The school buzzed with lots of students trying to buy the final tickets to the game between Adrian and Kyle. Marcus has been eliminated. Adrian did well to send out our in the quarter final securing his place in the finals with Kyle. Most of the students couldn't stop talking about it. The news of the ongoing tournament attracted many fighting companies. All were interested in watching the tournament which was being streamed like on televisions and social pages. Kelly stared at Kyle, "Do you think you want to do it?" she asked "You mean, fight Adrian?" he asked Zack nodded. "She is right. With everything you have been facing, don't you think you need to sit this out?" "You are asking me to forfeit the match." Kyle turned to meet their gaze. Zack frowns. "I know you are trying to prove a point or probably get back at Adrian but it is not worth it. Think about how fast your powers are growing. What if you did something unimaginably impossible out there or what if som

Kyle didn't look back. He shoved both hands into his pockets and continued toward the academic block as if Stephan had never existed. Behind him, Stephan's jaw clenched. "So stubborn," he muttered. His grip tightened around the plastic bottle until it crumpled loudly. "Fine. If you won't drink it willingly... you'll drink it another way." He forced himself to calm down before anyone noticed his expression. The hallway was crowded with students rushing to lectures. Perfect. Chaos always created opportunities. ********* Kyle stepped into the classroom just before the lecturer arrived. "Yo!" Zack waved from the back. "Over here." Kyle walked over and dropped into the empty seat beside him. Zack leaned closer. "What did that idiot Stephan want?" Kyle shrugged. "He suddenly wants to become my friend." Zack stared for three seconds before bursting into uncontrollable laughter. "Him? Your friend?" "I know." "You should've punched him." "I considered it." Zack laughed even

Adrian swallowed hard. The water slid down his throat without hesitation. Stephan's smug smile disappeared. For the first time since entering the gym, genuine surprise flashed across his face. "...What the hell are you doing?" Adrian lowered the bottle and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "You said it wasn't poisoned." "It isn't, but—" "Then what's the problem?" Stephan stared at him for several long seconds before shaking his head. "I am not dumb enough to kill him while everyone is watching." he said Adrian waited. His vision slowly went blurry and it felt the ground was shaking underneath his feet. "What did you give to me?" he said with a tiny voice. "Well, that was meant for Kyle. It was supposed to weaken his body just in time for you to knock him out." Stephan replied. Adrian staggered. His eyes twinkled like a drunkard. He was about to fall when Stephan rushed towards him and grabbed him. "I got you." "Get the hell away from me!" Adrian said

Kyle's back slammed against the metal lockers with a deafening crash. The entire row rattled violently. A few locker doors burst open from the impact, bags and towels spilling onto the floor. Kyle slowly pushed himself upright, rubbing the side of his jaw. Then... He smiled. "You finally showed your real face." Adrian stood exactly where he was, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "I warned you." Kyle rolled his shoulders before spitting a little blood onto the tiled floor. "You punch harder than before." "I wasn't trying to impress you." "No." Kyle cracked his neck. "You were angry." Silence filled the room once again. Outside, the cheers from the arena grew even louder. The announcer's voice echoed faintly through the walls. "The main event will begin in just a few minutes!" Neither of them moved. Neither of them cared. Kyle wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked back at Adrian. "So that's all it takes." "What?" "A few wor

Adrian threw another punch and knocked out the air out of Kyle. "Wow!" The commentators shouted almost at the same time. "Is this the end of one of Howard's brothers?" A bald man who was holding the microphone said with a smile. The referee walked towards Kyle and immediately began to count. "One!" "Two!" "Three." "Four!" "Five."Kyle felt his heart raced. Sweat tickled down the corner of his chin. His stomach was on fire. He shut his eyes and when he opened them again, he could barely see."What the fuck." he said slightly Meanwhile, Adrian was feeling the same way too. He walked back into the corner of the ring trying to steady himself. He knew all he had to do was land another crucial blow at Kyle. "Six." "Seven.""Eight." "Nine."Kyle got up before the count of ten. The referee looked at him, "Are you alright?" Kyle didn't answer immediately.His chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as he forced himself to focus on the referee's face. Everything around him was sp