Warning: These Chapters will or may contain depictions of violence, strong language and other mature content that may not be suitable for some readers.
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"Your a Gem, right? Let's gamble," said a unknown person. He wore dark clothing and a black ski mask that hid his identity.
The person wore a black jacket and black inner shirt that had a light tune to it. The pants that person wore was a rip-jeans that was grey in colour.
Kuwobasa, the person that the hidden individual was inquiring to, then answered, "Why should I?"
His voice held great significants to his personality and demeanor. An air of supreme authority was flowing and surrounding Akira's body; it engulfed the unknown figure in it's endless pit.
"Wow.." the unknown guy, indicated by his voice, said with awe and astonishment in his voice. "Your cute."
"Huh?"
The man then took a seat next to Kuwobasa after complimenting his looks.
"Ok, I'll take that as a yes," he said while taking a seat in haste. "Let's begin the game."
After he had taken a seat he then took two (2) packs of cards out of his pockets. The card were held in it's original package and wrapping.
He took the first pack of cards out of his top packet and the other from his left.
"Let's play cards," said the man with excitement in his voice and demeanor indicated by his heart pumping franticly and his hands trembling.
Could that be a sigh of inexperience?
"Oh, carp!" The man cursed in realization. "I didn't introduce myself. Well, not properly."
He then revealed his name in urgency, "My name is Aba. I'm twenty-three years old (23 yrs old)."
"Mhm?!" Zach mumbled in inquiry and awe.
"Aba?" Kuwobasa inquired with little concern.
"What??" The youth inquired. "I wasn't my parents favorite child when it came into giving names or anything of that matter. I was more of their least favorite; like a devil to them."
Maki then whispered something to herself, "*Whispers* And I see where that led you.." She tried to her voice as muted as possible, while she spoke to herself.
Hearing a small glimpse of what she said, Aba inquired, "I beg your pardon?"
"Ah.. nothing!" Mak exclaimed while dragging out her words.
"(That's strange..)" Kuwobasa said in his mind with a hint of suspicion. "(I thought that Maki wasn't afraid of anyone and always bold, but she quickly retreated when Ab-a had an inquiry for her.)"
"Alright, let's not waste any more time," said Aba, drifting his head away from Maki in suspicion. "Let's, begin!" The youth unknown man said with excitement in his voice and his eyes seen through the mask. He also has a wide smile on his face.
He turned shuffled the cards in his hands and distributed the cards
equally to the others, while holding back a few cards that could not be shared equally by putting them in his left pocket.
"Who wants to go first?"
"..."
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*Bam!*
"Ugh!" Aba scoffed in annoyance. He had slammed his head in the table. As a result, a mini shockwave flung up the cards surrounding his head, but only a short distance.
What was he frustrated about?
Losing!
"Okay!" Aba shouted with a enlightened tone and expression beneath his mask. "Another round!"
"Really?" Kuwait inquired with a dull expression and demeanor. "(I thought he would be skilled at pocket since his the one that wanted to play, but I guess my observation in the past was far from the wrong.)"
"(He completely doesn't know how the hell to play the game!)" Kuwobasa said while giggling in his mind.
*Glance*
He then glanced at something on top of the table he was seated next. It was money. About five hundred and twenty-five dollars (525 USD) was layed down in the table.
*Press*
He then reached out for the money and pressed his palm on top of the money. He dragged it towards himself with a nonchalantly state of mind. Akira picked up the money and placed it in his coat pocket/top pocket.
All that money was conjured up by Kuwobasa's companies and the duelist: Maki, Sean, Zach and Aba. Akira's money was also apart of the stash.
Because of this, there was a division and a team was created. A one verse four (1vs4): Akira verse (vs) Maki, Zach, Sean and Aba.
It was already a unfair match up in the beginning. With Kuwobasa's intelligence and wits, matched with his companions lack of skill was rigged game at the beginning.
What was suspicious was about Aba. He was the strangest person in behavior within the game. He was the person that started the game and should be the most experience, right?
Whenever Aba would've lost, he broke down in frustrating, and the next few seconds later he would be excited and energetic to play another game.
By his appearance and demeanor, Aba didn't look either experienced or skilled in the field of poker. He didn't act serious about the game even though he was losing money, but that was soon about to change.
"You want to lose more money?" Kuwobasa inquired to Aba. He then began to look around the table that he was seated at with his companions. "And the rest of you?"
Maki and Zach gritted their teeth sharply, while Sean and Aba only stared at their him. Only that Sean didn't feel attracted towards Kuwobasa.
"*Sigh* If I had known how to play the game at the beginning, I would have made millions already. I would've have been a millionaire!" Maki shouted in frustrating. "But now am in the verge of being poor!"
"Sorry dear, but I don't think your boyfriend has a million dollars in his pockets right now," said Aba. "Much less, money is worthless right now, eh."
"What?" Maki replied in confusion and disgust. "Eww, gross. You think I would have incest with my brother after our parents died?!"
"Oh, sorry," said Aba with a noticable of relief in his tone. He then turned his head towards Akira, who was at the side of him.
Kuwobasa then caught Aba glares of lust and gave him a concerned frown.
On impulse, Aba's heart began to beat at a unusual pace.
"Okay," said Aba. "Phew! It's getting quite hot in here don't you guys think?"
"No," Akira said plainly and abruptly. Kuwobasa then said to himself in his mind, "(I believe that his homophobic.)"
"Oh!" Aba exclaimed with a hint of concern and urgency in his voice. He then looked at wrist, which didn't have anything but his shirt sleeve. "Oh, right. I don't have a damn watch!"
He turned his head behind him to look at the large screen.
While Aba, Akira, Sean, Maki and Zach were playing poker, the second match had already commenced from a long time.
On the screen was a gorey scene. Their laid a middle age male with a leaking hole in his chest. Inside was a small creature as small as a water bottle that was swimming in the man organs.
The males face and skin was pale and his entire body was cold and chill like a pack of ice. He seem dead, but he wasn't. He wasn't far from it though; he was on the verge of death. The man was edging towards the dark season of deaths abyss.
The proof gathered that proved that the man was alive was: His eyes were blinking and his shown heart was still beating.
[First Floor.]
Slimy, wet movements gave an sicken and eerie vide, shead and atmosphere. It was muffled though by the endless and constant groans, puffs and huffs.
"Ahh.." the man groaned with a constant unbearable pain and agony sinking in his chest.
He wanted to die, he didn't want to live. He wanted to rest in peace in the abyss of uncertainty.
"Why can't I die already?" He inquired with a lifeless tone.
The pain in his chest was unbearable and agonizing. The movements didn't make it less unbearable.
"Fuck..!" He screamed.
[Bottom Floor.]
After seeing the horrific scene, the bottom floor was flooded with a mix of emotions and looks. Some were disgusted and horrified and some were...
Satisfied?
"Mhm! That was a show," said Aba in satisfaction in his eyes.
"What?!" The four around the table inquired in disgust.
"Let's forget about that," Aba said while turning around. "Last game and I'm out of here."
"Okay," said Akira with neither a complain or agreement.
"Since it's my last game for tonight, I'll place all my money and this game and if you want, you guys can do that too."
The table was left in silence at how far this youth would go for a game of poker. But the silence was later broke by Maki. "I'll bet all my money as well."
"*Sigh!*" The trio: Akira, Zach and Sean let out sighs of disappoint at the same time with equal amounts of disgrace on their faces.
"Alright, lets go!" Aba said with an aura of seriousness engulfing his body and soul, alerting everyone except Maki around the table.
[Five (5) minutes later.]
"What?!" Akira shouted with a surprised face. "How?!"
"Simple, I'm just fortunate," said Aba. He got up from the table and took up the stash of money on the table. About one thousand, five hundred and thirty-two dollars (1532 USD), which is a lot of money.
"Goodbye." Without saying anotyer word Aba marched away.
"(How was that possible. I swore that he didn't know how to play, but all of a sudden he did. Like he was keeping a vast amount of knowledge in his mind until the end.)" Kuwobasa decoded.
"THE THIRD MATCH WILL COMMENCE SHORTLY!!" Said the announcer.
*Step, Step, Step*
Suddenly, a figure appeared at the table that Akira was seated.
Who it was?
Ken?!