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Dawsoe20
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In the center of the stadium a lone figure stood dazed as he looked around the roaring crowd. Their eyes were ignited with a twisted passion that instilled a gripping fear over the young man. This person who was dumbfounded by his position at the center of the stadium floor was just a day ago passed out in an abandoned cart and woken just minutes ago in a roll about jail cell. He was look anxiously around the sealed exits that surrounded him from each of the four exists. Now he was truly lost. He began to tear up and lose his ability to stand as the crowd surged in another uproar. One of the doors was apparently beginning to open up. All of a sudden a voice came booming over the crowd’s screaming performance.
“For our first event, we have a special surprise for you to enjoy tonight folks!. From Virwitch’s top five most wanted list, we have captured the vagrant known only as ‘Crazy’ for your entertainment. Shall he last more than two minutes against ‘The Dragon’ and he’ll earn his life for one more night. In accordance to Governor Haust’s degree and for your own safety we also have the head of the Virwitch Task Force here to ensure our events tonight are of the most enjoyment and controlled. Let’s hear it for our own’s city Chief Donald Wright.” announced a very exuberant man at the top of the stadium floor wall. The crowd errupted in applause. “Without further ado, let the challenge begin!” A deafening cheer came from the audience as the gate was finally opened fully.
Two men sat side by side high in the boxed balcony as this scene unfolded. Both were humungous in stature. The first was an older man with much bulk that showed through his blue suited form. His cigar moved from side to side as the night drew on. He wore a pair of round glasses with a dark viridian tint. On both hands he fashioned a plethora of rings, jeweled and stoned with every gem imaginable. The second man could be no older than 25, but his own size was immense. From his chair he still sat at an incredible five and a half feet tall, and his long leisure tail brushed the ground with it’s two pointed tips. He was clean shaven with a strong jaw and broad nose bridge. His hair was short and greased back. On his lap lay his hands, fingers interlocked and thumbs swinging freely watching the action about to take place. A look of concern was slowly creeping into the corners of his eyes though.
“I’m glad you accepted my invitation Mr. Pike, among those of us with money, I think it’s a great way to show our common ground with the common man by attending such festivities as these, wouldn’t you agree?” asked the man with glasses. Another figure stood only feet behind in the darkest of shadows, a bodyguard in an odd black masked cloth.
“Hmph,” responded Mr. Pike giving more attention to the spectacle below.
“Well it’s also a good thing we can have this meeting in such a public place. Nobody would think that one such as yourself would be on good terms with a man of my high standing. This’ll do wonders for you in the days, to come my boy, just wait and see.” continued the man.
Mr. Pike remained silent. His mind quickly drifted back to his mother who he’d seen in the hospital a week ago before she passed away. He refocused back to the stadium. Below the young man was slowly realizing his true predicament.
Crazy wiped his tears on his sleeveless arms and directed his wetted eyes to the now open gate. A claw emerged from the dark shadows and a silhouetted form could be seen clearly now crawling from the darkness. Swinging quite hypnotically was thick spiked tail, dangling over the reptile’s body. The ‘Dragon’ or so it was called was now in full view. It’s snout was at least three feet long and it’s body had to be three times that size. It stood almost as tall as Crazy and focused it’s skull mounted eyes on the lone individual’s figure. As it slowly approached, a couple gates opened on the sides of the young man and emerged were a mounted and armed squad of men with long metal sticks on horses. Crazy also noticed the shiny lights that were flashing at the end of these odd sticks. He didn’t know why they were here, but he was more terrified than ever now.
All at once the creature charged him. A blaring horn sounded after this and unbeknownst to Crazy an overhead clock began to count down. Crazy immediately retreated from the lizard beast. He ran almost on his legs and hands for a minute and then seemed to try to run normally. As he got closer to the wall of the stadium one of the mounted riders stuck out one of the shiny sticks at him. A giant jolt shot through Crazy’s body. The pain was unbearable and sent him to his knees in a second. As he recovered from the sudden shock, he could hear the hiss of something behind him. The reptile had locked onto one of Crazy’s hamstrings and was now holding him tight. In an instant it pulled back violently. Crazy who had gasped into the first bite now roared in anguish finding his breathed. The crowd cheered and shouted with insanity.
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Up above, Mr. Pike watched this merciless display with much discomfort. He began tapping his thumbs in rapid succession as his heart raced.
“You know that criminal is as good as finished, so if you’d just like to talk about our arrangements for a bit we can go back to my suite and….”began the man with glasses.
“No….it’s fine. I said I would meet you here to watch the events and I’ll stay true to my word Mr. Westing.” cut in Pike sound nonchalant about the whole scene. Inside though he was beginning to feel something stir.
“Very well, Mr. Pike. Let’s enjoy this then,” chuckled Westing.
Crazy was flung fiercely to the creatures left side. His arms were locked over his head as the lizard jerked his limb to the other side. He felt the teeth bare deeper into his flesh like burning blades. There was nothing for him to do, but he slowly began feeling a primal urge come over him. This monster meant to kill him and unless he could do something, he was sure it would have no problem succeeding. His leg was just then swallowed a bit as the beast rose Crazy in the air in an effort to bite down on a bigger piece of meat. Crazy’s entire leg was now almost in the mouth of this ‘Dragon’ and he felt his heart race as he finally let go of his head with both hands. Crazy lunged forward stretching with extreme flexibility and tearing at one of the creature’s eyes atop it’s long head. Immediately it cried out in pain and drop the young man. Bloodied and limp Crazy put his bad leg down and knuckles to the ground. The fight had taken a dramatic turn.
From out of nowhere the beast turned to it’s side eyeing Crazy with it’s only good ball and swinging it’s tail with incredible speed at him. Crazy rolled around the assault and gripped onto the fifth limb quite easily, moving with it through the air like a flag on a pole. Crazy couldn’t be shaken though, in the next instant he was mounted on the creature’s back. It rolled right away in a desperation hoping to crush the elusive man, but to avail. Crazy had dismounted the beast and now had it’s giant head wrapped up in a tight two armed grip. As it attempted to roll back up from it’s poor position it was met by a growing pressure at the base of it’s head. Crazy growled and slowly broke into a roar as he bent the lizard’s head to the side. A snap was heard a moment later and the Crazy still holding the monster breathed raggedly. His body reacted violently to the mounted men who came closer and closer to the dead beast he held between his arms now.
A buzzing sound fired through the air of the stadium now. The clock had wound down. The crowd booed and hissed. Westing was laughing with much delight and Pike had finally felt a bit at ease now that the fighting was over. The announcer’s voice came back to life.
“Ladies and gentlemen it seems our local criminal has bought himself another night to live, but I don’t think that sounds too appealing for those of you who’ve showed up this one night only.” A rumble and roar is all that could be sensed. “Well since our prized ‘Dragon’ won’t be partaking in our festivities from now on I think it’s only fair we satisfy our boredom. It’s time for the ‘Carnage Pack’.” The mounted men left the stadium floor quickly through one gate as another opened. Four giant grizzlies stampeded towards the wounded man.
“What’s going on?” Mr. Pike quickly queried.
“That boy just cost this stadium one of it’s star attractions. They’re just going to put him down one way or another. See those men with rifles behind the south gate. Heh, even if the bears don’t get him this audience will get their satisfaction,” explained Westing.
On the stadium floor Crazy’s frenzy had been met with equal ferocity as the angry bears ran at him. He could feel the floor of the stadium shake with the thousand of pounds of claw and teeth racing at him. As the first bear launched a set of jaws at Crazy’s head he rolled back, feet in the air, only to have a tall black shadow jump in front of him before he could fire off his attack. Before him stood a giant of a man at least if not more than seven feet in height with shiny hair and a black suit with a tail. In the next second the first bear was rolled over to the man’s side several feet away. The man looked over his shoulder to the vagrant sprawled up on the floor.
“Look buddy, you’re going to be alright don’t worry.” Mr. Pike said quite softly.
Crazy began to lose the crazed gaze he had moments ago as the words of this hulking man sounded as soothing as any he had ever heard in his life. The pain in his leg was creeping back up on him once again. Tears swelled in his eyes and he kept gently grabbing at his leg between his short sobs. In the next couple seconds Pike torn down all fighting spirit the bears had in a few well placed blows. Being careful enough to keep the creatures in decent condition he then picked up the crying Crazy and made his way hastily to the stadium way nearest to them.
“Stop those men!” cried out the announcer. Security forces were making their way to the two men, but could not catch up from across the stadium. Pike bound up and over the wall without much trouble and made his way through the exist. The crowd began to ‘boo’ and throw various objects at the security team failing to apprehend the criminal and his accomplice.
“Well it would seem Mr. Nicholas Pike is giving us more than just one problem now.” said Westing in an agitated manner as he rose from his seat. “Tetsuo, you know what you need to do. Negotiations have ended before they even had a chance to begin. I’ll see you tonight.” The shadowy figure before Westing stood in silence as his master left the room.
Mr. Pike only had one place in mind to take his new acquaintance and he only hoped he wouldn’t be stopped before he got there. Across the city a small ship was pulling into the Virwitch docks among the bustling stockyard. Garrinski, Flashy, and Vash stood in the street looking through it’s grimy inhabitants and dingy signs. They could sense it. There was an ominous presence around every corner in this forsaken city.
-End of Chapter 3
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Another chap. well done .
I was getting more and more interesting after Pike help Crazy . Just can't wait to see what happens next .
Keep up the good work .
though, Pike can have a bit more description on him .
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