The Silent Joker

Part 1

"TEAM STRKY!!! AND FINALLY HERE THEY ARE...TEAM JABBERWOCK!!!"

The TV glows the rainbow colors as you leaned back and sat down on your couch while your father came along and sat down next to you, "So it's true. Jabberwock came to visit for todays match." "Hmm..." you leaned your head on your hand which your elbow supported it while it also laid on top of the arm chair. You weren't really interested in todays match, but basketball is basketball. "Anyone want soda?" Your mother walked in while holding a pack of cans and offering the both of you, "Ooh, Ooh me!" Your father shouted while you only shook your head and then raised an eyebrow once you saw very familiar faces on the TV.

"Yo, ain't that the last years seniors?" You nodded at your fathers remark, "Yeah, didn't know they went to the same school."

The ball started off with a little too boring game. You were watching Jabberwock act lazy during the fist few minutes, but then you recognized some of the moves once they started playing "seriously". "Street ball?" "Agh! You should've gone against them! Look how good their street ball is, it's almost like yours!" You shrugged and soon looked at the blond male send the ball to one of his teammates. "He could've counter there, seems like he's just playing around." Your father paled, "Yeah...reminds me of someone I know..." he glared at you. 'Blond one, Nash Gold Jr., stands about 190 centimeters and looks like he'll weight 82 kilograms. Position, point guard but could also be defense...' your father smirked, he knew you're deep in thought towards the game, and here you said that you weren't interested in watching not too long ago.

For some reason, he felt victory.

"In streetball, it's not uncommon to provoke or tease your opponent. In fact, with high technique, you look even cooler when you score." Your father nodded, "Yeah, even the audience can feel it..." he felt a chill run down his spine, "They're making STRKY look so worthless that we couldn't enjoy the match, even if we wanted to." Well, he's wrong. You're enjoying the new highly techniques from these bozos.

The game ended with Jabberwock with a lead of 80 points while STRKY stood at 6. Even the reporter was lost at words once he started announcing the end game. You looked at your father with boredom while he sighed deeply, "You're too mean sometimes, M/n." "I get that a lot. I'm leaving." "Where the hell are you going?!" You walked out of the living room, "To my room." "Get back here and spend time with your old man!"

"Hell no."

Your father smiled sweetly, once he was about to change the channel, he stopped once he saw Nash on the screen, "I suppose so...if I were to give my thoughts on this match, it honestly made me want to puke. Everyone here...No, I should say, everyone in this country who's just pretending to play basketball...you should quit and then kill yourselves. To make it easier for you all to understand, here's an anecdote. Take, for example, that there exist monkeys with intelligence on par with humans, and that they like to sumo wrestle. They wear the same wrestling garb, have the same rules and are more or less doing the same thing. But then, one day, they come to your country and say to your sumo wrestlers, as if they were on the same level..."let's wrestle together!" So what do you think would happen if you were to then wrestle the monkey?"

The man took a pause and glared at the camera, "you'd want to completely slaughter them, obviously! Friendly match...don't make me laugh! To all of you who brought your children along, I want to crush your hopes and dreams just like if you were the children of monkeys. To those who brought your families along, I want to give them a present of horrible memories. A few words? Let's start with the fact that you should all realize you're no better than monkeys." The camera zoomed out and then recorded Nash spiting on Kasamatsu's greeting hand,

"Monkeys don't have the right to play basketball!" Then he pointed at the camera with a giant smirk, "L/n M/n, I want to try you out." The Jabberwocks laughed and started walking away, making your father gawk at the comment, 'What the hell...M/n is that you on another form?!' He then scratched his head, Nash had mentioned you, maybe he's a fan of you since he doesn't act the way you do. Sooner or later the screen moved to someone your father is well acquaintance with, which is Kagetora, Riko's father. The man declared a match with the supposed "dream team" against Jabberwock due to anger rising up his bloodstream.