Chapter 10 - 10: David
"You are quite the joker. But this is no laughing matter. This guys at the back of me are everyone you embarrassed on that stage today. So what is going to go down is simple. They will beat you to a pulp, take your prize money, then I will ask you some questions and then they will continue whooping your behind. Okay, I guess that's settled, any questions."
"Yeah, I got one. Where am I involved in all this? I mean, don't get me started about your tone but your words are even more hilarious. Beat up? Me? You must be joking! Bruh, you don't want to mess with me. You went to pack sticks and you call them a gang. They resemble ants that haven't eaten." Vorden said in contempt. Even though he is weak, he absolutely cannot lose in a battle of the mouth. But he just seemed to realize that to survive he needs to bury his pride.
'What is wrong with you? Can't you just shut up for a minute?' Vorden lamented to himself. He has gone and done it. Well, life was short.
Unbeknownst to him, the other side where becoming a bit wary. The way he talks make them think he has some kind of trump card hidden in his sleeves.
"Who do you think you are calling sticks and ants?" a person with a bad temper said.
"No matter what tricks you may have we out number you and all of us have been posted before and gained one or two skills. We don't fear you!" another said riled up.
"Why do we waste our spit while we can waste him!" another said.
STOP!
D-Boss raised his hands and formed a fist indicating he wants silence!
"It's surprising how you can keep your cool but that'll will take you nowhere." D-Boss' eyes twitched in annoyance.
"Tell you what because of your bravery, I won't kill you. Instead, you will get beat up until you wish you were dead." he said grinning wickedly.
Though he was annoyed with Vorden, he didn't want to kill him. How will it turn out if people found out he killed someone because he lost a rap contest. He would either become a laughing stock or a person jested of by many. Besides, his real objective is to find out how Vorden knew that song.
"Don't knock him out immediately, I still want to ask some questions." D-Boss said with a whisper. "Also be cautious, we don't know what he has up those sleeves of his."
"Don't worry, we have it all under control!" a person wearing a bandana stepped forward. He moved in cautiously.
"Are you sure you want to fight me. Tell you what, I have been in this stage before. If you let me go, I will make a movie about, it can be called 'Sticks and Ants, Honor Among Fools!'. Not a bad deal don't you think." Vorden was pushed to a wall. He decided to say any thing his brain can conjure up to help his situation.
"You're dead!" the bandana man rushed forward giving a round house kick to Vorden's right leg. He was still wary so he didn't use all his might.
'Oh, crap! Crap!Crap! Is this where it all ends.' Vorden realized he wouldn't be able to dodge on time.
BOOM!
His legs felt the brunt force of the blow and broke. His bones became comparable to a stick broken into multiple pieces.
ARGHHH!!!!
Vorden let out a bone chilling scream. The pain he was feeling was indescribable.
The man in bandana was shocked. He was expecting Vorden to possess at least some kind of strength after all his smart talk. But to his surprise, Vorden was weaker than even possible. That was almost an average kick and his bones shattered like that, even saying weak was an understatement.
Seeing that Vorden was not a threat at all gave the others the courage to join the bandana dude. This time around they held back, they had to hold back so much that they were almost lightly tapping him. But the feeling of superiority was sweet and some even went over board and snapped some of his fingers.
"It's always the same."
"No matter where I am"
"How far I go"
"It's always the same."
...
"I hate it!"
"I hate it!"
"I'm tired of being weak!!!"
"I AM FREAKING TIRED OF IT!!!"Vorden screamed at the top of his voice.
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*TITLE: DAVID*
*[UNLOCKED]*
*SKILLS GAINED:*
*IMPERVIOUS TO PHYSICAL, SONIC AND MIND ATTACK*
*INVINCIBILITY*
*100% ACCURACY*
A white crown appeared on Vorden's head. It looked weird. It gave someone the feeling like it was there and not there at the same time. Vorden began to glow with a white light. It made him look like a god. Nothing can arm him but he can very much wreak havoc.
BOOM!!
Vorden threw a punch to the guy in bandana who was still dumbfounded by the event. The force of the punch sent him slamming into a wall, then another, then another. He kept going through wall until he slammed against an aluminum door thereby creating a huge dent. He was bleeding profusely.
Seeing this, the others -Including D-Boss- knew that they were not about to win this battle so they bolted off.
Nevertheless, Vorden threw a punch towards them. No matter what they did, they couldn't avoid the blow. It was like the blow was destined to hit them no matter what.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!....
Vorden used enough force to put them in a 2 month coma and it all happened in 5 seconds.
The white crown vanished from his head and stopped glowing. He was huffing, sweating and panting as if he just finished a 50 minutes marathon. His limbs grew soft and he fell to the ground.
"This David stuff takes a lot from me. It's only 5 seconds and I'm already this tired. It'll probably take me a few days to get bay strength back." Vorden said.
What was even more amusing was that all the injuries he accumulated from the butt whoop- I mean fight, were healed.
"There you are?" A familiar voice said.
Vorden froze.