Amazon's Coliseum III (ENG)

Chapter 31: The Strokes

The Metropolitan Area, a few years ago

At the metropolis's main airport, Chocolate was in the waiting room, just outside where people collect their luggage. After a while of waiting patiently, Alexandra Teixeira De Souza, better known as Aleconda, comes out. The Georgian greets her with a smile.

-Welcome! How was your trip?

-Well, I slept most of it.

-So, what made you change your mind and want to join my circuit?

-You told me yourself: the pay and that if I win one of the annual tournaments I can found my school.

Chocolate raised her eyebrow, giving a slight smile of strangeness.

-It seems that you are not very convinced with my answer - Aleconda responds to that uncomfortable silence.

-Not at all...

-It may sound a bit silly, but it was a friend who convinced me to join, that I had nothing to lose. It was better than trying to beg the government for funds. She was at the last tournament.

-May I know who she is?

And Aleconda told her the name of the woman in question.

-Ha, ha, ha! I didn't know you knew her. What a small world it is!

-Yeah...

-Well, I just want to tell you one thing: if you have another reason for why you're here, you'd better tell me. I'm not very fond of half-truths.

-You'll be the first to find out if I happen to be doing something else.

...

-Is that what you told her?

-I wasn't lying; it was she her convinced me to enter Amazon's Coliseum. That way we kill two birds with one stone, right, Go?

Ale and Kitahara Go were in his apartment in the City.

-Well –the man gives a sad smile-, although it's not like I like the idea of ​​you being exposed to all those dangers.

-I grew up in the favelas as a child; I've seen friends and family die or get consumed by drugs, so I'm not unaware of the danger.

-Sometimes the "legitimate" world becomes more dangerous than the underworld. We are more deceitful in our way of acting and we are hypocritical enough to say that we are the good ones.

-Sometimes people have to stop underestimating their own goodness and overestimating their own evil, maybe then those people will finally do what they are supposed to do: look after the well-being of their citizens and not benefit their own interests.

-All that sounds very nice and I am in favor of it happening, but it is what it is. Although, I would like to know your true motivations.

-That friend who told me about Amazon's Coliseum did it when it first opened. She was found dead in a ditch with signs of having been tortured horribly a month ago. The promoter, a Brazilian tycoon, ordered her to be killed.

-... Why don't you... ?

-I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to stop me for that reason. But the deal is already done with Chocolate, so there's no going back.

-Now that you say Brazilian tycoon... Wasn't it Sergio Amaral?

-That's right.

-But he was killed in Brazil.

-That's right, along with his accomplices; the one who ordered them killed was obviously Chocolate.

-And then...