"Why did I have to be the first to fight, among us?!" Stanis groaned, out of frustration.
Stanis, Lionel, Trevor, and Snyder sat in a little waiting room, with its walls painted green. The waiting rooms were four, built right below the bleachers. Two were located at the right bottom of the arena, and the other two were located, about 60 feet, opposite these two.
"It's gonna be okay." Lionel sighed "My dad says your black fire is more powerful than any other form of fire. And even my blue lightning."
"He does?" Trevor asked him.
"Yeah." Lionel answered.
"Cut the bull shit." Snyder said, rising to his feet, as the cheering became even louder "Get out there, and finish that guy. C'mon. We're wasting time."
"Not the confidence speech I'd in mind." Trevor said "But you can do this."
"In fact, you have the upper hand." Lionel told him "You can create weapons, with your black flames. I, though, haven't learnt how to create weapons with my blue lightning."
"You're right." Stanis said, rising to his feet "I can't believe I didn't think of that." He sighed very deeply as the gate started to slide open "Wish me luck, guys."
He started to move to the wall slowly, and Snyder, Trevor, and Lionel were puzzled.
"What are you doing?" Trevor asked him.
"Weren't you listening? Uncle Jraidson said there were weapons in the rooms. This must be a moveable wall." Stanis explained.
"Like in the movies?" Lionel asked him, and he answered with a nod.
"See? Marks." Stanis pointed.
There were two faint lines across the wall. One was at the beginning end of the wall, and the other was in the middle of the wall.
"C'mon." Stanis told Lionel "Let's move it."
Stanis and Lionel surrounded their arms with Terminating Energy. They managed to remove the wall, ranging within the marks. They leaned it on the opposite wall.
"Oh my gosh." Trevor gasped.
The wall was stuffed with so many weapons than one could count. Katana, Kunai knives, shuriken blades, rope darts, metal shields, chained sickles, sai swords, huge axes, spears, and many more.
"Pick the shuriken blades." Snyder suggested "You might need them."
"And the katana." Lionel said "You can't go into a fight without a sword."
Stanis took all the weapons they advised him to take. He stood in front of the gate as the gate slid open.
"Guys. Wish me luck." He sighed.
He quickly ran out, and the cheering became even louder. Tyler, Snyder, and Lionel watched as the gate closed.
"You know what's bad?" Trevor said after he was gone "We don't know the talent of the other opponents, but they know our talents."
"How come?" Lionel asked him.
"Because we are the Terminators everyone's eyes are on." Snyder answered, with his arms folded "Trevor and I are the kids of the so called Legendary Terminators."
"What about Stanis and I?"
"In every tournament, the other Terminator schools fix their eyes on Lyte Terminators. Because it is known that Lyte produces the best Terminators. That is why almost every Terminator you two would face will know your talents." Snyder answered "Also, you are pretty famous because your father is the Lyte Sensei. Stanis is also the grandson of the Fire clan head. To top it off, he wields the black fire."

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Lyrax Terminators 2
General FictionWith Tyler's sacrifice came a new and a better world. A World where Terminators were accepted in society. However, most of the Lyraxes that survived the war scattered across the world, wreaking havoc wherever they went. As a result, Lyte had to be r...