit his teeth with veins visible on his face.
" You fucker! I'll get my revenge from what you did to me that day. COME OUT EVERYONE!!!"
Suddenly, a dozen people wearing black jackets and face masks, wielding pipes and bats surround abel. Seeing the situation, abel sighed and dropped the bag he was wearing.
Carefully unbuttuning his uniform he thought about what Marcel said.
During the last semester, Abel stumbled upon Marcel and his gang beating the shit out of a senior from a neighboring school in an unfinished apartment at an alley. Seeing the situation, abel being a good citizen tried to break out the beatdown. Though that did stop the neighboring school senior's beatdown, it pissed marcel and his dogs. Marcel and his group then came running at abel expecting him to be beat like a pulp. But that didn't turn out.
Getting out of his thoughts, he looked at marcel and those that were around him.
Abel grined and said to them " Looks like all of you forgot what i did back then."
Hearing abel, some of the goons were trembling trying to compose themselves. Marcel too was trembling, from fear and rage of what abel did to him and his goons that day. He looked at the broken fingers from his right hand and the bandage surrounding his entire right arm. Marcel then looked at abel still grinning at them.
" Let's see if you can still smile like that after we are done with you."
Marcel said and immediately the surrounding goons came running at abel ready to beat the shit out of him.
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Abel POV:
Seeing them carelessly running at me with confidence by bringing pipes and baseball bats almost made me laugh. Tilting my head to the side, i dogged the bat that tried to hit my face and grabbed it, not waiting for the guy to react, i punched his cheek so hard he immediately passed out.
Three other bats then swung at me, but i dogged them every time. ' Right, left, back' turning my body i saw one missed, and did a round house kick to his body. Falling down, i followed it up with a punch to another goon's solar plexus. 'They were all so weak. Having probably never experienced a real fight in their life before.' I thought to myself as i kicked my knee deep into another goon's stomach.
These guys weren't much of a fighter. Unlike me, who realized that I actually enjoyed fighting and decided to learn. When i was 7, I got into a brawl when some of the other kids ganged up on a friend. It was the first time that I fought and boy was it an experience. I remember how i was hit, but i still grined and fought like an animal while some of the kids that ganged up on me were crying.
After that, i came to discover that i was really good at fighting and how fast my mind absorbed what was being taught to me. Watching videos on viewtube, i learned taekwondo, karate and muay thai. I also begged my parents to enroll me at a martial arts school, who gave up at my constant 'nagging' as they called it.
By 15, i was already a master at the martial arts that I chose to learn. I participated in small tournaments and gained some money from my wins which my parents were very happy about. This was also the time that i began to be fascinated about swords , specifically katanas. Maybe it's from all the anime and novels i read, but i came to be invested in learning how to wield and use katanas.
Thinking about katanas, i picked up the pipe from a goon that i already fucked up. Taking on a basic stance, i looked at marcel and the remaining people he brought.
" Do you guys still want to dance?". I said to them gleefully.
" Here i come". I ran at the one closest to me and swung the pipe similar to that of a slash. The guy fell to the floor hard unable to dogge with some blood slowly flowing out of his skull. I merely flicked the pipe to get rid of the blood then continued my assault on them
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In a nearby street, a bit far away from the city one can closely see a dozen people down. Some were beaten up pretty badly that one wouldn't recognize them. Others were so bloodied that small puddles of blood formed away from their bodies.
Standing among the fallen bodies is a boy with dark slight curly hair with deep black eyes. Slowly walking toward the trembling marcel, abel smiled. Seeing the devilish smile of abel, marcel carefully backed away.
" Yo,o,..ou..demon...YOU FUCKING DEMON!!!". Marcel said screaming at abel still having a grin etched in his face.
" Hahahahahaha, I can't with you right now hahahahaha". Abel laughed so hard at marcel that he almost fell. Seeing this, marcel became more scared and without a second thought pulled a pistol from the back of his pants pointing it at abel.
Abel seeing the pistol looked impressed and asked marcel with a taunt.
" Ohhh. You actually brought a gun, do you think you have the guts to do it then." Abel moved closer to the trembling marcel and put his head at the barrel of the gun.
Marcel was shaking furiously now as he looked at abel's head at the end of the barrel.
Gritting his teeth, marcel screamed at the top of his lungs. " DIIIIIIIEEEEE". And without a moment's notice, a loud bang echoed in the empty streets. Looking at the bloody hole at abel's forehead and his still grinning face at death, marcel passed out from the shock.