LET ME KNOW TOO MASTER

We arrive by late evening.

"Of course. Things like these can't be made public" I smirk.

The cool breeze and laughter draws my attention. I see someone laughing stupidly and being all giggly over a few balloons.

She isn't pretty to be exact. She is charming. Bubbly. Her smile is way too innocent.

I can't help but smile. She was just too pure. I could sense that. She laughed at the floating bubbles over the pool. She giggled seeing the colourful balloons fly high.

"So, that's your type huh??" ONYX patted.

"Not really. I was thinking of how she soft she will feel" I gave him an evil grin.

I don't know if I mean it or not, but she was quite captivating for nothing.

"get yourself together. One small mistake one you are done." MASTER said, his voice devoid of emotions.

I nod. I know well what it is, how important it is. We have to take a stand in the international arena. One win here and we will have tonnes of opportunities and unimaginable luxuries. I have a tingling felling.

I love this.

BATTLE ONE arena seven

I can see the men coming from the sides. There are two. So this was for sure a two on two dual.

It is of course my first time an arena play. I had absolutely no idea this would look like somewhat a stupid landscape.

Rocks ... seriously????? Fuck the organiser. Does he really think people can fight with or in rocks???

I see Onyx. He is stiffer than usual. I can see that. But hardly anyone else can. This match, this title, he has to get them. No matter what.

Our eyes meet. He gives me a professional nod, symbolising his respect for my moves, showing his readiness. All the stiffness from before is gone.

I nod. No. I smile. For me his nod meant assurance

Those bastards were some real weight. Calling them pig would be an insult to the pigs.

The bell rings. 40 minutes. That's how long we had to last.

"Jack, eastern circle" the other guy shouted.

I know what it means. Their main aim was ONYX.

Eastern circle meant player one. We were taught well about this. I had to defend ONYX today.

"Very well then. Have it your way" I smirk

And with a loud howl the one called jack pounced on me. I was lucky enough to dodge that.

I landed a quick punch on his ribs and a low kick on his knees, totally knocking him off. Mean while ONYX and the other guy were on attack-defend mode. This was my chance to kick him right in his balls. But something stopped me. MASTER's glare.

But why?? Why now?

That's right. This match was for onyx. I move a little. He looks as me questioningly.

"Huh. Scared?? Already???" they guy tackling onyx mocks.

"Shut the fuck up Jared and finish that fucker off" Jack howled.

"As you wish baby" saying so Jared landed a continuous series of punches and kicks on onyx.

"Baby??? Is he serious??"Argh... I really cannot imagine them being all lovey- dovey and cuddles.

ONYX was having a hard time defending it. He was totally bruised. This can't happen. He is coughing blood.

The guy, jack was still lying on the floor. It will take him some more minutes to fully feel his leg. My kick left him numb.'

One thing I learnt so far was instinctive moves is either killing or useless.

This kick of mine was luckily effective.

I lay another hard kick on him and quickly move towards ONYX. My years of practice in mixed martial arts taught me well about all the functional points on the human body.

Some few hard chops and onyx is free. He is breathing heavily. He still wants to fight. I can't let him do that. I land h hard kick right into Jared's stomach .

Ouch. I know that will hurt for sure.

Hehe. He deserves it for hitting onyx so much. He definitely deserves it for calling the ugly pig baby.

"You okay???" I ask him. I try not to make it sound worried but i am really bad in it.

"What!! You thought I am done??" he smiled at me.

"Shut up" I smirk at him. This guy is totally impossible.

By this jack regained his strength.

Before I could realise, he attacked us with a strange looking dagger. It's oddly familiar.

His moves were unique and different, like a completely different form of combat. A hybrid of martial arts and an old world dagger technique. It looks well trained.

We move to different sides.

Jared literally flies and lands quite a few inches before me. his moves were fluid.

He starts attacking me with that stranger dagger. It has a strange cut like that of a flame. It's coloured. Blue and silver.

I am hardly dodging all those strikes. My back hits one of the rocks and I quickly jump behind it.

The dagger hits the rock.

I kiss the rock "man... if I make it out alive, trust me I am adopting this one"

Jared looks totally possessed. Wow. His aura is totally murderous. Chilly. It is making me strangely uncomfortable. Everything here is so strange.

I feel something piercing on my back and I hear a loud shriek. I swiftly turn around.

"This shitty pig was trying to attack me with that leg". I hear onyx half laugh half moan.

He was totally bruised and bloodied.

"Hey pig. You sure you want to go home tonight??" I provoke jack. Surely onyx wasn't easy on him.

His blue black face looks really like that of a pig. Rather than man to man combat there two pea brains had a total different way of combat.

They weren't letting us to grasp their way of attacking.

They were stopping us from counter attack.

Whoa... such a cruel pea brains. I look a onyx. But I guess he already knows this. And is smiling at Jared. But that guy... I am sure he is possessed.

His attacks on onyx were rather slower.

Jack throws himself on me and throws a punch. I couldn't dodge. Not because it was unexpected. But because the way of approach was unseen, unknown.

God. I fell like shit. No I am being beaten into shit.

Fist. Kick. Then I hear someone shouting

"Stupid, stop defending, snatch the dagger" wow. What an idea. Intellectual. Before my mind could process, my body reacted. I quickly snatched the dagger from him before he could process the whole thing.

Of course thanks to that someone from the audience, I am having a bruise on my lower lip now.

I am a novice when it comes to daggers. I stab it as hard as I can. It hits him right on the shoulder. He winces and lets me go. A pain shoots in my shoulder blade. A burning pain. It's Jared. ONYX was sprawling over a rock. His face covered in blood.

I see tears in his eyes. No, this can't happen. We can't lose. Then I see Jared again. Anger rushes through me.

"Have it your way then" I let out a sigh and launch myself at him.

I never fought with a dagger before, but all of this feels much familiar. I move the dagger swiftly, no idea what I am doing though. And within minutes I am done with Jared. Fully torn. A sense of happiness swells within me.

"Look behind" again the same one from the audience shouts. It's a girl. Don't know who it is.

I turn around to see jack moving with a wind speed to stab me. Before I can react, onyx moves between us.

"Shit" I shout. He falls on the ground. I hear a loud gasp from around.

My anger knows no limit. Tears burned in my eyes. I pierce the dagger swiftly, right in one move through his gut.

"Die" I whisper

It happened within seconds. I am kneeling before onyx. He is breathing. The strange dagger still struck in his gut. I have a thousand unwanted what ifs now. I just want to shake them off

The bell rings loud, thankfully.

MASTER rushes in. He quietly leads ONYX to the emergency room.

He turns to me "you did well. I think it's the time to change your name" he smiles and me and returns to the emergency.

"Let me in MASTER" I urge. "I cannot leave him like that. He saved me."

"Yes he did" MASTER says plainly. "But will it make him a winner"

"Winner?? Yes. Why not?? It takes less than a beat to kill, but it will need pure soul, a brave heart to save someone" I say. Irritation visible in my voice.

"This man is a psycho"

"Very well. Now that you know. He will definitely win. Both the combat and the life battle" MASTER smiles, assuring me "and yes, I am no psycho. You are just too naive"

My jaw dropped. How can he predict me so well???? Will they be able to heal and save ONYX completely???

I am not worried. It is just uncomfortable to think about the child whose father was killed right before a few days he was born. May be I am just worried. Or, it is just I don't know this feeling.