"You two, get out of your cells and go to the cafeteria now!", shouted one of the guards. The stranger and I got up from our beds and walked slowly to the cafeteria,"so for how long were you in this place?", I asked him.
"Four months,"he replied."Follow me, I want you to meet some of my friends," he said,"sure, but I'm nervous that they won't like me,"I said nervously."Don't be, they'll like you," he said.
I followed him to the table he wanted me to meet his friends."Well, if it isn't our good friend John!,"shouted an unexpected voice,"is that who I think it is?," questioned John."Bricks, it's so good to see you and the others!," he said surprisingly.
I smiled as he saw his friends; suddenly, one of his friends saw me and asked," hey, who's this little fella?" "Oh yeah, about that..he doesn't have a name," replied John awkwardly. "What?!", shouted one of John's friends. "You're joking with us, right?, he asked. "I got a name you might like kid, we should call you Jazz," he said,"Jazz, why Jazz?,"I questioned.
"Because you look like a guy willing to survive this tournament," he answered. "Okay, what's this tournament all about and who are you guys?," I asked,"Oh, well let me introduce myself, my name is Blaze,"he said as he shook hands with me. "I'm Donna and she's my sister, Mandy." "My name is Irons, and if you're wondering why Irons is my name its because I'm the toughest of the group, Donna and Mandy are the smartest in our group, and John and the others are the experts in planning."
As they introduced themselves, I saw the cloaked figure watching me from another table. "Who's that?," I asked Irons,"I don't know but I do know this, that figure came around the same time you appeared and is the toughest fighter of this tournament."
I wasn't sure of who that figure was or about the tournament but I did know one thing," I'm joining the tournament!," I shouted.
