[WARNING!: This chapter will include strong language and violence that may not be suitable for some readers. Viewer discretion is advised.]
"Ahhhhhhh, fuck," said Zach. He was walking alone with his hands rest in his pockets because the mood of the atmosphere. "Why is so cold?"
He was going to his dorm with the intent to sleep without waking up.
"*Yawn~* Why is this place so boring?" He inquired. "Even porn would be more entertaining than this."
Unknown by Zach, a sneaky figure was following Zach all the way.
[Guest Dorm Hallway.]
The dorm for the challengers and the guest were quite different. In the competitors one, it was reasonable small and lifeless, but the dorm was reasonable big and lively.
It was even more lively this day; the second day of the tournament. The topic of how Ken had brutalize the competitors that had forcefully participated was on everyone's mind. They all were gossiping about it.
"Ahh, now it's so noisy," said Zach with a lackadaisic tone. While he walked his back was hunched as if he had no energy in his bones.
Suddenly, something tapped his shoulder.
Not slightly alarmed, Zach slowly tilted his head behind.
With a lifeless face he said, ".. Ehh?"
"Eek!" The person staggered back after looking at the horrifying face of Zach. "A.. a.. a z-z-zombie!!"
"A zombie?" Zach inquired while keeping his gaze on the guy. "Am I that ugly."
"Uhh, while no. Now that I have seen you, your a 8/10 in my book," said Adrian with a cold. "(For a second I thought my job was going be easier, lol.)"
"Oh, thanks," said Zach. He twisted his entire body while keeping his head at the same place as if he a cartoon character. "What's your name? Mines Zach!"
"Ahem!" Adrian began to regain his composer as he cleared his throat. "I'm Adrian.. and your grim reaper."
"Woa-." Zach was suddenly cut off.
Adrian hit him with a straight punch that connected cleanly on his face, sending Zach back a couple millimeters.
Adrian then said, "God, that lie was cheesy. I wonder why Trimaine even told me to say that."
Zach was still laying on the ground with his eyes closed, seemly dead.
"Is that guy dead?" Adrian inquired. "(He did seem lifeless after all.)"
"Wow," said Zach while still in the floor with eyes closed. Surprisingly, his hands was still in his pockets. "So you're either into boxing or kyokushin karate to throw such a powerful punch!"
Zach suddenly got off the floor slenderman-like. He only used his legs to lift his whole upper body.
"That's freaky," said Adrian in confusion. "And what is even more freaky is that he is act as if he sustained no damage. Unless he didn't."
"Yo," said Zach. "Stop monologuing."
Zach was already back on his feet and kicking; literally. He tossed a side kick towards Adrian's liver and said, "Dialogue is way better."
"Huh?" Zach inquired.
"It indeed is," said Adrian. He had blocked the kick with a guard, so he did not sustain any damage.
"So you box-." Zach was cut off abruptly once again by a punch. This one was another straight, but Adrian was in a stance that one from kyokushin karate.
"Huh?" Adrian inquired.
Zach suddenly sprang back up at the exact position he was last in as if he was a cartoon.
"Er, let me continue, bastard," said Zach. He sent a side kick that went to Adrian's jaw which was twisted to the right with the power of the attack.
"Or your in kyokushin karate. But it seems as though you're in both," said Zach after his analysis.
Adrian went staggering back a bit after the last attack he sustained to his jaw.
"Wow, your not knocked out. Your tough dude. That's probably because of how big you are," said Zach in astonishment. "Alright, let's come clean to each other."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Adrian inquired.
Zach proposed, "Simply, I'm going tell you all the martial arts I know and you tell me all the ones you know, okay?"
"Uhhh, alright," said Adrian. "(What's he planning. From the beginning of this fight, he hasn't taken me serious. And all the attacks that I tossed of seem to inflict no damage. Can he not feel?)"
The fight between Zach and Adrian had brought a lot of attention to them. The passerbys continued in their way while gazing at the two individuals while shaking their heads.
"Alright, I do taekwondo, muay thai, kick boxing, etc. Pretty much all martial arts that have kicking it," explained Zach.
"Oh. Well mine is judo, aikido, wrestling and boxing," said Adrian.
"You forgot the kyokushin part," said Zach while raising his finger in the air.
Adrian said, "Oh, yeah. And that too."
"So.. may we continue killing each other?" Zach inquired.
"Sure," said Adrian.
The two resumed there murderous brawl.
Adrian tossed a right hook at Zach's.
"Woap!" Zach exclaimed while easily evading Adrian punch by laying his upper body backwards and still standing up.
"(I get it now!)" Adrian said with a hint of realization in his mind.
Zach launched another devastating kick at Adrian head. This one though was a high back kick.
"(It's because he has great flexibility and endurance, he lack strength but it still hurts a ton. I bit he is using his full strength.)" Adrian said in his mind. "(But something is off though... He isn't coming clean to me with the martial arts he uses. So far all his been using..)"
Zach readies another attack. He jumps into and launches a double spin tornado kick.
The back of his foot lands cleanly on Adrian's head top, making him face down.
"(.. kicks!)" Adrian said in his mind.
While facing down, Adrian said, "You aren't coming clean with about your martial arts, aren't you?"
"What do you mean?" Zach inquired.
Adrian inquired, "All you've been hitting me is with kicks, nothing else. Your only using taekwondo isn't it you lier?"
"Oh.. that," said Zach. "Ahh, let me come clean to you, bro."
"The reason I've been using only kicks is because I don't try my hands, which also means I don't jerk-off often," said Zach. "Also, I'm use all martial, I just don't use punches I only use kicks."
"Oh, I get it now," said Adrian in realization. "It's because your legs are insanely strong, that's why you were able to balance on your legs with ease."
"Yeah, sorry. I've been only using 1.3% of my kick power in this whole fight," revealed Zack.
"Oh.... wait what?" Adrian inquired.
"Yeah, I've been holding back a ton because I didn't want to burst open your face or gut," said Zach with a lackadaisic tone and expression.
"Stop your B.S.! I know you've been using your full power, so stop lying!"
"Lying?" Zach inquired. "Do you want me to show you 10%?"
Adrian said, "Sur-."
After that, this was an event that scared Adrian for the rest of his life.
Without any warning Adrian went flying back many millimeters any. He eventually stop when he crashed into the wall at the end of the hallway.
He was unable and unconscious.
"Hah~, I should have warned him to dodge," said Zach wit a sigh while scratching the back of his head.
The attack was so unbelievable fast that it was practically invisible.
Zach sighed once again and said, "Ah~, later new friend," while walking away and waving the unable body.
"Hopefully isn't dead, cause that would of sucked. Well, for him at least or mostly," said Zach while he walked away.
He went to his room which was room 128.
He eventually found it with a golden logo on top of the door, reading '#128.'
"*Yawn~! Time to sleep and prepare myself for some boring death matches tomorrow. At least tomorrow is the last day I'll be here," said Zach as he twisted the knob of the door. "The last time I check it was 6:34 pm. I'm going to bed early today. I use go to bed 2:00 am."
"...." Zach suddenly left himself in sudden silence. "Was I monologuing right now? I thought I hate mono.. Ah, fuck it!"
He twisted the door knob and entered his room. He closed the door behind him with a big thud noise following after.
Tomorrow was the final day of the tournament, but their was still many things that were happening this night.
Maki and Zach have shown their skills in fighting, defeating their destinated opponents. But Sean and Akira are still out of the mix.
Will they win their battles or will they be killed?
Or will Akira kill Ken?
Akira was standing outside of the room, residence of Ken. He knocked on the door as hard as could, seemly in a hurry.
"Who is it? Is it the tax collector? Cause I got no money?!" Ken said from behind the door. "Why would their even be a tax collector though?"
Kuwobasa then said, "No, it's me Akira."
".. Who the fuck is a car accident?"