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Chapter 12 - CHAPTER 11: ART OF WAR: PART 2

The fight to the death between brothers, Keane and I began shortly after and just like chess, one had to make the first move, he did. As soon as he was got enough he flicked his finger at my forehead, my body being useless, small and frail, his technique worked, as I hit the ground. If my body could easily be taken down by a Colossal's finger then I stood no chance. He started stomping the ground trying to crush me with his feet while I was still trying to recover. Having a small body also comes with its perks as I was able to roll away and escape unscathed. I was like a fly trying to escape from death, we were only 5 minutes into the match and it was clear that I stood no chance. I didn't want to go down in history as the Colossal who held the shortest record of losing his life in the battle of successor, I knew that I had to use the earring's ability. "Die, I said die!", I tried over and over but the earring's ability never seemed to work. It all started to make sense, Xanthe had tricked me, she was also a candidate for the throne, why else would she help an opponent that she might eventually go up against. " What nonsense are you murmuring to yourself, did fear finally make you go insane", said Keane while laughing in a boisterous manner.

He was getting closer and closer, I knew I had no chance of winning and that it was my time. As soon as he was close enough my body froze and accepted it, there was no escaping fate. He kicked me so hard, that it sent me flying and with force, I hit the concrete walls. I coughed out blood and my breathing became unsteady, I was slowly losing consciousness. " I'm sorry mom, I guess this is how it ends huh", the words I thought to be my last. That's when the unexpected happened, a loud boom sound was heard, I felt the colosseum shake and the storm like dust covered the Arena, I slowly opened my eyes and a third Colossal beside us two laid there. It was a female Colossal, it was mother. Her lifeless body was in the very Arena that I was about to lose my life in.

My heart sank and my mind went silent, I regained enough energy to run to her side as I hoped that I was wrong but as soon as I got there, she wasn't breathing, she showed no sign of life. A past memory took place in the current moment, it kept on repeating in my head over and over again. "I don't want to lose you, we should run away before the day of the battle of successor and we will run to a place that they won't be able to find, a place similar to the woods", I remembered one of the conversations that mother and I had, a while back. Just because I had been born, just because of my selfish desires, just because I thought I could win and become the successor, make her queen, because of me, she's forever gone and no longer coming back.

Tears started running down my face, another past memory played in my mind, "do you hate seeing your own mother kneel, if you succeed the throne, your mother will never kneel to anyone ever again", the deal was broken. I looked up and there he was with both his wives, all standing and looking down on mother's lifeless body as if she was nothing. "What a shame", he said before looking away and going back to his sit. One of them had pushed mother and I could tell that they felt no remorse, non at all. "Don't worry little brother you'll be joining her soon", said Keane with a smirk on his face, all the spectators laughed and chanted the word "kill" over and over again. They never respected the dead, " how dare they laugh", I wanted to utterly wipeout the entire Colossal race from the face of Caelum just like they had done to the last Hydra moments ago.