47 False Fight

"Fine. I'll fight you. It isn't fair that you involved these two in a scenario that didn't involve them in the first place." Aaron said, as he lifted his hands into the air. His hands became covered in the grey substance that his robe made, just so that he didn't need to worry about being exposed.

"However, there is one condition that I'm putting on this match. During this match, you have to have your mask off. Let your roommates start see your hideous face." Jacob said, a smile on his face, as he walked over to Ray, pointing an icicle towards the unconscious teenager's neck. "Or else, this one dies, regardless of the outcome."

'Fuck. He really wants me to take off my mask, huh? Fine then. As long as nobody dies. If someone dies, then he's bound to frame me, the 'freak child', and then a whole bunch of shit will spiral out of control. I'm going to take off my mask, but I have a little solution to this.'

Without a word being spoken, a black shield appeared infront of Aaron's face, with it being see through on one side, and pitch black on the other. Nobody would be able to see into his face, and only he could see out. The reason he didn't do this was Because it would be annoying to keep having up, as he would have to always concentrate on it, and, should he stop concentrating, it would disappear, defeating the purpose of having it to protect his face from being revealed. The mask was there, and he wouldn't have to continually concentrate on it, so the mask was the best choice in his soon-to-be normal situation.

Although, this wasn't a normal situation. You had a teenager threatening the lives of two other teenagers and a fight about to occur in a few moments.

Otherwise known as a day in England.

Aaron began to walk towards the arena in the centre, but, in his way, he decided to provoke Jacob that little bit. A black tendril of corruption appeared outside of his robe, near his foot level, and it hit Jacob at the bottom of his leg, where leg meets foot, and pulled his leg back a little bit, almost causing him to fall. He turned around to look at Aaron, but he couldn't see anything except Aaron's robe, which confused him, but he shoved it to the back of his mind. All he wanted right now was to beat the shit out of the little freak walking towards the arena.

Jacob began to walk toward the arena, and, as he got closer to Aaron, he had an idea. He began walking behind Aaron, and went for a swing towards his head, as he coated his fist in ice. Aaron didn't know what was coming. The punch landed, and Aaron was sent flying across the room. He landed back-first into the opposite wall, leaving a crater in it, and fell to the ground, performing a little flip, landing flat on his back.

"You really thought I would fight you in the arena? No, you stupid little shit! I'm not fighting a freak like you! You, and these fuckers who share a dorm room with you, are going to die today, and you can't do SHIT to stop it." Jacob yelled, as an icicle appeared in his hand, as he pointed it down towards Jay's unconscious body. Aaron was slowly getting up, but he wouldn't be able to intervene in time.

Crystet lifted up his hand, and fired an icicle towards Jacob, who caught it in his hand, and crushed it into pieces. He walked over to Crystet, and stabbed him in the shoulder with the icicle he was about to stab Jay with. Crystet screamed out in pain, as a look of pleasure appeared on Jacobs face. He was a fucking sadist.

However, even though this small little interaction only took around five seconds, it was just enough for Aaron to properly stand up. Aaron lifted his hand, as a blue laser shot out of his index finger, almost like a bullet. This was a condensed version of his Graviton Pulse, which he had decided to nickname 'Graviton Bullet'

The Graviton Bullet hit Jacob in the arm, as it pulled out a decent bit of his shoulder, due to the gravity. The bullet worked in a unique way. It always had gravity swirling around it, and because of that, whenever it came into contact with something, it would force an unset amount of flesh to be pulled along with it, creating a hole.

Jacob looked down at his shoulder, as blood spurted from it. He saw looked to the back of his shoulder, and saw a bone sticking out of his back, and he let out a scream. He began clutching the hole in his shoulder, which was leaking blood like a fountain. He looked over towards Aaron was, and let out yell, as he saw Aaron standing infront of him. He stumbled backwards, as the pleasure that was in his eyes not seconds ago had been completely replaced by fear and pain.

"So, you thought you could try to kill me and other people, huh? How would YOU like to die? What do you think would happen if I were to just kill you right now, huh? People might mourn your death, and try and find out who killed you, but, to be frank, nobody else would care besides you friends and parents. So, it makes no true difference to the world if were to just, you know, kill you right now." Aaron said, as his clawed hand ran along Jacobs throat, almost as if he was a predator circling in for the kill. "Now, give me a good reason as to why I shouldn't kill you right now. You assaulted me and my parents, and now have assaulted me, yet again, and two bystanders. Unless you can provide the best reason in the world, you will die."

Jacob's face was lined with fear, worry, and pain, as he tried to think of a good answer, but couldn't. He pointed his head to the ground, and began to mumble some words.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you over the resounding noise of me wanting to kill you!" Aaron said, mocking him.

"I said I don't HAVE a reason, alright?!" Jacob yelled, holding his shoulder in pain, as blood still poured from the wound. Aaron smiled, and threw Jacob towards the door, forcing him to land on his side.

"An enemy who knows when to give up is a smart enemy. Leave. Should we ever cross paths again, and you dare to oppose me, I will cut you down in an instant." Aaron said, as his grey-covered hand pointed towards the door. Jacob heard Aaron, stood up as quickly as possible, and ran off as fast as he could, possibly to the nearest medical centre, so he could get his wound fixed.

Aaron looked down at his hands, as they were still covered in the grey substance, and smiled beneath his mask, as the system sent him something.

[Hidden Quest Completed]

[Defeat Jacob Highland-Sidener]

[Reward: New Skill: Fear Manipulation]

[Reward: Novice Crafting Recipes]