SLASH! A variety of different sounds came booming out of a vintage TV as three teenagers sat on a battered old couch, eyes glued to the screen. Martyn (eldest of the three) was squashed on the small sofa next to his mate and a big bowl of doritos. But he couldn't care less. He didn't care if he was extremely uncomfortable. He didn't care if he was sitting on the top of a volcano with phenomenally hot lava, excited to erupt. No, he wouldn't care. Today was the last day he got to hang out with his friends. His only friends. On the small television, a massive beam of light appeared from what seemed to be a laser gun. The boys, intrigued at the action, stared with bulging eyes. The programme was called DLF; better known as Diamond League Fighters. It was a competition of skill, technique and power. As Martyn watched the battle with excitement, he drank some cola and stuffed a handful of doritos in his mouth at once. He turned his head to see his two friends look at him in disgust. "It mway ook rose," Martyn begun with his full,"ut it astes ice!" The two boys raised an eyebrow in a perplexed manner. Martyn then finished chewing his food and eventually said,"It may look gross but it tastes nice!" They all burst into laughter and enjoyed the last party.
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Diamond Fighters: The League Of Legends
ActionHeart pumping. Blood rushing through my veins. Sweat dripping down my petrified face. Any breath could be my last... The last the Martyn expected when he arrived at his new home was to witness what could have been his family's death. But when your a...
