Landing in Mexico, the Chans were overwhelmed by the new sights and noise of the area. It took their peace and quiet away in mere seconds.
The parents strengthened their minds thinking. "We have gone through worse. We are the Chan family. "
At the age of nine, Chan gave his son a mini gun for his birthday and along with a throw knife.
Chan said. "Take this my son, learn how to protect yourself because I won't always be around. That, is the bitter truth, my child. "
The family was rich, both in wisdom and wealth, but even those two things can't cheat death.
Cheng lost his mother at the age of sixteen in a car crash. The next few years became rough for him because he lost all self worth.
Without his mother, Cheng thought his life was meaningless. Although his father tried to comfort him, he just wouldn't budge, his pain was set in stone.
One faithful day Chan was going to get the family car fixed.
Cheng wanted to tag along but his father said no and rejected the boy at each turn.
Chan said to him. "My child. This life we live might seem boring and meaningless, but we have to find a way out of the sorrow and make life as great as we can. We only have each other and if I'm ever attacked remember what I taught you from the age of nine; never let anyone mess with you. You are the son of a hitman, you have the skills, although you haven't unlocked your Brawl I believe you can do it. "
Over the years, people have unlocked secret abilities which can do various things. They can be used to help society or destroy it.
A brawl is an ability that takes years to master and if a person doesn't unlock their brawl at the age of sixteen, they might never be able to unlock it and will have to accept being an outcast of society.
Now Chan went straight to the mechanic after giving this piece of advice, and Cheng waited the entire day for him to return home.
A day soon turned into a week and that slowly turned into two.
Soon after, he concluded that his father had left him behind and that was the reason for his random advice session but sure enough the day he concluded this, he switched on the television and saw the latest news.
Cheng saw that a tall male with a muscular body and black hair wearing a orange shirt with a black hoodie was butchered in his car.
The male fit his father's description.
Cheng who had only his butler as his guardian was sure that everything was over for him.
He thought everyday about why his life was so useless and why everything was so cruel.
On a faithful day, Cheng left home to look far a job, just to keep himself busy because he felt school alone wasn't going well.
He ended getting hired as a journalist in training.
For his first assignment, Cheng went to a science lab where he met a man named Dr Nefario.
Cheng went to the lab to get information on what the scientist was working on because he wanted to film it then take it to the newsroom for a quick buck and for the fun of it.
He could also use the information for a upcoming class presentation that was due soon so it was like killing two birds with one stone.
Dr Nefario the called the young boy's attention to one of his greatest scientific works.
Nefario then brought a cockroach out of his jacket and laid it on the table. He proceeded cautiously and opened a drawer which had a lot of reagent bottles in it.
Nefario pulled one out and cut off one of the cockroach's legs. He poured one of the bottles' content all over the cockroach and the cockroach's leg miraculously grew back.
"Aha, I did it! I made a regeneration potion! They said I was crazy, that it couldn't happen. They also said I would never get back my sanity but I didn't care cause I lost it a long time ago. " He had a crazed look in his eyes.
Cheng was shocked by what happened to the cockroach blurted. "You mean whatever is in that bottle can cause regeneration?"
Nefario answered. "Yes young one! I have done it! Now this cockroach will have the ability to regenerate no matter what happens. "
"I also have bottles for other abilities and powers. I'll try them as soon as I get back from the big scientist's toilet." He continued.
Nefario leaned close to Cheng and whispered. "I am the big scientis.t"
nefario then shook his head, keeping insane eye contact while leaving the room.
Cheng was amazed by such a discovery and took the bottle from the desk. He opened the drawer and grabbed another one.
Cheng looked up at the ceiling and saw a warning. "Not tested for humans yet, well unless you wanna try."
"This is my chance to get a Brawl so I can be useful, I can be a hitman like my father. This has to work." He thought.
Cheng drank the two bottles together, one labeled regenerate and the other labeled mystery.
Suddenly he started jerking and shouting in pain and agony breaking the table and all the chemicals, smashing everything in his path.
With Cheng destroying everything in the laboratory, Dr. Nefario ran in and was shocked.
"This child actually did it. Even after he saw the note. Actually he might not have even seen it, I did write it on the ceiling."
Nefario smiled deviously. "He will go on a rampage soon if I don't snap him out of it. I'll have to use brute force, my brawls and a little bit of trickery."
Dr. Nefario took a fighting stance, set his fists ablaze then punched Cheng out of the building with a swift right jab.
As their gazes locked they both exuded huge auras of power fueled by pure hatred.
Cheng landed on his feet and they both stared at each other waiting for the other to attack first.
Dr. Nefario raised his right hand and flames surrounded his entire body. He flew directly at Cheng whose gaze was fixed on him.
He screamed in rage as he clenched his right fist and launched it at Cheng but Cheng easily took a step back and caught the punch, kicking him with enough force for him to fly backwards causing him to crash into multiple buildings before landing.
"Huh..." Cheng grunted as Nefario staggered to his feet.
It wasn't over.
Dr. Nefario released his flame once again but this time it enveloped his surroundings, the heat from the flames being so intense that both the building he had crashed into and it's ashes were vaporized.
Dr. Nefario, still on fire, flew towards Cheng, and punched him again with his right hand.
Cheng couldn't react in time and the impact caused him to fly off colliding into more buildings.
'How did his speed increase so quickly after I hit him that hard?' Cheng was puzzled but before he could do anything about it Nefario had flown up to him and punched him further into the suburbs which seed to be vacant for whatever reason.
'I never knew he was able to move this fast. He can attack and disappear in a split second. There is no doubt about it, he is definitely faster than sound.' Cheng thought about it and realized that there was only one thing he could do.
Meanwhile Dr. Nefario was ready to unleash his flame punch, an attack that would flatten the entire city once it was unleashed.
He ran towards Cheng again at a speed faster than Cheng could move.
"Flame punch." Dr. Nefario shouted as he launched his fist straight towards Cheng's face.
The entire city burst into flames and the top half of Cheng's head was singed off. He fell to his knees.
"Hmm. You let me hit you with all of my power while you had none and you took the impact of the punch that was meant to destroy the city. Why?" Dr. Nefario asked.
"Why? I need no reason. " Cheng said as he started regenerating.
"What? Are you trying to be a superhero?" Nefario laughed. "If this was a novel you definitely would have been the main character, but there is no hero here. There's only carnage and I am that carnage. "
"I will burn everything you hold dear in this city. Your friends, your girlfriend, they will all meet their end at my hands as you sit at the verge of despair. Your naivety, thinking you could be a hero, a saviour, will disappear and all that would be left is murderous intent. Then you will become a monster like me Cheng, you will follow me to the PITS OF HELL!" Dr. Nefario gave an evil laugh yelling the last part.
Dr. Nefario clenched his fists and set them ablaze. The pressure of his body weight pushed down on the ground creating a big dent until it became a mini sinkhole.
He flew towards Cheng ready to land another punch with his right hand but this time Cheng was ready. He dodged it but realized it was a feint and got punched by his other hand.
The punch sent Cheng flying into the forest, where Dr. Nefario was already waiting, as if he had gotten there instantaneously.
Cheng landed on his feet but broke his right leg and was unable to walk for 2 seconds before he regenerated again. Nefario saw this as an opportunity to end the fight.
He went for a swift jab colliding into Cheng's jaw breaking it and leaving him unconscious.
Nefario thought the fight was over at that point then sat down on the ground.
"Well, I still got it. Three years of being a hitman isn't a joke. The kid didn't do well as expected, I thought he would last longer. The drink should've made him more energetic."
As Nefario was still speaking, the forest was filled with a chilling wind which would be cold enough to freeze boiling water over.
Cheng got back on his feet, his eyes as red as blood and as thick as concrete. A devilish smile crept up on his face.
"The fight isn't over yet human."