Chapter 3: We finally Meet Ed
"Sis, Ive got an apology to make to you" says Dawan with regret in his eyes. "In a few years something's going to happen to you, and this something is all of my doings and my fault. I just wanted to say that I'm sorry" he says while tears start to roll down his cheek. He immediately came in for a hug to me and keeps on repeating "I'M SO SORRY!" with crying more intensely every time he said it. "I was still seventeen back then, I didn't know what immortality really ment!" he continues with tears gushing down his eyes. l look down and reply "look Dawan, if you regret doing it, than it's ok" He continues on crying "BUT THE ONLY PROBLEM IS THAT YOU NEVER FORGIVE ME IN THE FUTURE!"
Wait, why, was it actually that bad then, and he said something about immortality as well.
Dwain interrupts "Dawan get outta my way I said!" and he jumps towards Dawan to hit him but Dawan turns around and screams out "don't interrupt us!" and punches him straight in the jaw. Dwain is sent flying towards one of the walls of the arena and hits it with a huge explosion of concrete wall pieces flying everywhere.
The commentator says "what the hell is going on!"
With Dawan's fist clenched up facing towards the floor, he looks at where he threw Dwain once he punched him. He looks at him with his eyes open as wide as possible and with tears gushing down them. He lifts his hands up and looks at them with shock while his hands are shaking because of regret. Then he turns around and says to me "s..see whats wrong with me. L..looks like I still haven't grown up yet"
The contest was over because of one of the contestants being severely injured.
"Well wasn't that fast. I couldn't even fight at all. Well thanks allot Dawan" I complain to myself. "What was that. So many things to take in at once" I say while rubbing both my hands on my head like I'm confused. "From no jaw to frikkin Katanas. What the hell. Then there was Dawan too, how did he time travel, and plus, HE'S FRIKKIN SMALLER THAN ME AND NOW HE AIN'T. AAAAAAAH I'M TIRED, THOSE QUESTIONS COULD BE ANSWERED LATER"
To get home from the place where the contest was taking place, I need to walk by this road that leads down to the city. Well to be honest that's the road everyone would take if walking or even driving. This road has a pretty decent view because it is on a hill side. While walking down this road, I hear someone's footsteps as if they are running towards me.
"Hey Hey, are you that girl called Kira and couldn't get to fight?"
I look back and see a beautiful girl with short red hair. I reply "yes I am, and you should be that Rebecca girl right. You had to fight that random guy calling himself a god".
"YEA YOUR RIGHT!" Rebecca replies.
"Oh and that's him over there" she says while pointing her finger forward.
"Oh, that's him. Hahahaha, silly me, I couldn't recognise him when he was right Infront of me"
"Soo, umm your trait is a bit like mine right?" Rebecca questions.
I reply "what was yours again?"
"Blood manipulation!" she answers.
"Yea, my trait is that but paint, paint manipulation! What a coincidence right" I reply. She giggles and runs around me and heads towards that guy Infront of us while I was still casually walking along the road.
"Hey you!" she yells out. "Aren't you that kid I had to fight? What's your name again?" Rebecca questions.
He slightly turns his head and blushes for some reason. He replies "Y..yes it is me." Rebecca continues "for some reason you stepped on my head while fighting. Why did you do that for?"
The kid looks down and replies back "umm, Reasons ya know?"
Rebecca tilts her head with a confused face before she runs back to me and says "hey umm. you remember that guy who stopped the fight. Who was that guy? Apparently his name is Dawan."
"Wait how do you know that?!" I reply.
"He came up to me requesting a duel. He even said that he wants to train under me. IT WAS SO CREEPY AT SOME POINT BUT ONCE I LOOKED INTO HIS FACE I JUST COULDN'T SAY NO" said Rebecca.
"Yea he is my brother" I reply.
"YEAAA, NO WONDER WHY HE WAS DARK SKINED LIKE YOU!" she mentions and I scream back "HEY THATS RACIST!".
YES IM AN AFRICAN AMERICAN OK! (I'm saying this to the readers)
Right at that moment we hear a loud explosion followed by screams for help. All three of us look down from the side of the road and see some smoke coming from the bottom of the hill where the competition was located. I look at Rebecca and she looks back and nods her head. Then she starts running towards the explosion to help out. I start to run as well but I see that the kid from before is just standing idle on his spot. I didn't give a damn and continued on. All of a sudden I feel a tug on the back of my jacket. I look back and I see it's that kid again. I politely say "could you let go, I'm in a rush". He replies with his head down "the only reason why I'm saying this to you is because you are basically making fun of my trait and I want to tell you the real reason to why I stepped on her head".
I stood there and listened.
He said " I'm trying to find someone. Someone that can assist me and I can assist back. Not just someone but a group. A group of good doers, heroes."
"Why?" I question.
Then he replies with sorrow "because I can't do without it".
I state the obvious "your making it sound like your requesting me to team up with you"
He stands there with silence.
I continue "I'll think about it ok. So show me your worthy for such a thing."
Then he nods with a sudden mood change and says "ok then, come on, let's go"
Well that was a quick change in mood.
While running towards the site of the explosion. I ask him "so what's your name!"
"Oh, sorry for not introducing myself before, I'm so dumb!" he explains. "My name is Edward Jones"
I quickly realise the last name he said.
"JONES"
The surname of the kid gone wild killing everyone, his name is "Zack Jones".
I ask him "are you related to that Zack Jones kid?"
"Unfortunately, yes" he replies.
I shockingly reply "well that was dark, why unfortunately"
He replies "I can't save him from that situation"
I give him a shocked look and reply "how did he come to that state of mind. Going around killing whoever he wants, and plus, he is still what now, seven years of age?"
He stops running and falls back behind me . I look back and he says "And we can't stop him. DAMMIT IM HIS DAMN BROTHER AND I CANT DO JACK SHIT!".
Looks like he actually feels bad because of this situation. I shouldn't really push it in too hard. I'll just be rubbing salt into the wound.
Maybe...
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