Warning: This chapter will contain strong language and depictions of sexual harassment which may not be suitable for some readers.
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[Bottom Floor.]
"FUCK!! HE ACTUALLY WON?!!" A male shouted on the top of his lungs.
"And in a disgusting way too!" A woman said scornfully.
The audience roared in awe and disgust.
On screen was bloody sight, to the point they could probably smell it.
An announcement was then made, drafting their ears else were. "CHALLENGER, KEN LINCOLN, HAS WON HIS FIRST MATCH!"
"Don't you think we saw that?" A man asked.
The challenger then made his way down. Even though he was behind the elevator's boundaries from the outside, Ken could still feel a tense atmosphere from outside. It didn't bother too much though.
When the elevator hit the bottom floor, Ken swiftly exited, waisting no time.
As he stepped outside, he could hear his single footstep echo. That was because everyone was silent.
Ken didn't take other step yet. He obverse the room first before placing his left foot forth.
As he had expected, it was only he who was experiencing this tension. It was because that tension was pointed towards him.
As his eyes traverse the room, he spotted all the faces and realized that all their eyes were on him. They were also silent as if waiting for him to make a move first.
Ken's face - what was dull of all expression - then cracked up from its fixed tone. A grin appeared on his face that he was desperately trying to hold back. Small chuckles and giggles began to slip out of his lip's. Did he find their stares funny?
The reason was that his addiction was right infront of him. He loved to be self-centered, because that boosted his ego. And he loved his ego.
"(Hehe!)" Ken chuckled inwardly. "(I know what these people are looking at me for. Some of them are looking at me with admiration.. and others with fear. Because they know that I'm above them.)"
"(I feel like a 1st Rate Knight in a room filled with commoners.)" Ken said with him inflating his own ego at this point. "(But why should I impress commoners, when I can impress nobels?)"
Ken turned his vision towards the seated members of the Pong Fang crew. As he did, he laughed inwardly. "(Hahaha!!)"
Ken took another step, which once again echoed through out the room. Every single step he took was exaggerated, making Ken's ego fill up even more.
"(Ha! They're 20 Gems that exist, but their only 6 here. Busy bunch, I guess.)" Ken said in his mind. "(That means that their should be 5 people trying to win different from us. But their more than 5 challengers. Their 20. It almost makes me think that the rest is here in secret.)"
On his 34th step, the crowd began to chat.
"Look at him."
"(Yes..)"
"That bastard!"
"(Woah?)"
"He almost moves majestic."
"(Hehe!)"
"Majestic my ass!"
"(Did he just put me in the same place as his anus?)"
The room occupied different people with different minds. Some held positive remarks that inflated Ken's ego even more, and others same negative things that made Ken's face do a 180, form enlightened to pissed.
"(Stupid pricks! Don't they know I can just kill them if I wanted to? And who would be their to stop me?)" Ken inquired.
The negative comments were the victor. Ken was definitely pissed off.
He stormed out, passing Akira's table and began to walk down a fleet of stairs that went even deeper in the building.
"He passed us?" Zach asked. "Must be upset by all those comments. I know I would."
"Or maybe he just wanted to wash all that stink blood off him. Yuck!" Maki commented.
Akira kept his thoughts to himself though."(If they rigged the creature, they'll probably even try to attack Ken while I'm not looking."
"Sigh~" Akira then let out a slow sigh.
[Dorm Bathroom.]
Ken entered a bathroom with a mechanical door that slid up by itself. He walked in and took of his shirt and rested it on his shoulder. After he did so, he walked over to one of the many showers and turned on the pipe.
A foggy mist then slowly development and partly engulfed the shower. Ken then proceeded to remove the rest of his clothing from his body and entered the shower. He hinged his clothes on top of right wall that blocked the other showers separately.
Ken then commenced to bath.
Some time later, another individual entered the bathroom with the mechanical door opening by itself.
This was a males rest room, and because of tech used for security, only men could enter.
The male sniffed the air in bathroom delightfully and the licked his lips.
"He must be here," said the male.
The male was a youth. It was Peter. He was wearing the same dark clothing from before.
Ken then turned off the shower, indicated by the halt of the dripping of water. He stepped out of the shower with a towel over her waist and another one drying his hair.
He opened his eyes to see a individual standing infront of him from a far.
He asked politely, "Who are you?"
"No one you should be worried about," said the Peter. "I'm just here to wash my face.'
Peter then quickly glanced then glanced to the mirror.
"I gotta say though, you have some big balls," said Peter with a noticable blush.
"Thank you," said Ken with his ego. A second later he then realized the gravity of those words. "Wait what!? Are you ga-?!"
Before Ken could finish, Peter came dashing towards him. He jumped into the air and performed a tornado kick, by spinning mid-air and delivering a kick.
The attack landed on Ken's arm which was used to block the attack that was might to hit him in the jaw.
"You bastard!" Ken shouted enraged. "My balls are wrapped up!"
Ken then delivered a mighty kick to the guys stomach, sending him skidding back.
Incredibly, Peter manage to balance while sliding backwards and not fall.
"Ah, it just a guess," said Peter mockingly while raising his hands.
"Only women look at my balls! And only have one woman in mine," said Ken, still in an enrage tone.
"Oh, you're into woman. I see," said Peter with a disappointed in his voice. "Sorry for assuming."
"But..." Peter continued.
He charged forward. He hunched his back, lowering his body almost to the floor. Peter reached out his hands, ready to grab Ken.
"I don't really care!" Peter shouted by charging straight towards Ken.
"Dude," said Ken.
As Peter was about to grab Ken and tackle him to the floor, Ken rised his foot into the air and stomped it on to the attackers shoulder. Peter went face first to the wet floor.
"Are you a rapist?!" Ken asked with a mighty kick thrown at Peters face.
Peter went roll back with that kick. He quick gathered his strength and flipped himself back on his feet.
"And a gay rapist at that," said Ken.
"How'd yah know I was gay, and a rapist at that?" Peter asked with a menacing voice and aura while licking his finger.
"I love gay people," said Ken with closed eyes and broad smile on his face.
"Huh?" Peter inquired in confusion.
"What I meant to say was, I love people how are different and weird in general." Ken continued. "Because I don't feel anything when I'm have this intrusive thoughts to kill them. You're just so FUCKING WEIRD!"
Ken dashed forward at Peter. His towel blew off while doing so.
He balled up his fist as charged.
Peter only stood while Ken approached. Suddenly his body flinched to the left. He started to run away, but in slow motion.
The speed that Ken was going was superhuman-like. Peter was utmost surprised to see Ken move this face.
When Peter had turned his face to left only slightly, Ken's punch was inching its way towards his face. Closers and closer.
Peter's eye followed the punch all the way until it collided with his face.
Peter went flying into the mirror on the bathroom wall and shattered it with the speed he went.
"Cough, Cough!" Peter began to cough out blood from his mouth. But then a weak smile appeared on his wreaked face. "Haha! I guess you beat me."
"Shut up peasant!" Ken exclaimed. "Spear to me as if you're addressing a king, unless you want me to actually kill you." Ken clenched his knuckles as he spoke.
"Ah. You shut up wannabe king," said Peter with a weakened voice. "Just don't mess with my prince."
A menacing aura then suddenly appeared around Peters body as he said, "OR I WILL KILL YOU." He spoke with conviction and absolute seriousness.
Peter then lost consciousness and fell from out the mirror and hit the floor.
"Huh! Stop your yapping dead-ass," said Ken. "I got no time to waist on guys like you. You walk the walk but you don't bark the bark or is the other way around?"
Ken the realized something. "Wait.. FUCKKKK!!!"
His voice echoed through the whole floor. Everyone heard him.
"I forgot that I should brought other clothing. Now I have walking around half naked!" Ken said.
"Ahh!" Ken exclaimed.
He then walked out of the room with a bunch of towels covering his body.
"Wannabe king? I'll be a real king, asshole."