CHAPTER 2

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FIFTEEN YEARS LATER


Blood, sweat, and tears, surrounding the whole arena underground,every new visitor that came here immediately greeted by a bunch of victory and loose yellings, the rich people sitting in the VIPs, the regular standing amongst the crowds.

Battles between mutants are everyone's favorite show in the secret basement that is held by the mafias, always betting with their materialism that which mutants are the strongest of them all.

In one fine evening, a tall muscular guy around 180cm tall, brown hair and beard, hazel eyes, made his way towards the underground battle to find any information regarding a mutant who can read minds. He needs another mutant to help him remember the part of the missing memory in himself.

The hazel haired man then made his way towards the entrance gate but got held by the guards.

"Let me in."

"Show your ticket sir."

"I know there are mutants inside."

The guards went alert as one of them pulled the hazel man by the collar of his leather jacket, "Get out of here."

He growled as he raised his palm, unsheathing three sharp claws from his knuckles. "I'm one of them, you shithead."

The guards back away immediately, thinking that this mutant might be one of the VIPs participating, with their legs slightly trembling, they move away so the big guy can go in.

Once he is inside, he can smell and hear all of the celebrations from the humans who watch the tournament ahead of them all, but for sure all of the mutants here show hatred towards every being here, he can feel them all roaring to live, to survive.

But they know the only way to keep alive is to be human puppets, and the man in claws here is gonna stop them living here and in return to get any information if one of them has the ability to revive his old memory.

He tries to look for a way to get into the ring and up against one of the mutants, the man in claws then looks for a passage to get into it until he finds one, he knocks a guy who guards it and goes in.

The first thing he sees is an empty hall, but there are many doors that are covered with metal, he looks around, sniffing and hearing that mostly there are the mutants behind the metallic doors.

From the lock system, it needs a key card as he grunted, he might scratch it open with his claws but it will attract the attention from outside, so the hazel haired man thinks of another way to sneak in by entering the battle ring instead.

He then ran around to find the entrance door to enter the battle arena, and when he found it, he entered the small gap to slip in, when he did, a yell of a man was the first thing he received.

A guy with blue skin, yellow eyes, dark blue hair and a tail was about to attack the man in claws but he already caught his neck.

"Calm down mate!"

"What the fuck is your problem?!"

"G-Give me mercy! I thought you're one of the humans!"

He sighs and releases his grip and in return, the blue skin guy teleports far from him.

"Since when was this held? The battle between mutants."

"I didn't know much but I've been here for a year my friend." The blue guy tried to approach him. "I'm Kurt Wagner."He offered his hand but the mutant in claws only nodded.

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