[Warning: This chapter will contain strong language and depictions of violence that may not be suitable for some readers.]
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[Dorm Hallway.]
The Dorm was the place were challengers would rest and prepare for the next match. All challengers are expected from their supports to participate and win three matches. That's if their lucky or strong enough.
"Hey you!" A male called. His voice was directed at a passerby who was dressed up in towels. "What do you think you're doing?"
The individual didn't trying but kept own walking? He answered with both patiently and politely. "Ummm, sorry. I went to the bathroom and forgot to bring myself other clothing, so I was heading back to my room to put some on."
"That's not what I'm concerned about.." said the male roughly. ".. Hmmm. You're Ken Lincoln, aren't you?"
Ken suddenly stopped in his way to his room. He turned around in his ridiculous attire.
Ken asked impolitely and with a hint of anger. "Yeah, and who is it asking?"
"Hmph!" The male scoffed. "My name is Adrian, and I'm here to avenge my friend."
"Friend?" Ken asked. "You mean to freaky guy with purple hair."
"If that's how you describe him, yeah," said Adrian.
"Oh, him," said Ken with a hint of realization. "Haha! Yeah, I fucked him up real good. Haha!"
Adrian was then pissed off after hearing Ken's remorseless remark. "You.. you bastard!" He clenched his hands tightly to his side and stiffen his body.
"Bastard?" Ken inquired mockingly. "You're the guy that's attack me. A defenseless and half naked guy."
"YOU!" The male shouted in utmost anger.
He charged at Ken with a blind rage.
The male was a tall and muscler youth that short, black hair. He wore a single-breast cut-away coat and a white pants.
"Wow," said Ken, "you're fast."
Ken took off the wet towel what was rested on his head and armed himself with it.
Once his attacker had gotten close to him, Ken tossed the wet towel at his have.
"But you're too huge," said Ken mockingly.
He raised his foot off the ground and pulled it back. He threw his foot forth, performing a low kick. The attack was attack was aimed at Adrian's face.
The attack connected to the opponent.
While his foot was still connected to his opponent, Ken began to boast. "Haha. That's why I am the king!"
"Huh?" Ken inquired while looking at his opponent.
He saw that his attack had indeed hit the opponent but not his face. Adrian had block his attack with his palm before it could hit him in the face.
"Then I'm the monster," said Adrian mockingly. "And you're too slow."
"Fuck off," cursed Ken.
He raised his foot in the air - above Adrian's head - and swinged it downwards.
Adrian feeling the attack looming over his head dodged to the side and quickly regained his footing.
Adrian charged at Ken. He reached out both of his hands at Ken as if he was going to hug him.
Adrian then enclosed his hands around Ken when he had reached a suitable distance.
Ken pushed him away before he could grasp him by pushing his chest.
"Were you about to hug me?" Ken inquired while holding his hands up to his jaw, creating a boxing posture.
"No," said Adrian simply. "I was going to crush!" He said while clenching his hand.
"Hmph," scoffed Ken with a smirked. "Then you have to do better than that!"
Ken charged at his opponent. He throw a straight punch at the man's face.
Adrian cleanly dodged the attack by leaning his head to his right. He countered with a mighty upper cut that actually connected to Ken's chin.
As the attack connected, Ken gritted his teeth and accidentally bits his tongue. His upper body goes flying into the air.
Adrian took advantage of this window and throw another mighty punch to Ken's gut. It was straight punch from boxing.
Ken went flying down the hallway. He eventually losses momentum and skids on the floor.
He gets up of the floor and begins to massage his injures; his gut and chin.
".. Bastard..!" Ken shouted while groaning.
Adrian began to walk down the hallway. He opened his mouth and said, "I'm no bastard. You are!"
"You're the one that beat up my friend!" Adrian complained.
"Then that makes us three bastard, dumbass!" Ken fought back verbally.
Adrian continued to walk down the dorm hallway and speak. "Don't you dare put my friend in the same category as you!" He said while flashing his right hand to his right.
Ken began to fix his posture by standing up properly.
"What is you and that freak doing?" Ken inquired.
"Me and Peter have no other relationship than being best friends!" Adrian exclaimed and explained.
"Best friends? With that guy?" Ken inquired. "Oh, so you're a freak too." Ken said with his face getting darker and a wide smirk appearing on his face.
"I bet you're like his dog," mocked Ken.
"You!" Adrian exclaimed. He stopped his venture down the hallway and stiffen his body in the patch of area he was at. "They treat me better than anyone has, you bastard!"
"Oh, so they're more freaks," said Ken mockingly with a wide smirk on his face. "Don't worry. I'll eradicated them for yah. Just tell me their names." The smirk on his face had now turned into a smile and his eyes weren't visible anymore, they were completely hidden in the shadows.
"I'LL KILL YOU!!" Adrian snapped. He cried out his lungs to the roof, a threat to Ken.
"Than come at me then!" Ken prompted. He waved his hand at the beast, gesturing him to challenge him.
Ken charged forward, with a red aura leaving his right eye and the intention to kill.
Adrian stood his ground. He stared down Ken as he went into his offensive posture. He had his hands positioned to grabbed Ken, while his legs were squat and digged into the floor.
When Ken reached a suitable distance, Adrian whined up another punch. He pulled back his fist and delivered a devastating blow to Ken's face.
Ken head flung back and fell slowly to the ground. Saliva was flying out of his opened mouth and his face was still darkened.
Suddenly, Ken's eyes started to release a crimson red aura and a smile appeared on his face. All the teeth in his smile were sharper than his original canines.
"I'm.."
Steam began to exit Ken's mouth when he let out a breath.
When's Ken head was about to hit the floor, he patted the floor with his palm and lifted himself of the floor. All the towels had now fallen off his body and he was now completely naked.
He positioned his right foot behind Adrian's head.
"...THE.."
Ken pulled back his foot and then launched at full force at Adrian's head.
Adrian moved his eyes to his left and saw the attack moving towards. But it was already late.
".. KING!!!"
The attack landed squarely on Adrian's face. The kick was so mighty that it sent Adrian's head flying back at incredible speed, giving a high chance of suffering from whiplash.
Adrian's head went flying into the wall. He has completely lost. Both his consciousness and the fight.
".. Argh~.." He groaned in pain, a sigh of defeat.
"Hey!" Ken called to the defeated loser. "Whenever you go back crying to the rest of the freaks. Tell them that their messing with a king."
"The King!"
"Cause if they come," said Ken, "Imma mess them up to the point they can't even breath. You hear that?!"
Adrian didn't answer. He had lost conscious a long time back.
"I guess not," said Ken nonchalantly and in a disappointed tone.
He then looked down, pull his waist.
"Ah! I'm naked!" He screamed.
He began to scan the hallway for his room with desperate eyes.
"Where's my room again?" He asked. "Room #15?"
He covered his junk and began to walk about the place, making sure that no one had saw. But it seems that all the challenger were already in their rooms fast asleep or up stairs, since their wasn't even a single soul in the hall.
Eventually Ken found his room with a white logo on the door spelling out a number '15'.
"Oh! There it is!" Ken exclaimed in excitement and repeat.
Something than snapped in his head and he realized something.
"Wait.. FUCK!!" He cried on the top of his lungs. "I don't have the key. And I left it in my other clothes.. that I left in the bathroom!"
"Ugh! I'm so hopeless!" Ken cursed his bad luck and mindless self.
"Here." A voice said.
A jingle was also heard beside the figures voice.
"Huh?" Ken inquired.
He looked to his side to see Akira holding his bloody clothes and the key to his room.
"Uh.. thanks," said Ken.
He slowly took his belongings from Akira. He opened the door to his room and quickly shut the door in the youth's face.
Akira from outside looked down the hallway to see the unconscious body of Adrian.
He smirked and continued on his way.
"To think I was worrying about him," said Akira as he went back upstairs.