59 Showing Off

As Magna arrived at the gathering spot for pool 1, his jaw dropped as he saw the opposition. Large men with bulky muscles sat around a large table, drinking large glasses of beer, laughing and sharing stories.

Magna came out of the shadows and slowly made his way over. When he came into sight of the other contestants, the merry making stopped as they stared, no, glared at him.

"What're you doing here, brat? You should just go back home and suck on your mother's teat!"

The rest of the burly men burst into laughter as they heavily praised the man who spoke. He wasn't the biggest man there but he had the most scars.

Magna didn't bite back, he just gave him a light smile before sitting down a small bit away. Qrow's training didn't just revolve around fighting. One aspect he taught Magna was the art of mental warfare.

He had to admit that Qrow wasn't the best when it came to teaching mental warfare. However, Magna did learn that reacting to the enemies taunts was basically letting the enemy get in your head.

Instead of words, Magna wanted to let his actions speak for him.

Suddenly, the sound of heels approaching broke him out of thought. He turned towards the source of the voice and raised his brow.

The woman from before that sat behind the desk was standing before the group of burly men as she adjusted her glasses and said, "Okay, pool 1, my name is Barbara and I am the official in charge of your group."

A man in the back raised his arm. Barbara looked over and motion for the man to speak.

"Will you 'service' us after each battle?" Said the man, a perverted smirk etched on his face.

The rest of the men there stared at Barbara with a dangerous glint in their eyes. Her hand clutched her papers tight enough that her hands began to pale as she bluntly said, "No. And if you ask anymore questions like that, I will personally disqualify you for sexually harassing an official."

The men stopped laughing as they just stared at the woman. It was easy to see that she was quite uncomfortable but she persisted as she explained, "Okay, the matches are one on one, single elimination with the winner moving onto the next round. The tournament will take place over the span of 5 days. Each day represents a round of the tournament."

"Today represents the first bracket. Now, would everyone please make their way to waiting rooms. When your number is called, please exit the waiting room and head to the stage."

The burly men all stood up with a grunt before quickly making their way to the waiting room.

However, the same man who asked that perverted question slowly walked towards Barbara. When she was just within arm length, his hand shot towards her plump ass.

Just before his hand could touch her, a violent gust of wind came from the side and flung him away. The man smashed into a building, creating a large hole in the wall.

Luckily, the rest of the men were already gone so Magna didn't have to care about being attacked. He walked over to Barbara and tapped her shoulder as he said, "You okay?"

She shakily adjusted her glasses and said, "I-I'm fine. Thank you for helping me."

"Well, I kinda attack a contestant before the tournament actually started so…"

A giggle escaped from Barbara's lips as she smiled, "There's no need to worry. I warned him that sexual harassing me would result in him being disqualified. I'll notify the atlesian guards to 'escort' him home."

With everything settled, Barbara gave Magna a small bow before walking off.

Magna, experiencing the out of control hormones of a 14 year old going through puberty, watched her back as she left before walking to the waiting area.

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It's been a couple hours now, and Magna still hasn't fought. When he arrived at the waiting room, the burly men had essentially ruined the room.

The catering table was destroyed as most of the food lay on the ground. The water cooler had holes in it, bullet holes.

Honestly? Magna was getting real fed up with these men. They were acting like they own the world! Each and every person that comes through, the men would try and bully the person before letting them go.

Luckily, Magna was there to help. The occasional puddle of water or gust of wind carrying sand easily kept those men at bay.

Obviously, they didn't take the news of their comrade being disqualified lightly. They actually drew there weapons to try and 'change' the mind of the officials.

While Magna was stuck in thought, the announcers voice echoed through the waiting room as he yelled, "What an exciting match that was! Let's hope that the next match can follow it's example! Will contestants number 6 and 8, please make their way to the stage!"

The crowd burst into applause. The leader, who Magna found out was called John, signalled his hands towards Magna before walking onto the stage.

Magna was about to walk out when the men all stood in his way. One man went to open his mouth when Magna slipped into his shadow and easily drifted pass them.

As he passed the man named John, he opened a hole underneath him as he decided to show off a little.

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It's been a minute since the announcer introduced the next contestants. The crowd was starting to become restless when a dark shadow descended on the stage.

Watching it quickly zoom across the ground, the crowd found themselves fully focused on the shadow.

Suddenly, a pair of vibrant crimson eyes appeared from within the shadows as a figure flew into the sky. All the crowd saw was a golden blur surrounded in flames.

Reaching the peak of his launch, the figure stylishly flipped a couple times in the air before free falling towards the ground.

The hearts of every member of the crowd tensed up as the figure seemed to be a little bit too high in the sky.

The soldiers on standby were about to try and catch him when a youthful teenage voice yelled in excitement, "Here comes… THE SUPERHERO LANDING!!!"

Thrusting his fist downwards, a huge cloud of dust blew across the stage, causing everyone to fall into a coughing fit.

As the dust settled, everyone strained their eyes and stared at the figure on the stage. With one fist smashed into the ground, the figure sat down on one knee as he faced the ground.

His long golden hair gently swayed in the breeze as most of the crowd became jealous. The girls were jealous of his hair while the boys were jealous of how much attention he was getting from the girls.

The figure, Magna, slowly stood from the ground and lazily opened his eyes. His lilac eyes glanced around the crowd before a smile appeared on his face.

Magna wiped his hair back as his long, golden locks slowly became short and black. All this managed to do was make Magna a different kind of handsome.

While embodying Yang, his long golden hair made him look like a prince from a fairytale. His normal hair, however, made him appear roughish and, surprisingly, fluffy.

Magna has asked Yang multiple times why people keep calling him fluffy but the only response he would get was a smile as she cuddled him. I mean, his hair wasn't even that fluffy!

After Magna finished basking in the afterglow of his little entrance, a small shadow opened up infront of him as John walked out from inside.

Veins pulsed on his face as he pointed at Magna and roared, "You are so fucking dead!!!"