Saga 3 Episode 45: Not So Different After All

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Adonis YunThanaCho Kiriyu
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[6/16/2016 2:17:06 AM] Torres: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=28GpKacWLWI )

It’s been awhile since everything with those wolves and their war with the white haired people. Wilson tells me they are called “warlocks” or something like that. I don’t know much about any of that. Since helping those guys out and killing that monster called Axeman, I’ve been back to trying to hide the kind of person that I am. I sometimes find myself lost in all of it but I manage with all the training that Wilson keeps me under. It helps that a lot of the time we are in an astral projection and not really doing much with our physical bodies. Last time I actually did anything on that level was a few weeks back when he took me to that Elf realm and fight some Dark Elves who were trying to take the whole place over. I’ve realized that I am a lot stronger than I anticipated…It’s caused a lot of internal arguments on what I should…or should not do…with my powers. Part of me really wants to keep everything hidden away from the world. I see how certain people who are too strong get looked at in this world. Sure, everyone loves the small city hero who can be relatable to them. But what about the kinds of people who can do things that their mind can’t fathom? My father must think the same thing since he hasn’t come out to the world and televised his own magical capabilities. Oh well…just more for me to think about then.

The current time in Kasaihana is late in the afternoon with the sun beginning to move down towards the western horizon. The sky has a faint blue appearance that slowly transitions to a purple off of the light of the sun. Thousands of feet in the sky is a floating object that is nowhere near big enough to be an aircraft. It is actually the muscular teenager and sorcerer’s apprentice, Adonis Yun. His left leg is crossed over his right as if he were sitting down in a chair. Dark blue jeans cover his legs with old black & white converse covering his feet. He wears a tight black shirt with a red flannel over it. Short black hair sways in the high winds of the atmosphere. Iceburg blue eyes gaze down at a book that he is reading while also using his small levels of telekinetic control to hold the book up with his mind. His right index finger makes a turning motion and the page of the book turns over to reveal the next page of information. The sound of an airplane in the vicinity catches his attention and he looks in front of him to see one of the planes taking off from Kasaihana International.

I always find myself gazing at these aircrafts and envy the people who are on them. I know, how can I envy people who need a craft to fly when I can just do it myself? I guess…I guess it really has to do with the fact that I appreciate the idea of what the plane represents. It’s not just an aircraft, it’s a vessel that carries all those people to better places. Most people only use planes to go on vacation or visit family and all that jazz…Planes are always taking people to where they can enjoy themselves and get in touch with those that have become distant.

Adonis watches the plane as it fades into the distance to disappear from sight almost half a country away. After losing sight of the plane, he realizes how low the sun is. He looks down towards the ground of the city. His vision zooms in like a hawk and he is able to pinpoint a white teenage female who is walking and texting on her phone. With his eagle like vision he reads the small font of the time on the top right corner of her phone and realizes that he has five minutes to get to work before he is late!

Adonis: AH SHIT!

Closing the book, his left hand swipes across the back of the spine to take a quick grip of it, and he then kicks off his back feet to launch himself forward in a blazing force of speed. As he pushes himself forward his body releases a sonic boom, creating a small circular shape of energy in his wake. It doesn’t take more than a moment for Adonis to fly down to downtown district two. On the downtown strip there is a coffee shop called “Quinte Coffee.” To keep himself hidden away from pedestrians Adonis comes down in one of the back allies. His body slows to a screeching hault just a few feet from the ground and he begins to levitate in the air. The sudden dispersion of energy sends out a gust of wind but it goes unnoticed by those who are walking the strip. Once he lowers himself to the ground, his feet press onto the surface of the street and all would seem to be smooth in the daily trek to work. He appears out of the alley right next to the building where his coffee shop is. When he gets onto the street he looks to his right and sees the large Yun Tower that is always a symbol of a life he could have had. Knowing who his father is Adonis often finds himself wondering about what could have been if he and his mother were more than just a short fling. His face paints the expression of those sad thoughts but he pushes them deep down so that he can walk into work with a smile on his face. As he enters the building his boss, Clint, raises his arms in the air and gives a sigh of relief.

Clint: You gave me a little fright there, kid. I thought you were going to flake on your shift.

Adonis: Aye, by my estimate I still have a few minutes to work with. Better to be barely early than just on time right?

Adonis flashes a bright smile, keeping his inner thoughts about his life and about himself hidden like a mask underneath his skin. Clint nods his head and begins to help another costumer. The young teenager walks into the back to grab his apron and begin his shift. Inside of the coffee shop are dozens of young teens and adults who are working on their own art on their laptops. Some of them come in as groups and are talking around some of the tables they have. Adonis looks out at those groups of people who are close nit groups of friends and it makes his lips curl into a small legitimate smile. It’s a sad fact but he has actually never had “friends” before. Even with people like Mike and Cho, he only knew them for that brief amount of time and then everything has gone back to the normal motions. Seeing groups be happy and laughing with one another is another envy that Adonis has for the normal people of this city.

Clint: Can you go bus table six?

Adonis: Yeah, no problem.

After receiving this order Adonis moves outwards towards the customers. An empty table with a few small plates and mugs keeps people from sitting there. His large hands are able to carry each piece of china on the table and the work day begins.

[6/16/2016 7:56:14 PM] Ana: ”Thana. The World of Gods are amazing. They are all powerful, and all knowing. You will know. You will live on forever. You are Thanos incarnate, and you will aid this world with the help of your beloved soon to come. Goodbye, my dear immortal princess…”

 Thana woke up in a cold sweat. Her chest hurt, or more specifically, the device in her chest made her hurt. The sixteen year old brunette pulled herself up into a sitting position, and her knees came up to rest against her chest while she propped her elbows up against her knees, burying her face into the sweaty palms of her hands. The sound of a clock ticking in the distance filled the room, along with the sound of her steady breathing.Turning her head, all she saw was 2:40 AM staring back at her. It was the third night this week that this happened. Waking up in the middle of the night with the same voice in her head saying the same thing. The same words over and over again.

“Jupiter. Zeus. Neptune. Poseidon. Pluto. Hades. O mighty trio of old, Roman and Grecian, watch over me, body and soul. Watch over the body of Thana, thou kin of old. Have no pain come to body ‘o mine nor her. We pray you.” Thanatos, or Mors, God of Death, stared down at the young body of Thana as she sat in wake. He closed his eyes and dragged the cigarette, sighing in near ecstasy at the taste of death in his lungs.

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Mors. A feminine voice called out to the god, and as he turned, he faced a woman with long, thick, and tightly woven brown hair down her back. Her emerald green eyes stared into the cloudy grey of his own. Her body adorned a wispy, white, and ghostlike dress that trailed behind her graciously. Woven in her hair were flowers from the underworld, but it suited her.

”Diana.”

Diana moved past Mors and without a sound made her way to the window that separated her and the daughter she had bore sixteen long years ago. It is been years, Mors. Why must you stay by my daughter at all times?

”Apollo wished for it so. He is to be reborn soon. As are you. How Pluto had agreed to letting you come here is beyond mysterious.”

Oh, silence, Grim Reaper. I know of my role. I know of the life ahead of me… I had just wanted to see her for the last time. You know as soon as one is reborn, they lose all memories of their past life.

”Ease, young Diana… I know of the rules. I was among those during the time they had been created. Now… As a favor from kin, Apollo will have his wish fulfilled. I shall watch dear Thana, but death? She is far from it. Death… is frightened of her. The immortal princess shall live to its name, and prophecy shall come to light. I, and the others, will watch over her.”

Diana nodded and soon faded away, as did Mors. Along Thana’s mother’s tree, they worshiped the Roman Counterpart, and thus named themselves after gods in which they were deemed worthy of. Her father’s tree consisted of Grecian Counterparts, named and labeled just like his wife’s line.

”Apollo and Diana… Brother and sister in name, husband and wife in body. Sun and Moon… Polar opposites, yet they’ve come together to make a child like you. Great things have been bestowed upon you, Thana. I hope that you are prepared for what is to come…” Was Mors/Thanatos’ last words before he parted as Thana fell prey to exhaustion once more and rested.

Late Afternoon - 7:30 PM

[ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xl4stsZrin0 ]

 Thana groggily sat up from her bed, her brown hair splayed all over her face, sticking out in every direction. She blinked out the blur and rubbed her face furiously, smacking the sleep out of her face. Her arms stretched over her head and she heard her shoulder blades pop, causing her to whine and sigh, returning to a slight slouch before she stood up, her small feet hitting the wooden floor. The touch of cold made her shudder as she trudged her way to the bathroom to freshen herself up, dunking her face into a bowl of ice cold water, surely waking herself up. When she looked up at the mirror, her hazel eyes locked on to her features, examining them thoroughly. No blemishes; no scars; no marks. Perfect. She cleaned the rest of her body up in the shower, her body sticky from the sweat she had from her dream-mare. It took about 15 minutes all together to wash herself, every nook and cranny. Yes. Even down there. No later than 20 minutes, she was fully dressed in gear specially made for her body.

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On her way out, she had grabbed her wallet, her house key, phone, and patted a picture frame on the wall by the door. Stuffing her essentials down her shirt pocket, she rolled her shoulders back.

“Sleep mode. Manual labor will take over.”

 A small humming sound died out and the device in her body dimmed to a grungy blue. She wasn’t relying on that power. Not yet at least. She strolled throughout the busy streets of the city of Kasaihana’s District Two. People bustled around. Kids ran around playing. Dogs and cats howled and mewled for attention of owners and strangers. Babies cried for no apparent reason at all. And it was all normal. Normal... Thana sighed and looked up at the darkening sky as the sun died. Apollo sleeps and allows Diana to light the night for the humans they watch over.

“Just like Mom and Dad did for me…”

 Her stomach growled ungraciously, earning a few giggles from elder women who were just passing by. She rubbed the back of her head sheepishly. Looking up, she searched for some place to eat and her eyes fell onto a coffee shop.

“Quinte Coffee… Sounds cute enough. Why not?”

 Thana quickly crossed the street and made her way over to the shop, and as she opened the door, she was hit with the warmth and smell of freshly brewed coffee and the sound of clicks and clacks and chatter of individuals on their phones and laptops. Hipsters. Go figure. She seemed to catch the attention of a few of them, earning a wolf whistle in which she brushed off and ignored completely. She had her eyes elsewhere while she walked in another direction, accidentally bumping into a male, who was bussing tables,  gently. She held her hands out and cringed, biting down on her lip slightly.

“Oh, geez… Uhm. My bad... I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry.”

 Thana would’ve immediately moved out of the way and moved around him to take a seat at a booth in the corner, sitting back and taking look at the menu they had set up on the table, a small smile on her plump, pink lips as she read over the material, her stomach growling even louder the second time and her cheeks burned red, glancing around to see if anyone had heard.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qmfJqvSuzmw&index=93&list=PLYNBny7IRlVnrGC-RuQIVVorxDUTCk6dV )

\*”I\*

\*Hate\*

\*Chases”\*

\_Three easy words to sum up the type of day the junior officer in training Cho Kiriyu was having at this moment in time. The sound of his feet hitting the wooden floors of an abandoned area inside of an apparent complex in construction would’ve echoed through his ears. In his eye sight was a man he’d been on the tail of for weeks. Some new flunky straight from Russia, an ex Spetnaz agent hell bent on bringing an uprising of Russian Mafia over here to the city of Kasaiahana. Cho was hell bent on preventing that atrocity from happening and it’d start with this guy right here. Still he didn’t actually expect the guy to be worth a damn but he was quick on his feet. Cho cornered him living with some woman who he’d been threatening and abusing for weeks now. After a brief struggle, the prep shot cho in the chest with a shotgun, hence explaining the giant hole in the front of his white t-shirt and the scattered burn marks on his neck, and chin. His brown leather jacket tied around his waist by the sleeves and his kahki cargo pants rustling with every motion of his beat up Nike tennis shoes.\_

Cho: NO POINT IN RUNNING OLD MAN! –Cho turns a corner as the suspect does to keep chase.- YOU CAN’T OUT RUN ME!!!

Criminal: -thick Russian accent- Who said I had to? You’re the one in for a world of trouble!

\_As Cho began to dart down the hall behind him the man would’ve leapt up and with his feet first he’d kick the glass of the window propelling himself outwards! As he did this, he turned in mid air, and clamped his teeth down on the pin of a grenade! Tossing it back towards Cho’s direction! As Cho pushed off of his right foot to jump as well the grenade and himself met face to face before the small utter of a word left the wolfbloods lips.\_

Cho:…word?

\*KABOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!\*

\_A large explosion a few blocks down the central teenage hang out areas of District 2 could’ve been heard throughout said area where a quiet little coffee shop sat across from a quiet little library. The Russian turned around to look at his handy work for a moment before taking a toothpick from his pocket and sticking it between his teeth. He looked around, pulling a hood up over his head and disappearing into the crowd of gathering people who wanted to see just who all was hurt in this explosion! Moments later however, the same repetitive sound of footsteps slamming onto a surface became advent once again, only this time it was the stone tile of the apartments rooftop. The figure being the young wolfblood cop who now had black cinder spots on his face, and a bit of smoke fuming from his hair and body. He sprinted across the rooftop unable to contain his frustration as his fangs bared over his lips. He grunted as he sprinted, before he’d leap to his left, wallrunnning for a second, before kicking off of the higher elevated building surface and landing onto the ground. With the Russians musky cologne filling his enlightened nostrils he sprinted towards a metallic railing, leaping and hopping off of it to the next building over. His feet hitting the ground for only a second before he started to his left again to wall run, and latch onto a water pipe, turning the corner sharply and hitting the ground with a roll before taking off into another dead end sprint.\_

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\_Having the leighway of his target thinking he’d caught the jump on him, he’d begin scaling his way down the buildings, with leaps, flips, and tricks he’d learned by using his Half Wolfblood form to increase his athletic potential to new heights. Cho didn’t have a lot of fancy powers, so he had to make up for it by being as physically adept as his body would allow him to be, and sure enough he was catching up to the criminal at hand as he made his way down descending buildings.\_

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\_He  was only one story below him and without a second thought he lunged off of the top of the building beside the Quinte Coffee shop, and dove right atop of the back of the man with the fury of an angry dog! The man sticking his hands out to prevent his face hitting the ground, showing excellent reflexes, he lifted up pushing Cho up and off the top of his body! Cho threw his body forward in a summersault, and the two of them stationed outside of the giant glass window began to scrap right there on the spot! Cho throwing a right straight only to have his hand caught by the Russian mob member! The Russian began throwing an assortment of kicks at the back of Cho’s leg and his abdomen. He only got three kicks in before Cho used his free arm to block the third kick, to turn the tide! The Russian then let go and attempted a spinning round house only for Cho to let his body fall backwards, and lash his own leg up at the chin of the now finished revolving Russian! The kick impacted him and caused him to stagger  and fall to a knee for a moment, allowing Cho to fall to his back, only to kick himself up with both legs and, and with a wild spin to his right Cho launched the base of his right foot smack against the chest of the Russian causing him to fly through the coffee shop’s window towards the short haired brunette woman taking refuge in a corner booth! Glass hitting the floor as to whether or not she moved or let the Russian impact her being, Cho would’ve hopped through the window, and withdrawing the gun from the back of his jeans, his police badge hung loosely from his neck. Undoing the safety and holding it with both hands, Cho pointed the gun at the downed Russian and yelled.\_

Cho: Like I told you earlier you’re under arrest dirt bag! No body move, this is a police investigation!-sniffs the air- you guys sell doughnuts? I’d like some doughnuts! Chocolate glazed with SPRINKLES! –he paused- and a Mocha frappe with whip cream.

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[6/16/2016 11:36:54 PM] Torres: After gathering all the mugs and plates that the people left behind, Adonis turns around and begins to make his way towards the kitchen. But without paying attention he bumps into a young female customer who had been making her entry into the shop. He looks up at her with a surprised expression on his face when he hears her apologize to him.

Adonis: It’s okay. I should pay attention more.

She goes on her way as does he. Once in the back of the kitchen there is a sound that stands out to Adonis. A few blocks away there is an explosion and while he cleans the dishes his ears pick up on the feint sound that a grenade would give off. Not quite used to having full control over his powers, Adonis stops washing dishes for a moment – trying to see if he can hear anything else.

That was strange. For a second there I thought I heard-

Before he can finish his own thought – the sound of shattering glass catches his attention. Some of the customers begin to scream and move out of the way to avoid the glass. A Russian man comes barreling in from the outside; completely falling onto the body of the female Adonis had bumped into prior to this. Adonis comes running out to see what is going on and he happens to come right at the moment where the Russian is rolling back up to his feet with a few small pieces of glass poking into his arms. Adonis’ eyes widen when he looks out of the hole in the building to see Cho standing on the other end of this. The young teenager recognizes him but he had no idea he was a cop now. The Russian lowers his body to make his way towards Clint and he swiftly grabs the coffee shop manager with his right arm.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F5PXuzu\_7rA )

His right arm slides across the front of Clint’s neck, holding it firmly to the point that it begins to choke the helpless male. His free hand pulls out a pistol and he begins to point it at all of the bystanders and even Cho.

Russian: Nobody make a move or I will blow this guy’s head off!

Adonis slowly balls his hands into fists, trying to restrain himself from getting involved. He tries to convince himself that Cho can handle this situation on his own, but he knows with one quick motion he can end it right here.

Don’t make me do this. Don’t make me get involved.

Clint: Somebody help me!

Hearing Clint yell for help brings the Russian to slam the bottom of the handle down across Clint’s face, pistol whipping him on the nose and it shatters. Blood begins to drip out of Clint’s nose like a faucet and Adonis simply looks down.

Russian: Shut the hell up or I will pop one into your skull and grab another person here! This shit cop ain’t taking me in!

Damn him for making me do this…

Adonis slowly begins to look up and as he does so some people look over and see the glowing red eyes that he has. The bright red glow of his eyes strikes fear into many of the civilians who have never seen something like this before in person. Without any hesitation, Adonis fires off two thin red lines of energy that release themselves out of his eyes in the form of thin energy beams. Because of his position he is actually facing the back of the Russian, so he has to maneuver the beams to make a few turns to hit where he is aiming. If Cho were watching, he’d see the energy beams fly through the sky actually heading towards him! But just as they get a few feet passed Clint and the Russian, they’d make an instant hard right ninety degree turn and begin to head to the right. It takes a few more feet to get on mark with the robber. Once it does the energy beams make another hard right angle turn, completing the U-turn motion that the beams needed to take. With precise aiming, Adonis able to get his eye beams to hit right on the tip of the pistol’s barrel. The beams melt right through the gun and easily pierce through the gripping hand that holds the pistol. The Russian’s hand becomes covered in the vat of melted metal and lead and he screams out in pain!

Russian: GYAHHHHH! SON OF A BITCH!

Clint drops down to the ground after the Russian moves a few feet back, turning to see Adonis slowly walking straight towards him.

Russian: You little shit!

After saying this, the Russian charges towards Adonis and with his good hand he throws his fist forward and slams a hard punch right into Adonis’ face. The sound of bone shattering like glass echoes throughout the coffee shop and many of the onlookers cringe at the sight that is in front of them. The Russian’s hand slams into Adonis’ face. Starting from the knuckles all the way up to his forearm his bones shatter and force some of them to plunge through his skin to be seen by the naked eye. The Russian begins to cry out in pain even more now as both arms are seemingly taken out of the fight. Adonis’ body doesn’t even flinch, standing there as if he weren’t even hit. What stands out most is that even when people can tank a punch, their skin reacts to being hit. But for Adonis’ case his face didn’t even move. There was no ripple of his cheek being pushes in from the fist. It’s as if his face was so hard that the punch didn’t even have the strength to make his skin move! After the Russian becomes indisposed due to the capacity of his arms now both being two long wet spaghetti noodles, Adonis extends his right hand out towards the chest of the Russian. With a simple touch of his fingertips onto the Russian’s chest Adonis is able to exert enough strength to send the man flying back through the window that he originally entered in from. The Russian spits out blood as he flies through the air, showing signs of pain as if he had taken a punch instead of just a touch on his chest. The direction he flies in is directly towards Cho with Adonis having the general idea that Cho would be able to catch him. Once, or rather if he does catch him, Cho would be able to see that the man had been knocked unconscious from his body unable to take the pain that Adonis has shelled out on him in that short amount of time. A slight gust of wind pushes into the shop from the exposed window, forcing strands of black hair to move effortlessly across Adonis’ forehead.

Adonis: I believe that belongs to you…

The silence that follows seems to weird Adonis out. He looks around and people still have the look of fear written on their faces. All of them are now more pushed to the walls than before when the Russian entered, threatening to shoot them. Clint hops back up to his feet and when Adonis turns to gaze upon him, he is only met with a disgusted expression.

Adonis: You are all safe. I stopped him. He won’t hurt you.

Clint: They aren’t scared of him! It’s you!

Adonis raises a brow, beginning to look a little confused.

Adonis: I just stopped him from shooting you.

Clint: And you practically killed that guy to do it. This is why the registration exists, to keep people like you away from doing whatever the hell you want. Get out of this shop, you’re fired. We shouldn’t have hired a metahuman like you to begin with.

[6/16/2016 11:37:34 PM] Torres: Adonis looks around and feels like he is the elephant in the room. Almost everyone in here gives him that disgusted stare as if he were the bad guy for simply taking the bad guy down. Was that so bad? Was what he did so extreme? Adonis balls his hands into fists again and just as he does that, one of the customers yells out.

Customer: He’s going to attack again!

That brings Adonis to look up at him, not with an expression of anger or hatred…but with sadness and disappointment. All he wanted to do was save them, and now he is ostracized by them. Adonis turns and makes his way through the exit without a single word. His hand pushes on the handle of the door and within the next few seconds his body would disappear down the sidewalk.

 [12:38:58 AM] Ana: “Is there anything else you want suga?”

“No. That'll be all. Thank you, Deni.”

“Noooo problem!~ everything’ll be done in about ten minutes. You just sit an- AH!”

 Thana quickly pushed Deni out of the way as another body came crashing down against hers from the outside. She grunted violently from the force of the impact and winced as the glass cut her exposed skin and attempted to split her suit. She sighed as he rolled off of her, giving her room to breathe as she slowly moved up onto her hands and knees.

“You.. Are going to pay for that…”

 However she was stuck in her tracks as the male she bumped into shot… The fuck? Laser beams? From his eyes? She knew to believe this. There were other \_abnormals\_ like her. But how would everyone react? Thana looked around, pain striking through her heart from the terrified looks on the face of many. She held back her tongue and continued to watch on, eyes widening as the Russian invader had broken his own hand when attacking the super-male. And then the rest that followed… Well it took the cake. Thana fell back into her ass in a glass free zone, a smile forming on her lips at the amazing sight that appeared before her.

“Woah…”

 She then looked around. Mothers held their children away from the center. Husbands and friends ushered their acquaintances out of the broken coffee shop. What were they afraid of? That super guy just defeated the guy who tried to kill the owner, and they're giving him that look? And then the owner had the… Oh no. No no no no no… Thana looked from the civilians, to the owner, and back to… Him. Is this what my kind are afraid of…? This fucking thing? It nearly brought tears to Thana’s eyes. Why was he the bad guy? Her eyes trained on his fists as they tightened and then… It had been longer than five seconds. Long enough to get up to her feet, and prepare the Roar of the King. The Roar of the King is a specially made and calibrated move that was developed within the time in the lab with the Doctor. The Roar of the King allows sound waves to be multiplied to a near deafening frequency of 20,000 Hertz to anyone BUT the caster. To cast the move, the required set up time is five full seconds. Amplifiers within the gloves Thana wears does... well, amplify the sound as oxygen builds up in Thana's lungs, chest inflating while her waist thins and tightens. When released the roar of a lion is amplified from Thana's vocals, elongating them with the air in her lungs, and magnify the reverberation of the "roar" up to 100 dBAs. ( Sounds at 100 dBA can cause damage in hair cells within 30 minutes of listening ) for these civilians, she went up to 120 dBA ( measurement of a front seater at a rock concert ).

\_\*”THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT’S ENOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

 Windows would shatter from the shop and down the next two blocks. Car alarms would go off. Dogs would bark, cats would yowl, babies would scream. Everyone in the shop would drop down and cover their ears. The Roar would've lasted for a full five seconds. Once everyone manage to get their hearing back, they’d see a brown haired teenager with tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

“You shun a man who saved your lives, knowing DAMN WELL that none of you would have the balls to take on that gunman. Especially you, you filth. I don't know what kind of boss you are, but is that how you thank a man who saved your life? YOUR life? Metahumans have feelings too! HE DIDN’T HAVE TO SAVE YOU! HE COULD’VE LEFT YOU TO DIE AND EVERYONE ELSE HERE TO DIE! He… He could've turned away… I know you're scared. You're all scared of people like… Like him.”

Another individual screamed, “THAT THANG AINT NO HUMAN GIRLIE!”

“THEN WHAT IS HE? HE IS FLESH. HE IS BLOOD. He is for sure, SOUL and BODY, a human. People like you, who judge at looks and not action or character are the kind of people I hate the most…”

 Thana turned and left to go and follow super boy, but before she left, she stopped and looked back at all of them, and spoke.

“The lot of you are what you fear and hate the most. Hypocritical monsters… Shame on you all.” She turned. “Second Origin. H.O.M.E. Wake. 60 Fold.”

 The device in her body began to glow and it earned a few gasps as she flashed bright blue. At the bat of an eye, she was gone, dust in her tracks, a trail of blue like right behind her before fading. She was going to find him. And she was going to help him. Thana knew just the people that would accept him for him, just like they accepted her. She’d be zipping all around the corners of District Two in search of her super boy.

\_Cho would’ve held the gun towards the perp who’d seemed to raise up and take hold of a hostage. Cho let a bead of sweat roll down his forehead as he tried to look at the situation at all angles.\_

Cho: Shit…a hostage scenario. Am i… am I fast enough to…

\_Cho began to shift his weight to the balls of his feet, about to make a risqué maneuver to try and divert the hostage scenario from taking place. However he didn’t have to move at all it seemed as a massive figure in the back ground made its presence known and it was a face he’d actually recognized from earlier on. Cho’s brows raised in surprise as he never knew what happened to the gut but boy was he glad to see him here. He was going to ask the guy to lend a hand, but he took that initiative on his own. Firing red laser beams at Cho’s direction which made him instinctively begin to lean back not entirely sure wether they were aimed at him or another target. However when the beams u turned and melted the gun to the perps hand Cho smiled, putting the gun back into his pants.\_

Cho: Myyyyy man.

\_Cho watched the man be pushed out towards the window and as he was, Cho side stepped the body and let it crash onto the cement. He made his way back out, hopping over the broken glass and mounting himself on the back of the man and he began to handcuff his hands behind his back.\_

Cho: You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you in the court of law. –stands up- you have the right to an attorney, not really, if you can’t afford one, one will be provided for you and blah blah blah. –puts a finger to the blue tooth in his ear- I got an attempted murder, breaking and entering and arsenal case. I’ve arrested the perp infront of Quinte Coffee, I repeat Quintee Coffee. That place with really good doughnuts and the Charcoal Dark Mocha special. Yeah the one with whip cream. Alright cool.

\_\*”THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT’S ENOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”\*

\_Cho then heard a loud scream that not only scorched the ear of the person listening to Cho on the Bluetooth, but also Cho himself with gritted teeth and a wide eyed gaze. The scream was so loud his wolf ears AND tail popped out for a moment before he fell to the ground covering his sensitive hearing utensils and letting them recede back into his head. His hair was standing straight up as he turned to see the brunette woman from earlier who was nothing special to look at aside for the massive showing of gluteus maximus through her “I want you to but don’t want you to look” outfit. He went to say something but paying attention to what she was saying and seeing the fact that Adonis wasn’t there anymore, he listened to her speak.

“You shun a man who saved your lives, knowing DAMN WELL that none of you would have the balls to take on that gunman. Especially you, you filth. I don't know what kind of boss you are, but is that how you thank a man who saved your life? YOUR life? Metahumans have feelings too! HE DIDN’T HAVE TO SAVE YOU! HE COULD’VE LEFT YOU TO DIE AND EVERYONE ELSE HERE TO DIE! He… He could've turned away… I know you're scared. You're all scared of people like… Like him.”

\_Cho walked back inside of the coffee shop during this confrontational stand the woman was taking. As he did he made his way behind the counter, and into the kitchen. Grabbing a to go box he began stuffing it full of doughnuts, and even took the notion to make himself a special mocha coffee. Walking out after the woman left out to go in search of the gentle giant Cho begins walking out, munching on a chocolate glazed doughnut. The customer that was originally being yelled at stood up to Shake Cho’s hand.\_

Customer: Thank you for doing your job officer.

\_Cho saw them offer their hand out for a handshake, and in response, he swallowed his doughnut and smacked his lips a couple of times.\_

Cho: Wanna see something cool?

\_Cho turned his face away from the customer for a moment before whipping back around with his eyes yellowed, his hair frizzled, his wolfish ears out and his fangs bared. A line of spit hanging from his mouth as he roared loudly at the customer, causing him to fall backwards and onto his ass straight through a table. Cho fixed himself up, using the back of his hand while holding the coffee to straighten his hair back out.\_

Cho: Don’t be hating on the special people. By the way a squad car will be here in a few minutes, to pick up the criminal. I’m confiscating these doughnuts and coffee as a part of the crime scene so. Chea.

\_Cho would’ve walked outside and whistled for his motorbike to come to him. The bike pulled up in front of him and Cho began tying it to the back of the motorcycle and holding the coffee cup in his hand. He sat there for a moment frowning with the corner of his mouth. It was about an hour before the fights at the fight club started, and he needed to hurry. But at the same time after what just happened he needed to go find Adonis and make sure the guy was okay. They weren’t all that close but Cho had a bad feeling that shit like this does get to people.\_

Cho: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh maybe I should make sure he’s okay. He was my war buddy.

\_Cho revved his hover cycle a few time, sipping his free coffee before driving down the street. Adonis smelled of cleaning supplies and teenage white girl coffee toppings so he shouldn’t be hard to track for a while.\_

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1d4C1ZQKmw4 )

Adonis walks down the street, sliding his hands into his pockets. His eyes remain down on the sidewalk in front of him. His facial expression has a frown with his eyes glazed over a bit from using the small amount of power of The Eyes of Magattu. While walking down the streets his ears pick up on the sounds of many different areas in kasaihana city. He can hear the people in downtown happy and enjoying themselves in the tourist location while also hearing the laughter and enjoyment a group of kids have in the distance at Yun Park.

I think that is what makes having the powers I have worse. It’s not just the people who hate me for what I am, but it’s being able to hear and see what the good life is from other people. Normal humans, they just hear what they want to hear and that is where it ends. I have to ear everything. All the laughter, happiness, and excitement people have. Don’t get me wrong I hear the bad stuff too, but it doesn’t hit me as hard as the good. Maybe because I am used to nothing but the bad I have grown to appreciate it. I’ve never been able to enjoy a good happy life, even with my mother. She was sick so often, she did the best she could…I guess I am always meant to be this way.

At that moment he turns to hear the high piercing sound of Thana’s roar. The sound hits his ears and he turns with a face of anger, feeling the high frequency try to hurt him. A vein appears on his neck as he forces the pain down and grunts a bit to contain himself. He quickly realizes that he is not the one being attacked, but he keeps his guard up just in case. A few more seconds pass, nothing seems to follow up the roar except for conversation from Thana, scolding the customers who shunned him.

She’s talking to a blind crowd. She can yell at them until she is blue in the face and they will continue to believe what they want. Earlier in civilization it was a battle of race, then it became about who you loved, even going as far as a battle against genders…now every group in the world has found a new kind of people to scapegoat. Metahumans are people, but that’s not what they see us as. Some are accepted, because they aren’t as “dangerous” as people like me. They fear what they don’t understand. And no one will ever understand me…

Adonis once again turns to walk down the sidewalk once more. He barely gets a few dozen steps down the line before something lifts the hairs on the back of his neck. His mind gives him a sense of something is trying to attack him, even though she isn’t, and it forces Adonis to get his guard up. His first initial thought is it being someone from the coffee shop, but unaware that it is Thana. As he turns around to face the person speeding towards him; he tries to intimidate them by revealing the glowing crimson eyes that he used to create eye beams earlier in this scene.

(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8UDxYu0hw60/T0vBU3zAMkI/AAAAAAAAOwg/-mgS5GQWpoA/s1600/sg+2-03.jpg )

The red glow extends passed his eyes. This is a strong show of force that would stop just about anyone from thinking about trying to attack him or catch him off-guard. Once he realizes that it is the female he ran into earlier before all this happened, he recedes the energy back inside of him; revealing the iceburg blue eyes of his.

Adonis: I appreciate your words in there…But is there something I can help you with?

Before Thana even responds, his ears pick up on the sound of a hover cycle revving up. His vision looks passed Thana to see who is on the bike and he sees that it is Cho also coming towards this direction.

Looks like this day isn’t quite over yet. I wonder what Cho wants now too.

Thana had finally caught sight of Adonis and one look at his glowing eyes made skid to a stop, steam coming right off of her feet until she stopped just five feet in front of him. She had held her hands up and flipped her hair back. Her eyes scanned over his body, swallowing hard. He could really disintegrate her without batting an eye. Or just throw her across the room with a fucking flick of his wrist.

“Easy Super Boy… Easy. I… Uhm… I want to invite you. There’s a club for people like… us. I’ve seen the look in your eyes before, because I’ve had the same look on my face many, many, many times. I would like to invite you to the club, as a friend.”

She extended her hand out to Adonis, waiting for his answer. Her other hand rested on her hip as she popped her hip out to the side. Her hazel eyes seemed to glow as they focused onto his icy blue gaze. Should he take her hand, she’d have smiled warmly at him, grinning with her incisor poking out. If not, then she’d simply retract her hand and say her goodbyes, and walk away. She respected people’s decisions, but one way or another, they would come around to her.

“If it helps, you can know a few things about me. My name is Thana. I’m alone in this world. I have no family, but I have a couple of friends who I can consider it so. I like food, especially ramen, and I like to help out people. People like the civilians in the coffee shop… and people like you, because I don’t like the sad look in your face. If I know that I can help you, it may just start out with a simple, ‘Hello’, right?”

Thana was determined to bring Adonis out to the club. He could express his anger, sadness, and happiness. He’d be surrounded by those like him; He wouldn’t be lonely anymore.

“You wouldn’t be lonely either… And don’t lie to me. I can see it in your eyes that you are, and that’s okay, because I am too. We have at least one thing in common, right?”

 The sound of a hover cycle caused Thana to turn her head, catching sight of the cop that had kicked the Russian dickhead into her, and a tick mark formed on her head. She'd rolled her sleeves up and popped her knuckles, grinding her teeth together at the sight of the stupid boob. Thana swore that she'll rip out his spine from his throat.

"What does he want...?"

IV
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\_As he rode up on not only Adonis but the same booty woman from before his ears twitch slightly. They filtered out the winds that rushed past his sensitive ears, enabling him to hear some of the conversation before arriving. When he did arrive he slowed the bike to a hualt, and let it touch the ground. His foot kicked the kick stand out, and he’d stand up stepping from the bike and sipping the last bit of his coffee before he removed the cup form his lips and smacked them a couple of times.\_

Cho: Man that is some good shit. You know Adonis you might wanna put on some cologne or something, you smell like straight white girl. Pumpkin spice is noooot your scenet.

\_Cho tossed the cup into the nearest trash can before reaching for the box of doughnuts, opening it up and holding it out towards Adonis.\_

Cho: Want one? Might help ease the pain of that friend zone invite I overheard on the way here. It sucks dude I know trust me. You’ve probably got like 48 hours before the door becomes locked. –looks at the girl- Names Cho btw, and you were moving pretty fast back there booty. I could ticket you like a dick and get some quick cash but I’m not about that life. Not when I speed my damn self.

\_Cho took a doughnut from the box wether Adonis did or not and sat on his bike with perfect balance and legs folded before he spoke.\_

Cho: I was gonna ask how you’ve been but that scene gave me a bit more insight than I might’ve wanted. Thanks for the help. Unlike those jerks I appreciate a guy like you. You saved my ass in that war so I know ya better. Don’t let the opinions of those meat bags get to you. Its just the world we live in man. My credentials as a cop are still pending because I’m part dog for Christ sakes. You know they wanted to make me a drug hound for a week. Like that one movie Web Strider V Bloodwolf: Dawn of Deez nuts like’s to quote: people fear what they don’t understand. –Shrugs- Good quote but that was one shitty movie. Sack Zynder can’t direct for shit. Oh speaking of which. –points the half eaten doughnut in Booty’s direction- this club your referring to. You wouldn’t happen to be talking about the Metahuman fight club in D1 would you?...got a case there, and not that  I need it but it’d be nice to not go alone while I do some police work. Kill some time, crack some skulls bro?

\_Cho asked this question and held the shrug that came with it. Suggesting an activity that might take his mind off of what just happened. Cho knew how discrimination felt and it wasn’t a pretty feeling. Not in the slightest. He could relate and decided to do the proper friend thing and maybe offer a bit of guidance and concealment to his situation. Though he was just offering violence as a venting session it usually worked. Sometimes.\_

\_Cho listens to Adonis talk about how he doesn’t want to walk into something half assed and not knowing what it is. Hell who could blame him? Cho when he took on the case of a metahuman fight club wasn’t exactly very on top of it either. This is coming from a boy who spent two of his high school years as a Red Fighter for the Shinpaku Federation. There’s always a catch, and while Cho was a bit skeptical of how this booty chick was glorifying the club made him detect her as a person of interest. None the less he’d been standing around her long enough to know her natural scent. Thanks to his panmiesia he wasn’t going to forget a detail about her. He needed to stop over analyzing things, but alas it’s what made him a good cop to begin with. When she asked if they were in or not Cho would’ve finished off the last doughnut chunk in his hand, before clapping his hands to dust off the sugar particles. He belched before sighing with puffed cheeks and answering.\_

Cho: Well I’m not going to lie to you, you might end up fighting things here that’ll make getting smooshed under an axe look like a blessing. As a cop I don’t lie often so I’ll be honest: this kind of thing is dangerous. There could be plenty of shady behind the scenes business going on, which is the only reason I’m going there to begin with. Something happens to the losers in the fight but it’ not been confirmed what. Best case scenario is you don’t lose. But hell look at you; I don’t see you as the losing type. I’d enter but I think I’ll be doing more spectating. You fight, let me look around, and depending on how often you win it’ll give me more time to look into things. –nods to booty- I’m assuming ol sweet cheeks here is gonna enter too, so all the attention will fall on the both of you. Plus you diiiiiiiiiiiiid get fired. I’m pretty sure you could use a couple hundered tanz. –Cho gave the girl a high five to her open hand.- I’m game. I’m assuming everyone here has their own method of travel. Just follow me or pants-to-tight girl over here.

\_Cho would’ve walked back over to his bike, taking his jacket form his waist and stylishly slipping it back onto his upper body. Fluffing the jacket by it’s opening a bit to adjust it, he’d pull some sun glasses from the coat pocket and slip them onto his face. Pulling a pack of gum from his pocket, and tossing the small piece into the air, tilting his head back, catching it and mounting himself on the bike. He revs the hover engine up one good time, before swerving against the pavement and taking off. The sun had almost set by this time and the night life was about to begin. A full night police work, the smell of cigars and booze, and big tittied ring announcers was ahead of the three of them should they chose to take it on.­\_

[1:32:17 AM] Torres: Hearing the way Thana talks about taking him out to ramen and the tone she uses while saying that brings the large brute to look a little flustered. His face would begin to get a little red on his cheeks at the comment, never had been spoken to like that before, but it fades away before it can be noticed because of Cho being present. Adonis realizes if that Cho saw that he would never be able to live that down. He simply nods his head towards her in a macho man fashion trying to not actually look like that interests him.

Thana: You’ll see me in action, fatty over there can do some investigating, and you, Adonis, can choose whether or not you want to join, but with a body like that, and that kind of blood running in your veins, something tells me you won’t be able to say no.

Cho: Something happens to the losers in the fight but it’ not been confirmed what. Best case scenario is you don’t lose. But hell look at you; I don’t see you as the losing type.

Adonis looks down at himself, wondering why everyone he meets always has to comment about the way he looks. He enjoys the compliments but that seems to be the go to first impression once people meet him, he looks like a brute.

Adonis: You do bring up some good points. I will need money now since I don’t have a job. And it’s not like I can go to-

He stops himself at the end of the sentence, looking up towards Yun Tower in the distance. He shakes it off and looks back towards the two who are eagerly trying to convince him to step into the dangerous game of Metahuman Fighting.

Adonis: You’ll have all the time in the world to find what you need to find. I don’t lose.

Adonis walks behind Cho, releasing his crossed arms once Cho gets on his hover bike. Just as Cho begins to take off, Adonis looks up at him with a few thoughts in his mind playing out like a movie. He then turns to look at Thana. He doesn’t say anything, simply taking in some more thoughts and analyzing some stuff that he keeps to himself. After he takes that time to do this, he bends his knees slightly to lower himself. The ground around him begins to feel lighter as if the gravity shifts just around his body. Some of the pebbles on the ground become lifted in the air in a slow levitation. A push off of his legs launches the large male into the air like a rocket. Adonis places his arms at his sides and catches up to Cho on his hover bike. If the wolfblood looked to his left he’d be able to see Adonis flying beside him effortlessly. The wind blows at his face, pushing his hair back and flattening the clothes he wears onto his body.

[2:05:22 AM | Edited 2:07:25 AM] Ana: She grinned at the sight of the small blush on Adonis’ face. And without looking, she had given Cho a high five in return, but not on his hand. Instead, her hand slammed into his face, hard enough to leave a mark for all the comments about her. The cop was game and now she had waited for Adonis’ answer. She had watched as he stalked up to her, holding back the grin as he tried the little facade. Just as Cho takes off, she could feel Adonis’ eyes on her and she turned to look at him, raising a brow in response. When given no answer in return. She huffed and watched as his body began to lift off the ground and he set off, just flying right beside Cho. Thana had watched them for a bit, eyes lowering but her gaze never left them. Memories were about to be made for sure. Good or bad, she didn't know, but at least she wasn't alone anymore.

“Speed Fold. Ease. 30 Fold.”

Thana’s voice was soft yet powerful, the hum of HOME quieting down to a low him and the brightness dimming only slightly. She took off, keeping a good pace as she ran along side Cho and Adonis. The club was deep within District One. What awaited them? She didn't know, and the other two didn't know either, but one could say, there’ll be a lot of broken bones and blood tonight...

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qbIhceoAjU&index=96&list=PLYNBny7IRlVnrGC-RuQIVVorxDUTCk6dV )\_Besides the slight sting that cross his face from being hit by the skidmarked colored female that accompanied them he loved this time of day. The night was fresh and it was full of time to think. His sunglasses on and his night vision in full, he drove the bike with Adonis and Thana at his sides. The lights were beginning to pop on above them, and it was a pretty sweet sight. Cho usually drove on purpose but tonight wasn’t that kind of night for him. They were coming up into District 1, his home district. He’d forgotten to call his mom and let her know of his whereabouts but he’d be sure to shoot her a text when he got close enough to being stationary. A few miles later they were here. The place disguises itself as a bar called “The Red Star.” Cho suspected it was pretty much Russian owned, but he was going to dig that and much more up later on down the line of things. As he parked his bike outside, he’d hop off of it, and begin fixing up his coat again, taking his sunglasses and putting them in his pocket. The red mark gone off of his face, as his mother hit harder than that, and he’d look at the other two\_

Cho: Alright booty you know this place so I don’t need to tell you anything. Adonis, stick with her. I’m gonna get you registered, might make a couple of bucks off of you myself. There’s two rings, so two fights are always happening at once. Makes more sense that way because some people just don’t know how to end fights like they’re supposed to.

\_Cho began making his way inside and as he did, Adonis would’ve been hit in the face with sensory overload. The first floor was of course the bar and the strip club, that most of the scumbags with hard on’s made their way to stop remembering what they came here to forget. Busty women abroad sliding down the poles, and grinding on the laps of fat men and speedballs, Cho wasn’t interested in any of this. Ooooh no. He’d go straight to the giant red door that had a star on it. Slipping through it and down the long stair case they made their way to the basement level. The sound of roaring cheers could be heard as when they arrived in the room it was a giant establishment, the size of a football field in here with bar tables, another bar with much STRONGER alcohol, and two pits in the center of the room. The pits were wide and spacious, made of Triple Platinum-Tungsten steel. Metahumans can break almost anything but at least with this stuff it takes some “umph” to knock it down. Plus it helps contain the true freaks who use projectile powers and what not. Cho takes his badge off and slips it into his pants pocket. He disappears from those two and makes his way over to the service counter where he meets an old man there.\_

Cho: Yooo Petey Pabloooo. What’s up man I need to enter my boy in tonight’s festivities.

Pete: Eh? Again? You know you act like you run the place my guy. It wasn’t to long ago you were in that arena making money for Shoakuma.

Cho: Yeah, well low key I’m a cop now. I live a double life you could say but tonight’s a bit special. I actually was wondering if you could answer some questions tonight.

Pete: Bout what?

Cho: The Russians.

\_A slight slience fell between the two as pete looked around before leaning in to talk a tad quieter.\_

Pete: Don’t be so loud. Look my hands are tied.

Cho: I’m entering a guy named Adonis. –cho nods his head- tall, dark and brooding over there, with the 2 dollar drink night girl.

Pete: Thana? He’s with her?

Cho: She has a name?

Pete: She’s a regular my guy. One of the ones you don’t cross.

Cho: She doesn’t look so tough. I could take her.

Pete: Wanna bet on that?

Cho: Not worth the effort bro. besides I’m here on business. Well in any case you put him in, he wins some cash, I cut you 25%

Pete: 30%

Cho: Gaaah your killing me. –pulls out his sunglasses and slips them on- Fine. 30%. Just make it happen.

Pete: you got it.

Cho: You’re a saint petty boy.

\_Cho makes his way over to a table, and sits himself down. He leans the chair back on two legs and folds his arms over his stomach, after pulling out a piece of gum and popping it between his lips to chew on and waiting for booty and Adonis. His time was coming up soon, and either way it went he was going to be thrown into one of those two rings. When that happened, Cho could get started with his own job, but little did he know Pete had a surprise for him. \_

[6/19/2016 5:00:21 AM] Torres: When Adonis walks into the building, all of his senses are overloaded by the concentrated things that filled the area. As he breathes the many different alcoholic beverages, smoking products, body fragrances, etc., fill his nostrils and it causes him to take in a quick breath as if he were about to sneeze because of the smells. To add onto that, his ears begin to give off a slight ring; discombobulating his vision slightly because of it. Like sonar his hearing helps aid in his abilities to have vision much better than humans. Because of that, his hearing directly relates to his sense of vision. His eyes show blurred images all around him and this brings his left arm up to rub his eyes to try and get things back to normal. His ears are filled with the many of hundreds of conversations that currently fill the area. He can hear a conversation of a group half way across the arena talking about selling some drugs after the fight to some of the fighters. He even hears the weird conversations about younger teens who’d like to have sex with some of the female fighters.

God dammit…It’s too much. I haven’t been trained to control this in such a large group. I can barely handle the voices of Kasaihana City at a distance, now there are thousands in one area…I just have to focus…Breathe…Find something to catalyst off of…To focus on…

With his eyes closed his mind tries to focus on a blank slate and gather his senses back to normal. By this time Cho would have already gone off to talk to Pete about getting him on the list to fight. With that, Thana would probably see that there is something wrong with Adonis. If she asked him anything or tried to get his attention she would be greeted with Adonis looking at her and revealing that he is not controlled yet. His pupils are tightened as if they are focusing on something, trying to pinpoint something in Adonis’ vision. Red lines appear on the whites of Adonis’ eyes but in his mind he is forcing himself to find his catalyst.

Just look at Thana. Maybe that can help me.

As he stares at her, through his vision, everything begins to blur except her. All of the area around her becomes distorted but she remains as clear as crystal. The voices around them slowly lower in volume while hers becomes the loudest and main focus point of his ears capabilities. His heart rate begins to go down with the volume of the room as focusing on Thana helps him get back to his normal ground. She’d be able to see this by the untightening of his pupils and his eyes returning to their normal appearance. This would last a few seconds after her first initial statement. Getting back to a somewhat normal center, Adonis smiles at her and she’d have no idea what just happened in the mental war he just had to endure.

Adonis: I’m fine, Thana. Thank you.

Elsewhere in the arena

Pete walks over to the announcer of the arena, sliding him a paper with specific names written down on it for who is fighting in the next bout. The announcer unfolds it, nods his head, and begins to step out onto the arena floor.

Where Cho is sitting

Adonis: So I take it everything went as according to plan and I will be fighting tonight?

Adonis and Thana would finally join him at his table and come to wait and see what the next announcement will be.

Back at the announcer

Announcer: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! We have had an amazing night so far and we have been saving the best fights for last! Two rings! Two fights! Two times the action! Next up on the card are two bouts that will be remembered by all who are present to witness! In the red ring we have what could be the future of The Metahuman Fightclub with an EPIC CLASH OF HE NEW BLOODS there is a Grand Prix bout of the twenty new up and coming members of the Butcher Division! For those who are unfamiliar with a Grand Prix bout it is a fight in which we throw in twenty of our best in the designated division and have them fight until only ONE is the last fighter standing. Without further waiting, let’s bring out our competitors!

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdmfVyPrqcc )

The entrance music begins to play and the gates open up to allow the fighters their chance to take in the spotlight of the night. Out of the locker rooms comes out the twenty best fighters of The Butcher Division. A very diverse group of fighters are revealed. They range everywhere from smaller military males who are carrying knives and other hand to hand weapons all the way to giant behemoths of monster humans who come with the power of their mighty fists. Twenty fighters hit the ground and the hate between many of them is felt and it allows the tension of this fight to rise. There are many in the red ring who even make Adonis look like a small nothing. Many of the fighters in the fight are fan favorites and they come to draw the attention of the crowd.

Announcer: Before we announce the second fight, we have great news here for our organization. There is a new fighter amongst the Metahuman FIghtclub who has layed out the challenge for all twenty members of The Butcher Division. Our PR rep tells us this guy says he can beat all twenty of the fighters without breaking a sweat!

As the announcer says this, most of the fans begin to boo at the idea of their fighters losing to some new fresh meat.

Announcer: Let’s introduce our new blood fighter….ADONIS REEEAANNNSSOUURRRR!!!!!!

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32tELgOnwOI )

The announcement of his name brings every single fan in the stands to boo with all their hearts. Hearing his name be called also brings Adonis to stand up and reveal himself to everyone in the arena.

Adonis: Looks like that is my que then. Wish me luck.

His steps down to the arena are slow and filled with confidence to keep himself looking intimidating in front of everyone in the arena. His eyes gaze out at all the fans as they boo him and it surprisingly brings the young teen to smirk with a small level of excitement. Once inside of the ring Adonis quickly realizes that every single eye in this fight is on him. As he takes in the image of every fighter in the ring, some look like more of a threat than others. He may not be the only monster in this ring tonight.

Announcer: And for our second fight…This is one we know all of you will love. We have an old blood returning to the ring for the first time to take on a seasoned member of The Metahuman Fightclub…The Old VS The New. We have a one on one fight with no holds barred! Please join me in the pleasure of introducing Chooooooo Kiiiiiiiriyu!

All of the fans who remember Cho would begin to cheer and prepare to see the hand to hand magician take on the unknown opponent.

Announcer: AND JOINING HIM…Our own Speed Racer!...THE UNTOUCHABLEEEE THANNAAAAAA!

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dxk3c\_SbWMg )

Both Cho and Thana might look shocked to the announced second fight but every fan in the stands completely loses their shit to see this fight happening. Hearing their names be called brings Adonis to turn and look at the two of them with very confused expressions written on his face.

Adonis: What the hell!?

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[6/19/2016 5:00:24 AM] Torres: Adonis begins to focus on them but that is quickly interrupted with another one of the fighters makes it known that he is not appreciative of Adonis’ accused “comments” about this fight.

???: I wouldn’t worry about them, pipsqueak. You better worry about yourself getting out of here alive, let alone at all…

When he turns around to see who said this he is greeted by the sight of what can only be taken out of mythology. In front of him stands a full-fledged minotaur. Large and massive with dark brown hide this minotaur stands over Adonis, standing at eight feet five inches in height. Long protruding horns grow out of his head but Adonis is not intimidated. Knowing what he is here to do, Adonis simply turns to face the beast and stands toe to toe with him. Even though he has to look up slightly to stare at the beast, Adonis’ eyes begin to glow with his signature crimson energy.

(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/9b/bf/7e/9bbf7e1587514b76bcf005751095070f.jpg )

Adonis: That’s bold words coming from a dumb brute such as yourself…I’ve beaten worst beasts than the likes of you.

Minotaur: You just issued your own death warrant, kid… I’m going to ram my head so far up your gut IT WILL RIP YOU IN HALF!

Adonis: All talk…I hope your bite is as bold as your bark.

The announcer makes his way back to the safe area once Thana and Cho are in place. The fights would begin once both fighters are in their ready positions. Since both fights start at the same time, the Grand Prix fight has to wait until the other two get in their areas. The night has only began but it seems it will only get weirder as it progresses. Let’s see what happens next.

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[1:21:45 AM] Ana: ( https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=EgRrxFsX538 )

Thana had skidded to a stop as they reached the doors of “The Red Star”. Her eyes followed Cho and like a rubber band stretched too far, her mind snapped as he spoke to her, addressing her as “booty” once more. She had rolled her sleeve up and was on her way to leave a worse mark when he opened the door and smoke filled her lungs, causing her to groan. She always hated going through here to get where she wanted to go. Fatty had gone to register Adonis and she was left alone to guide the hulking male to the ring. When she turned around to address Adonis, her eyes widened slightly at the sight of him, seeing him… Struggle with something. She could see his eyes focusing on something, and as he did, she could see his body go lax in a semi-calming manner, the reddening in his eyes said otherwise..

“Adonis…? Are you alright?”

In due time, Thana’s bright hazel eyes would wash over his body, practically feeling how he fell into a tranquil state of mind. As she got the confirmation that he was alright, she paused, wanting to say something until she shook it off and continued forth to the Arena. She and Adonis had finally taken seat beside the shitbrained cop who couldn't even take note of names, and her eyes shot up to the ring announcer. At the cue of the Grand Prix style fight, she pursed her lips and raised her brows in amusement, and as Adonis’ name fell from the lips of that man, her eyes flicked up to his as he stood tall, showing the audience of who he was. And they would remember his name alright...

“You don't need luck, Adonis…”

The announcement for the second fight came to view and she stood up, sighing softly knowing that it was hers, but her opponent? At the mentioning of Cho’s name, her head swiveled around, her tongue running against the tip of her incisor as her eyes scanned over his figure. She hadn't looked at him well enough, but whatever he was hiding it would surely be good. In no time after her stage name and name was exclaimed, Thana was sitting on the ropes, waiting patiently for Cho to enter the ring.

“I guess I do get my way with you, Homer Simpson.”

Her face was stoic and voice monotone as she spoke. She had rolled her shoulders back and her tongue ran against her bottom lip, the device in her body becoming louder and brighter. The screams of her fans echoed in her ears and she grinned at all of them and held up a peace sign, swinging her legs back and forth.

“Get ready for a show, yeah? You got three monsters in here…”

( https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=vgkzlu-FaMU )

To Be Continued