Chapter 43 - The East Side (Epilogue)

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Author's Note - Hey there I hope you guys liked this storyline. This chapter marks the halfway point for the first part or season of this story. I thank everyone who has commented, read, or even just glanced at the story, seriously it means a lot. Now this is where I give you guys some good news as well as some bad news. The bad news is that this series is going to go on a bit of a hiatus and should return before the month ends. The good news is that this is because I want to give more care / thought into the future of the series. And to do this I want to hear what you guys enjoy and what you think can be better. Any comment is appreciated. Now then, it's time to kick off the mid-season finale with a ton of sun shorts.


SUN SHORT #1 - My Punishment

Hunter makes his way down the street as he reminisces on the events of today, and how in that park, everyone, even Marcus, had someone to talk to.

"Looks like you're back up on your two feet, aren't ya Buddy?" Hunter thinks out loud to himself as continues down the street as it starts to snow, "And yet, here I am all by myself."

Hunter smiles to himself since he doesn't mind. This is just his punishment.

This is just karma.


SUN SHORT #2 - North V East

At The Dawnbreak Fitness & Health Center, Alex Smith, Christopher Wrinkle, & Ronnie Everst are entering the gym ready to work out.

"So you guys ready to work till we can't even flare our nostrils?!" Christopher shouts.

"That's an odd saying but sure!" Ronnie says.

"I'm gonna get on the treadmill for a bit," Alex says.

"Okay bro, we're gonna do some bench presses," Christopher responds.

Alex nods as he walks over to one of the treadmills and starts running on it. As he starts running, the treadmill next to him turns on as someone gets on it. Alex glances over to see that it's Blanko Deck.

"I didn't know you went to this gym," Alex says as he makes his treadmill faster than Blanko's.

"Same here, I guess that's just because I don't really pay attention to chumps like you," Blanko says as he makes his treadmill faster than Alex's.

"Y'know if we continued fighting I would have won," Alex says as he increases the speed on his treadmill.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, Northern boy," Blanko says as he increases the speed on his treadmill.

"I didn't get all the hate for the East, but it kinda clicked when I met you ya' kickboxing creep," Alex says as he increases the speed on his treadmill.

"Kickboxing is so much better than boxing," Blanko says as he increases the speed on his treadmill.

As the two try to flex that they're faster than the other, they realize they may have made the treadmill go a bit too fast. However, both are too stubborn to decrease the speed and they both fall off the treadmill. The gym's owner, a buff short old man with a bald head and long beard named Garry Jackingson, walks over to the two and laughs.

"Back in my day, guys like you were easy pickin', and besides my disciple could take both of you on any day of the week," Garry says as he strokes his beard.

"UH! SHUT UP OLD MAN! NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOUR DISCIPLE-" both Alex & Blanko yell out of frustration.

However, the two stop yelling and look at one another.

And just like that, a friendship blossomed.


SUN SHORT #3 - The Precious Item

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