[Due to Wattpads' new policies, all characters are aged up to the ages they need to. Might make the story make no sense, but blame Wattpad for that. Hate the game, not the player. Also, Wattpad, if you're seeing this, let me publish this story, plea...
Blood is seen splattering along the ground as a young male in his early teens dropped onto one knee, panting, as the same red liquid dripped down his chin from his nose and onto the sand below him.
He had dishevelled, messy, dirty blonde hair, S/C skin, and E/C eyes that were bloodshot. His left eye was more red than the other because of a popped blood vessel.
??? (Voice-only): On your knees, boy. This isn't over yet...
F/N: I know...
Spitting some blood out, the young adult got onto his feet, his toned shoulders heaving as he raised his bloodied fists.
Standing in front of him was a girl his age with a tomboyish look, her hair black and cut short. Her face was bloody with a busted lip that displayed a savage grin.
??? (Voice-only): Anissa, F/N. Your match will continue
Anissa: Good!
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The girl named Anissa grinned before dashing towards F/N with incredible speed, punching the boy across the face that sent him flying back due to the force.
F/N: Ngh!
He dug his feet into the ground, slowing himself to a stop, leaving behind crevices into the ground.
Anissa: You're weak!
F/N simply glared back as blood seeped through his teeth when Anissa buried her foot into his abdomen, knocking the wind out of his.
But that didn't deter F/N from grabbing Anissa by the ankle before spinning in a circle and throwing her away as Anissa rolled across the floor.
F/N followed up by rocketing towards her with a punch to her stomach, which broke the ground under Anissa, creating a multitude of spiderweb cracks.
F/N: I. Am. Not. Weak...!
F/N let out a breath as he watched Anissa groggily stand up to her feet, her stomach now heavily bruised due to the pain, but that didn't deter the smug smirk on her face.
Anissa: That... all...? I'm nowhere near done yet!
F/N: Good... all this pain would have been for nothing if you gave up so quickly!
Standing off to the side lines, watching the two teens fight were various adults that were examining their strengths and fighting prowess.
One of the adults in particular was a man with his face cast in the shadows. The only thing visible is his white uniform, his toned arms folded over his hard chest. He was watching the two teens fight intently.
??? 1: F/N has been improving a lot over the last few years. You must be proud
The man didn't move a muscle. The only thing coming from him was a simple response.
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