Ballroom Dancing [Quackbur]

Prologue

It was july 1980, at the grand opening of the L'manburg festival.

The scene was carefully prepared for the arrival of the two winners of the ballroom dancing championship that was held only a few days ago. The most important people in the country were there to watch the show.

Hiding in the crowd was a man wearing a dark leather coat. He was keeping an eye on the stage, waiting for the pair to arrive. Nobody in the audience knew what was coming. Nobody except him. He had planned something that was going to shock the entire world.

After a few moments, the animator of the show came to announce the names of the dancers and the song that was going to be playing. The two dancers arrived on the stage hand in hand. They looked absolutely stunning under the projectors. The woman was wearing a beautiful purple dress that fell at her ankle and had her dark brown hair in a bun. Her partner was wearing a tuxedo that could let the audience see the outlines of his athletic body. The young man on stage had a relaxed expression that was hiding a certain discomfort.

They began dancing a few seconds after the announcement. Their moves were rapid and synchronized. They executed them with lots of poise and precision. But something had to ruin it all...

The man tried to look as professional as possible but his discomfort could be visible in eyes. As the pair was going to execute a rather easy move, the young dancer fell screaming in excruciating pain, falling as the part of the stage where he was standing crumbled under him. Shocked screams could be heard all over the room. The young man had broken his leg and it looked so gruesomely twisted that there was absolutely no way he could ever fully recover from the injury.

"FOR FUCK SAKES !" the dancer screamed, tears running from his eyes "PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME !! THIS SHIT HURTS LIKE A BITCH !!!"

The paramedics soon arrived with a stretcher. His partner was trying to contain her shock from what just happened, but in vain.

In the audience, the man with the leather jacket looked at the scene with a satisfied look. To not bring suspicion upon himself he exited the room at the same time as the other audience members.

He smirked.

" That's what you get for stealing everything I had. You knew damn well not to mess with me..."