The Xanders, a name that echoed through out the world because of their renowned strength and power. The Xander's clan was the clan Alexander came from.
On a fateful day, Alexander was carrying his little brother named Robert to play and then suddenly, Damien appeared, his presence marked.
"Alexander, how are you doing cause I am going to be at you into a pulp, your mother went to a conference and you have no one to protect you." He said with a smirk.
With a clenched fist, he opened it, and the battle began.
Five fireballs emerged, a spectacle of might. After dodging three, one hit Alexander, a turning point. Robert crawled towards Damien, biting his leg, causing him to shout in pain.
Alexander seized a nearby metal rod, charging towards Damien. Unskilled in martial arts, he swung randomly. Damien blasted a fireball at Alexander's stomach, a blow that struck true.
Alexander's hands began glowing as he picked up the rod. His eyelids felt heavy, a sign of exhaustion. The rod transformed into a monster, a being of untold power.
In the end, it was the rod, now a monster, that beat Damien mercilessly. Alexander then passed out because of exhaustion.