Iron Dragon 02
Title: Iron Dragon 02
Author: applemochi
Pairing: None
Rating: PG-13 (lots of swearing, violence)
Summary: Six young men and their goals that can only be achieved by this tournament. However, there is only one winner.
Author's Notes: Has it really been almost 3 weeks since I last updated?! I'm sorry ;_; I feel like this chapter didn't turn out how I wanted it to >:( Sorry if anything is confusing!!
I am about to scream if my internet force closes one more time while trying to post this X(
Iron Dragon 00-Prologue
Iron Dragon 01
The tournament's preliminary rounds were now over. The winners were called into a large, grand room with various monitors placed high in the air all around the walls.
Loud chatter was heard from all corners of the room. Even though this was an official tournament announcement, Son was nowhere to be found. However, there was no suspicion about his whereabouts.
As soon as all the semifinalists were present, the lights dimmed and all the various screens lit up, displaying a well-dressed woman speaking in a soothing voice.
"Congratulations, preliminary round winners, for making it to the Iron Dragon World Tournament semifinals! Please wait...."
The screens flashed white for a minute, and then displayed the names of the fighters.
"Please wait while we display the semifinal lineup." The woman continued. Less than a minute later, the names were being sorted into brackets while the woman continued speaking. "Please view the lineup. The name opposite of yours is the opponent you shall be matched against for the semifinal rounds."
At this, all the fighters in the room hushed and stared up at the monitors, wide-eyed.
After giving the fighters enough time to see their opponent, the screens faded to show the woman again. "Please remember that the contestants will be facing each other in the various arenas, and any battles that take place outside of the designated areas shall be void. Please look forward to the Iron Dragon Semifinals!!"
The room went dark after the screens shut off, leaving everyone in the room rather bewildered.
"Did you see that??" Junhyung nudged his friend Gikwang in the arm. "You're one of those that were up first!" Gikwang grimaced. "Yeah, yeah....I'm aware of that, looks like I can't go drinking with you tonight!!" He grinned and left the room with a large crowd of fighters, leaving Junhyung standing there, confused.
...Truth be told though, Gikwang was nervous. His hands were sweaty, and his heart was racing. Gikwang felt as if this match could be almost more dangerous than just a normal fight. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Gikwang decided he had better get some sleep to calm his nerves. He couldn't fight very well if he couldn't even think straight.
--
"It didn't work......"
".....Dammit!!"
Gikwang rolled over in bed, gazing at the ceiling with a reluctant frown. The sunlight filtered in from the windows, making him shield his eyes as he sat up in bed. He was still nervous, still hoping he would do his best. Today was-
BANG!! BANG!!
"HEY, BITCH! OPEN UP!!"
Gikwang recognized that obnoxious voice. He sighed and rolled out of bed, staggering over to the door as the person on the other side continued their assault.
A smirking Junhyung greeted him as soon as he opened the door.
"Hey. You look like hell."
Gikwang frowned. "Only because assholes like you have to come and practically break down my door at fucking seven in the morning!!"
Junhyung just grinned and strode in, over to the bed. "So? It's not like you were asleep anyways." He yawned and stretched out on the mattress, kicking off his muddy boots much to Gikwang's disgust.
There was silence for a moment, the two glaring at each other. Then Junhyung's lips moved.
"So....what's your plan?"
Gikwang sighed and flopped down on the bed right next to him. "That's the thing....I don't know. I don't even know my opponent....this Hyunseung guy. So how can there be a plan?!"
Junhyung sat up and shrugged. "Well damn, I don't know. I've seen this kid before though, this Hyunseung guy or whatever."
Gikwang sat up feverishly. "Really?! What was he like?! Did he look any good??" Junhyung raised an eyebrow at Gikwang's sudden enthusiasm. "I don't know...." he continued, slowly. "He's real skinny, and like, I don't know, really fucking pretty for a guy, no homo intended dude. I caught him wandering around downstairs, but he kind of looks...."
Junhyung stopped and frowned. "I don't know, like emotionless or something. Like a damn robot."
Gikwang sighed. "So basically, I'm fighting some fucking pretty boy cyborg." Junhyung smacked him on the back of his head. "No!! I haven't seen him fight, so there's no idea what he's capable of....."
His voice trailed off as Gikwang sighed and stood up, stretching. "Ok, that was helpful and all, but-"
He was cut short by a small tug on his wrist. He turned around, confused to see Junhyung glaring straight up at him.
"Gikwang...." his lips slowly moved.
"Please....just be careful...."
--
It was hot outside, way too hot. Gikwang squinted up into the bright sunlight. "Hmmm...."
He was in the middle of one of the smaller arenas, awaiting the arrival of his opponent. A few eager spectators were standing outside of the arena barriers, chattering noisily.
Gikwang frowned a little. "Why are all these people here?!" He sighed and wiped some of the sweat off his brow, the hot sun seemingly melting him from the inside out.
".....Brother...." he mumbled softly. Gikwang recalled the whole reason he was here, the reason he had entered the tournament. Fighting had got his family into this whole mess, and now he was going to fight to get them out.
"I'm here."
Gikwang turned around at the sound of this cold voice, a voice that stood out even amongst all of the noise surrounding them.
Gikwang smirked, amused. "I assume you are Hyunseung?"
Hyunseung didn't respond to this. His sleek groomed hair and slim figure made him seem almost out of place in this tournament. "But..." Gikwang thought, "That look in his eyes.....damn, if looks could kill...."
Gikwang frowned at the lack of a response. "You don't look like you belong here, huh? Why don't you tell me-"
Hyunseung cut him off. "I wish to not partake in such mindless chatter." His expression and voice remained cold and unchanged. Gikwang shrugged. "Fine by me...." he clenched his fists.
".....You ready?!"
At these words, Hyunseung dashed towards Gikwang, striking quickly with his right fist. Gikwang reacted fast enough and blocked it, sending a punch towards Hyunseung's head. Hyunseung ducked, sweeping his leg around to kick Gikwang, who took the blow, fell and quickly rolled over to avoid the hit Hyunseung had aimed towards his chest.
"Ha!" Gikwang grinned, standing up and wiping a bit of dirt from his chin. "Not too bad!"
--
"Hahh...hah..." Junhyung dashed full speed towards the arena where people were crowded ahead of him."Fucker didn't even tell me where his match was!!" He stopped short as soon as he reached the crowd and began shoving angry onlookers out of his way. Once he was at the arena barrier, his look of displeasement changed into a softer one, worry.
"Gikwang-!"
He and his opponent were both forcing strong blows on each other, however, the timing of each hit seemed almost even. Junhyung grimaced. This Hyunseung guy was not going to be easy for Gikwang to defeat....
--
"Damn!" Gikwang jumped back from Hyunseung as he released a string of quick jabs. So far, the two were evenly matched, trading hits as if on cue. As opposed to Hyunseung's lightning-fast speed, which Gikwang lacked, he made up for it with his raw, untamed power. Hyunseung swung a kick over Gikwang's head, just as he ducked in time.
"Gotcha!" Gikwang sent a fist hurling towards Hyunseung's opening. His hit was a success, sending Hyunseung staggering backwards, clutching his stomach in pain.
"Fuck!" Hyunseung gritted his teeth. The hot pain searing in his stomach had not been felt by him in a such a long time. Hyunseung couldn't even recall the last time he had been hit in such an open spot, especially with such force as the individual in front of him had just unleashed. Did this Gikwang guy think he was something special? Seeing the satisfied grin spread all over his opponent's face, Hyunseung only felt one thing, raw fury.
The will to kill in him was stronger than ever before.
When Gikwang tried for another hit, he sidestepped it and turned to face his opponent's back.
".....NOW YOU'VE DONE IT!!" Grabbing the back of his head, he threw Gikwang head first into the dirt ground. "Gah!!" Gikwang barely had enough time to dodge again before Hyunseung swung his fist around, the punch aimed right for his forehead. He was panting heavily when he stood up, his head throbbing from the contact with the ground.
Hyunseung's normally monotone expression and voice were now gone, replaced by anger.
"I'll kill you-!!"
Gikwang immediately ducked again as Hyunseung spoke these words, aiming a hit once again at his head.
Seeing as his hit didn't make any impact, Hyunseung reacted almost with inhuman speed and sent a quick barrage of punches his way. Gikwang couldn't block fast enough, and was sent flying towards the wall, colliding with the steel barricade and collapsing to the floor, trying to regain his stamina.
Hyunseung reacted fast, way too fast. He charged over to where Gikwang was and grabbed him by the chest, slamming him into the steel barricade again. Gikwang choked, spitting up some blood as his body collided with the steel wall. A loud clang echoed through the arena. Outside the barrier, Junhyung jerked to his feet, yelling and cursing furiously. Laughing maliciously, Hyunseung reared his fist back and thrust it into Gikwang's stomach, causing him to collide into the steel again. Gikwang screamed in pain as Hyunseung laughed, hitting him repeatedly until Gikwang was nearly to the point of unconsciousness. He could feel the impact of each blow colliding into Gikwang's body, the resounding clangs of steel that followed and the cries of agony escaping from Gikwang's lips all sending a sort of rush to him.
"That's right! It fucking hurts, doesn't it?!?" Hyunseung's normally uninterested face had become one of a madman. Picking up Gikwang's battered body by his neck, he laughed cruelly as he tightened his grip, seeing Gikwang struggle more and more to breathe. Gikwang closed his eyes, trying his hardest to stay conscious. A small voice echoed inside of his head, the voice of his younger brother.
"Gikwang....you can do it!!"
He snapped his eyes open, something seemingly flooding him with energy. "Brother....brother!" He called weakly.
"What's that?" Hyunseung laughed."Calling for someone to help you?! How pathetic." He tightened his hold on Gikwang's neck."And now....I'll end your pathetic-"
Hyunseung stopped, his eyes widening. Something had changed in his opponent. Gikwang stopped struggling against Hyunseung's attempts to crush his throat. There was a moment of confusion before Gikwang lifted his head up, his gaze set on the man before him.
Hyunseung felt a jolt of terror course throughout his body. Here in front of him, the man he had almost beat to death was now grinning at him.
Except it was the grin of a maniac.
Gikwang started laughing in a sadistic manner as the spectators hushed, an eerie silence filling the arena.
When the last of Gikwang's laughter echoed throughout the steel walls, he stopped and grabbed Hyunseung's arm, the arm that was holding him by his throat. Tightening his grip, he laughed again as Hyunseung struggled against his tight hold, Gikwang's fingernails digging into his forearm.
"Ahh.....AGGGGHHH!!" Hyunseung screamed in pain as Gikwang's grip got tighter and tighter, blood now dripping from his arm. He yelled in agony when a resounding crack sounded from his wrist, Gikwang's iron grip crushing it. Hyunseung immediately let go of Gikwang, backing away and clutching his hand. Taking advantage of Hyunseung's weakness, Gikwang charged towards him and slammed his fist straight into Hyunseung's stomach.
--
"Oh...shit...."
Junhyung was watching the match intently, his gaze like that of a hawk. For a moment, he feared Gikwang was going to lose his life. But now it was almost in reverse.
".....Fuck!"
Down below, Hyunseung was gasping for breath on the ground, that last blow having knocked the wind out of his lungs.
Junhyung narrowed his eyes, recalling when he had fought against Gikwang, the first time they had met. He gripped the metal railing with sweaty hands.
"When he fights...when he gets like this.....
.....he's a fucking monster."
--
"Hah!! Is that all you got?! You son of a bitch."
Hyunseung gazed up weakly at the man standing before him, raising his hands casually in the air and grinning at his downed opponent.
"Fuck!....." He gritted his teeth. This fight was now reversed, him being on the weaker end now. Despite all of the hits Hyunseung had successfully landed earlier, Gikwang seemed to be unaffected.
".....get up."
Hyunseung was exhausted. He had spent so much energy earlier just keeping the pace of the fight even. His fights usually had never lasted this long before.
".....I said get up!!"
The voice coming from his opponent was now darker, and more sadistic. His bloodied face did nothing to help the fact that Gikwang now looked like a damn monster.
"....GET UP!!" He roared.
Hyunseung rolled out of the way as Gikwang's fist slammed into the ground, right where his head was. Wincing as his wrist made contact with the dirt ground, Hyunseung ducked and avoided all of Gikwang's follow up hits. His opponent's hits weren't even calculated now, Gikwang was just almost swinging his fists randomly, hoping for a hit.
But that was what made it even more dangerous, as Hyunseung could not even predict what was coming next. He still had somewhat of an upper advantage, being able to think straight. Gikwang seemed as if he had lost his mind.
"Hahahaha......AHAHAHAHA!!' That evil grin was still set on his face. Gikwang now delighted at the confusion in his opponent, laughing as Hyunseung feverishly dodged his hits. "YOU SAY IT HURTS?! I'LL SHOW YOU SOMETHING THAT REALLY FUCKING HURTS!!" He screamed, slamming a fist into Hyunseung's skull. Hyunseung was knocked senseless for a moment, his vision blurring as he staggered slightly. "This ends now!!"
Hyunseung charged towards Gikwang. This last hit was all or nothing.....all or nothing!
"HYAHHHHH!!!" He yelled as he ran straightforward towards Gikwang, his opponent being suddenly caught off guard. Hyunseung jumped and swung his leg towards Gikwang's head, the kick being successful and causing Gikwang to fall to the ground. He landed quickly and slammed both palms into Gikwang's chest as hard as he could, ignoring the sharp pain from his wrist. Gikwang gasped and choked, a sharp crack coming from his ribs. He screamed at the pain coming from his chest.
"This pain....AUGHHHH!!" His body was past his limits. He began coughing for breath, his sight slowly fading to black. The last thing he saw was Hyunseung's face, smiling maliciously down at him.
"No....brother...." he whispered before closing his eyes, his vision succumbing to total darkness.
--
Hyunseung now stood alone. Gikwang's defeated body lay before him, blood splattered on the soft dirt. Hyunseung wiped his face off with his sleeve, glaring at the body before him.
"You....were just too weak."
Junhyung's stood to his feet, cursing and yelling death threats at the man below. However, his outburst was quickly drowned out by the roars of the crowd as soon as they realized Hyunseung was the winner.
Smirking at the crowd's sudden reaction, Hyunseung calmly turned and strode out of the arena.
Junhyung gritted his teeth.
"That bastard-!!"
--
"Gikwang!!"
Junhyung dashed into the hospital room, colliding into a nurse guarding the entranceway. At the sight of his friend laying on the hospital bed, he shoved a chair out of the way and ran to his side. Gikwang's once brightly smiling face was covered in bandages, his face pale. A small trickle of blood trailed down the side of his mouth. Ignoring the nurse screaming for him to leave, Junhyung grasped Gikwang's hand.
"Dammit....DAMMIT!!" He yelled. Gikwang's chest was heaving up and down, his eyelids fluttering as he struggled to maintain his breath.
"Gikwang.....this shit shouldn't have happened." He gritted his teeth. "I'll fucking kill him!"
Two of the hospital guards appeared in the doorway, and rushed towards Junhyung. "Geh!-" Junhyung readied himself to attack. He swung a fist at one of the guards head. When his fist collided with the man's skull, he quickly pulled back and kicked the other man, sending him flying into the knocked-over chair. "I'M NOT IN THE MOOD FOR THIS SHIT!!" The nurse screamed and ran, dropping her clipboard. Junhyung took one last look at Gikwang while the guards lay moaning on the ground.
"Gikwang....I will avenge you. That Hyunseung guy...."
He turned and strode out of the room, spitting at the feet of one of the collapsed guards.
"He's fucking dead!!"
--
Doojoon wiped the sweat off of his forehead and threw the towel in the dirty pile next to the gym lockers.
"That was a good workout...."
His match was in two days, but Doojoon felt like he needed to spend as much time preparing as possible. Some of the opponents left in the tournament looked to be extremely tough. He sighed and picked up his stuff, heading out the gym doors into the hallway.
Ever since the tournament, the hotel had been crowded like crazy. However, this time it wasn't the case. Trash and discarded belongings lay scattered all over the deserted hallway. "Weird...." Doojoon muttered. Maybe more of the annoying competitors had been eliminated. He shrugged as he turned towards where the elevators were.
Doojoon stood in front of the elevator door, yawning while waiting for it to arrive. He turned his head to look down the hallway, bored. But seeing who was at the end made his eyes widen in shock.
"No......no way."
There was no mistaking it. He was too familiar. That soft brown hair, his small stature...everything!!
"Yoseob-!!" Doojoon exclaimed in surprise. Realizing his mistake, he quickly slapped a hand over his mouth. But it was too late.
Yoseob turned around at the sound of his name, surprised. But what he saw was who he had been searching for this entire time. His expression quickly changed from determination to rage.
"DOOJOON!!!" He snarled. At this moment, the elevator opened its doors. Doojoon quickly ran inside and slammed his fist on the button to go up. "I WON'T LET YOU GET AWAY!!!" Yoseob screamed. He charged towards the elevator, but the doors closed shut just as he was in range. "DAMMIT!!" Doojoon could hear Yoseob pounding his fists on the elevator doors in rage. As soon as the elevator started its descent, Doojoon breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over.
"No way.....NO FUCKING WAY!!" He stood up and banged his fist against the elevator wall.
"I never thought we would see each other...not here...."
--
Son groaned and kicked up his feet onto his desk. He pulled out a cigar from his pocket and lit it up, puffing out the smoke in rings as his assistant read out information from a clipboard to him.
"Sir...." the assistant paused and spoke to Son. "Is this really in the best interests of the company??"
Son looked over at his assistant, a bored expression on his face.
"You....come here."
The assistant seemed to hesitate for a minute, but slowly walked over to his desk. "Y-yes sir?"
Son spoke. "Give me your hand."
"Wh-what?!" The assistant exclaimed. Upon seeing the menacing look on his boss's face, he slowly placed his hand down on the wooden desk.
In one quick motion, Son grabbed the cigar from his mouth and brought it down right on his assistant's hand, the hot end burning the soft flesh. His assistant screamed in pain as Son slammed his fists on the table.
"DON'T YOU EVER QUESTION MY METHODS!!" He roared. Son stood up out of his chair and stormed out of his office.
"That damn son of mine....I need to deal with him as quickly as possible."
Author: applemochi
Pairing: None
Rating: PG-13 (lots of swearing, violence)
Summary: Six young men and their goals that can only be achieved by this tournament. However, there is only one winner.
Author's Notes: Has it really been almost 3 weeks since I last updated?! I'm sorry ;_; I feel like this chapter didn't turn out how I wanted it to >:( Sorry if anything is confusing!!
I am about to scream if my internet force closes one more time while trying to post this X(
Iron Dragon 00-Prologue
Iron Dragon 01
The tournament's preliminary rounds were now over. The winners were called into a large, grand room with various monitors placed high in the air all around the walls.
Loud chatter was heard from all corners of the room. Even though this was an official tournament announcement, Son was nowhere to be found. However, there was no suspicion about his whereabouts.
As soon as all the semifinalists were present, the lights dimmed and all the various screens lit up, displaying a well-dressed woman speaking in a soothing voice.
"Congratulations, preliminary round winners, for making it to the Iron Dragon World Tournament semifinals! Please wait...."
The screens flashed white for a minute, and then displayed the names of the fighters.
"Please wait while we display the semifinal lineup." The woman continued. Less than a minute later, the names were being sorted into brackets while the woman continued speaking. "Please view the lineup. The name opposite of yours is the opponent you shall be matched against for the semifinal rounds."
At this, all the fighters in the room hushed and stared up at the monitors, wide-eyed.
After giving the fighters enough time to see their opponent, the screens faded to show the woman again. "Please remember that the contestants will be facing each other in the various arenas, and any battles that take place outside of the designated areas shall be void. Please look forward to the Iron Dragon Semifinals!!"
The room went dark after the screens shut off, leaving everyone in the room rather bewildered.
"Did you see that??" Junhyung nudged his friend Gikwang in the arm. "You're one of those that were up first!" Gikwang grimaced. "Yeah, yeah....I'm aware of that, looks like I can't go drinking with you tonight!!" He grinned and left the room with a large crowd of fighters, leaving Junhyung standing there, confused.
...Truth be told though, Gikwang was nervous. His hands were sweaty, and his heart was racing. Gikwang felt as if this match could be almost more dangerous than just a normal fight. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Gikwang decided he had better get some sleep to calm his nerves. He couldn't fight very well if he couldn't even think straight.
--
"It didn't work......"
".....Dammit!!"
Gikwang rolled over in bed, gazing at the ceiling with a reluctant frown. The sunlight filtered in from the windows, making him shield his eyes as he sat up in bed. He was still nervous, still hoping he would do his best. Today was-
BANG!! BANG!!
"HEY, BITCH! OPEN UP!!"
Gikwang recognized that obnoxious voice. He sighed and rolled out of bed, staggering over to the door as the person on the other side continued their assault.
A smirking Junhyung greeted him as soon as he opened the door.
"Hey. You look like hell."
Gikwang frowned. "Only because assholes like you have to come and practically break down my door at fucking seven in the morning!!"
Junhyung just grinned and strode in, over to the bed. "So? It's not like you were asleep anyways." He yawned and stretched out on the mattress, kicking off his muddy boots much to Gikwang's disgust.
There was silence for a moment, the two glaring at each other. Then Junhyung's lips moved.
"So....what's your plan?"
Gikwang sighed and flopped down on the bed right next to him. "That's the thing....I don't know. I don't even know my opponent....this Hyunseung guy. So how can there be a plan?!"
Junhyung sat up and shrugged. "Well damn, I don't know. I've seen this kid before though, this Hyunseung guy or whatever."
Gikwang sat up feverishly. "Really?! What was he like?! Did he look any good??" Junhyung raised an eyebrow at Gikwang's sudden enthusiasm. "I don't know...." he continued, slowly. "He's real skinny, and like, I don't know, really fucking pretty for a guy, no homo intended dude. I caught him wandering around downstairs, but he kind of looks...."
Junhyung stopped and frowned. "I don't know, like emotionless or something. Like a damn robot."
Gikwang sighed. "So basically, I'm fighting some fucking pretty boy cyborg." Junhyung smacked him on the back of his head. "No!! I haven't seen him fight, so there's no idea what he's capable of....."
His voice trailed off as Gikwang sighed and stood up, stretching. "Ok, that was helpful and all, but-"
He was cut short by a small tug on his wrist. He turned around, confused to see Junhyung glaring straight up at him.
"Gikwang...." his lips slowly moved.
"Please....just be careful...."
--
It was hot outside, way too hot. Gikwang squinted up into the bright sunlight. "Hmmm...."
He was in the middle of one of the smaller arenas, awaiting the arrival of his opponent. A few eager spectators were standing outside of the arena barriers, chattering noisily.
Gikwang frowned a little. "Why are all these people here?!" He sighed and wiped some of the sweat off his brow, the hot sun seemingly melting him from the inside out.
".....Brother...." he mumbled softly. Gikwang recalled the whole reason he was here, the reason he had entered the tournament. Fighting had got his family into this whole mess, and now he was going to fight to get them out.
"I'm here."
Gikwang turned around at the sound of this cold voice, a voice that stood out even amongst all of the noise surrounding them.
Gikwang smirked, amused. "I assume you are Hyunseung?"
Hyunseung didn't respond to this. His sleek groomed hair and slim figure made him seem almost out of place in this tournament. "But..." Gikwang thought, "That look in his eyes.....damn, if looks could kill...."
Gikwang frowned at the lack of a response. "You don't look like you belong here, huh? Why don't you tell me-"
Hyunseung cut him off. "I wish to not partake in such mindless chatter." His expression and voice remained cold and unchanged. Gikwang shrugged. "Fine by me...." he clenched his fists.
".....You ready?!"
At these words, Hyunseung dashed towards Gikwang, striking quickly with his right fist. Gikwang reacted fast enough and blocked it, sending a punch towards Hyunseung's head. Hyunseung ducked, sweeping his leg around to kick Gikwang, who took the blow, fell and quickly rolled over to avoid the hit Hyunseung had aimed towards his chest.
"Ha!" Gikwang grinned, standing up and wiping a bit of dirt from his chin. "Not too bad!"
--
"Hahh...hah..." Junhyung dashed full speed towards the arena where people were crowded ahead of him."Fucker didn't even tell me where his match was!!" He stopped short as soon as he reached the crowd and began shoving angry onlookers out of his way. Once he was at the arena barrier, his look of displeasement changed into a softer one, worry.
"Gikwang-!"
He and his opponent were both forcing strong blows on each other, however, the timing of each hit seemed almost even. Junhyung grimaced. This Hyunseung guy was not going to be easy for Gikwang to defeat....
--
"Damn!" Gikwang jumped back from Hyunseung as he released a string of quick jabs. So far, the two were evenly matched, trading hits as if on cue. As opposed to Hyunseung's lightning-fast speed, which Gikwang lacked, he made up for it with his raw, untamed power. Hyunseung swung a kick over Gikwang's head, just as he ducked in time.
"Gotcha!" Gikwang sent a fist hurling towards Hyunseung's opening. His hit was a success, sending Hyunseung staggering backwards, clutching his stomach in pain.
"Fuck!" Hyunseung gritted his teeth. The hot pain searing in his stomach had not been felt by him in a such a long time. Hyunseung couldn't even recall the last time he had been hit in such an open spot, especially with such force as the individual in front of him had just unleashed. Did this Gikwang guy think he was something special? Seeing the satisfied grin spread all over his opponent's face, Hyunseung only felt one thing, raw fury.
The will to kill in him was stronger than ever before.
When Gikwang tried for another hit, he sidestepped it and turned to face his opponent's back.
".....NOW YOU'VE DONE IT!!" Grabbing the back of his head, he threw Gikwang head first into the dirt ground. "Gah!!" Gikwang barely had enough time to dodge again before Hyunseung swung his fist around, the punch aimed right for his forehead. He was panting heavily when he stood up, his head throbbing from the contact with the ground.
Hyunseung's normally monotone expression and voice were now gone, replaced by anger.
"I'll kill you-!!"
Gikwang immediately ducked again as Hyunseung spoke these words, aiming a hit once again at his head.
Seeing as his hit didn't make any impact, Hyunseung reacted almost with inhuman speed and sent a quick barrage of punches his way. Gikwang couldn't block fast enough, and was sent flying towards the wall, colliding with the steel barricade and collapsing to the floor, trying to regain his stamina.
Hyunseung reacted fast, way too fast. He charged over to where Gikwang was and grabbed him by the chest, slamming him into the steel barricade again. Gikwang choked, spitting up some blood as his body collided with the steel wall. A loud clang echoed through the arena. Outside the barrier, Junhyung jerked to his feet, yelling and cursing furiously. Laughing maliciously, Hyunseung reared his fist back and thrust it into Gikwang's stomach, causing him to collide into the steel again. Gikwang screamed in pain as Hyunseung laughed, hitting him repeatedly until Gikwang was nearly to the point of unconsciousness. He could feel the impact of each blow colliding into Gikwang's body, the resounding clangs of steel that followed and the cries of agony escaping from Gikwang's lips all sending a sort of rush to him.
"That's right! It fucking hurts, doesn't it?!?" Hyunseung's normally uninterested face had become one of a madman. Picking up Gikwang's battered body by his neck, he laughed cruelly as he tightened his grip, seeing Gikwang struggle more and more to breathe. Gikwang closed his eyes, trying his hardest to stay conscious. A small voice echoed inside of his head, the voice of his younger brother.
"Gikwang....you can do it!!"
He snapped his eyes open, something seemingly flooding him with energy. "Brother....brother!" He called weakly.
"What's that?" Hyunseung laughed."Calling for someone to help you?! How pathetic." He tightened his hold on Gikwang's neck."And now....I'll end your pathetic-"
Hyunseung stopped, his eyes widening. Something had changed in his opponent. Gikwang stopped struggling against Hyunseung's attempts to crush his throat. There was a moment of confusion before Gikwang lifted his head up, his gaze set on the man before him.
Hyunseung felt a jolt of terror course throughout his body. Here in front of him, the man he had almost beat to death was now grinning at him.
Except it was the grin of a maniac.
Gikwang started laughing in a sadistic manner as the spectators hushed, an eerie silence filling the arena.
When the last of Gikwang's laughter echoed throughout the steel walls, he stopped and grabbed Hyunseung's arm, the arm that was holding him by his throat. Tightening his grip, he laughed again as Hyunseung struggled against his tight hold, Gikwang's fingernails digging into his forearm.
"Ahh.....AGGGGHHH!!" Hyunseung screamed in pain as Gikwang's grip got tighter and tighter, blood now dripping from his arm. He yelled in agony when a resounding crack sounded from his wrist, Gikwang's iron grip crushing it. Hyunseung immediately let go of Gikwang, backing away and clutching his hand. Taking advantage of Hyunseung's weakness, Gikwang charged towards him and slammed his fist straight into Hyunseung's stomach.
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"Oh...shit...."
Junhyung was watching the match intently, his gaze like that of a hawk. For a moment, he feared Gikwang was going to lose his life. But now it was almost in reverse.
".....Fuck!"
Down below, Hyunseung was gasping for breath on the ground, that last blow having knocked the wind out of his lungs.
Junhyung narrowed his eyes, recalling when he had fought against Gikwang, the first time they had met. He gripped the metal railing with sweaty hands.
"When he fights...when he gets like this.....
.....he's a fucking monster."
--
"Hah!! Is that all you got?! You son of a bitch."
Hyunseung gazed up weakly at the man standing before him, raising his hands casually in the air and grinning at his downed opponent.
"Fuck!....." He gritted his teeth. This fight was now reversed, him being on the weaker end now. Despite all of the hits Hyunseung had successfully landed earlier, Gikwang seemed to be unaffected.
".....get up."
Hyunseung was exhausted. He had spent so much energy earlier just keeping the pace of the fight even. His fights usually had never lasted this long before.
".....I said get up!!"
The voice coming from his opponent was now darker, and more sadistic. His bloodied face did nothing to help the fact that Gikwang now looked like a damn monster.
"....GET UP!!" He roared.
Hyunseung rolled out of the way as Gikwang's fist slammed into the ground, right where his head was. Wincing as his wrist made contact with the dirt ground, Hyunseung ducked and avoided all of Gikwang's follow up hits. His opponent's hits weren't even calculated now, Gikwang was just almost swinging his fists randomly, hoping for a hit.
But that was what made it even more dangerous, as Hyunseung could not even predict what was coming next. He still had somewhat of an upper advantage, being able to think straight. Gikwang seemed as if he had lost his mind.
"Hahahaha......AHAHAHAHA!!' That evil grin was still set on his face. Gikwang now delighted at the confusion in his opponent, laughing as Hyunseung feverishly dodged his hits. "YOU SAY IT HURTS?! I'LL SHOW YOU SOMETHING THAT REALLY FUCKING HURTS!!" He screamed, slamming a fist into Hyunseung's skull. Hyunseung was knocked senseless for a moment, his vision blurring as he staggered slightly. "This ends now!!"
Hyunseung charged towards Gikwang. This last hit was all or nothing.....all or nothing!
"HYAHHHHH!!!" He yelled as he ran straightforward towards Gikwang, his opponent being suddenly caught off guard. Hyunseung jumped and swung his leg towards Gikwang's head, the kick being successful and causing Gikwang to fall to the ground. He landed quickly and slammed both palms into Gikwang's chest as hard as he could, ignoring the sharp pain from his wrist. Gikwang gasped and choked, a sharp crack coming from his ribs. He screamed at the pain coming from his chest.
"This pain....AUGHHHH!!" His body was past his limits. He began coughing for breath, his sight slowly fading to black. The last thing he saw was Hyunseung's face, smiling maliciously down at him.
"No....brother...." he whispered before closing his eyes, his vision succumbing to total darkness.
--
Hyunseung now stood alone. Gikwang's defeated body lay before him, blood splattered on the soft dirt. Hyunseung wiped his face off with his sleeve, glaring at the body before him.
"You....were just too weak."
Junhyung's stood to his feet, cursing and yelling death threats at the man below. However, his outburst was quickly drowned out by the roars of the crowd as soon as they realized Hyunseung was the winner.
Smirking at the crowd's sudden reaction, Hyunseung calmly turned and strode out of the arena.
Junhyung gritted his teeth.
"That bastard-!!"
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"Gikwang!!"
Junhyung dashed into the hospital room, colliding into a nurse guarding the entranceway. At the sight of his friend laying on the hospital bed, he shoved a chair out of the way and ran to his side. Gikwang's once brightly smiling face was covered in bandages, his face pale. A small trickle of blood trailed down the side of his mouth. Ignoring the nurse screaming for him to leave, Junhyung grasped Gikwang's hand.
"Dammit....DAMMIT!!" He yelled. Gikwang's chest was heaving up and down, his eyelids fluttering as he struggled to maintain his breath.
"Gikwang.....this shit shouldn't have happened." He gritted his teeth. "I'll fucking kill him!"
Two of the hospital guards appeared in the doorway, and rushed towards Junhyung. "Geh!-" Junhyung readied himself to attack. He swung a fist at one of the guards head. When his fist collided with the man's skull, he quickly pulled back and kicked the other man, sending him flying into the knocked-over chair. "I'M NOT IN THE MOOD FOR THIS SHIT!!" The nurse screamed and ran, dropping her clipboard. Junhyung took one last look at Gikwang while the guards lay moaning on the ground.
"Gikwang....I will avenge you. That Hyunseung guy...."
He turned and strode out of the room, spitting at the feet of one of the collapsed guards.
"He's fucking dead!!"
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Doojoon wiped the sweat off of his forehead and threw the towel in the dirty pile next to the gym lockers.
"That was a good workout...."
His match was in two days, but Doojoon felt like he needed to spend as much time preparing as possible. Some of the opponents left in the tournament looked to be extremely tough. He sighed and picked up his stuff, heading out the gym doors into the hallway.
Ever since the tournament, the hotel had been crowded like crazy. However, this time it wasn't the case. Trash and discarded belongings lay scattered all over the deserted hallway. "Weird...." Doojoon muttered. Maybe more of the annoying competitors had been eliminated. He shrugged as he turned towards where the elevators were.
Doojoon stood in front of the elevator door, yawning while waiting for it to arrive. He turned his head to look down the hallway, bored. But seeing who was at the end made his eyes widen in shock.
"No......no way."
There was no mistaking it. He was too familiar. That soft brown hair, his small stature...everything!!
"Yoseob-!!" Doojoon exclaimed in surprise. Realizing his mistake, he quickly slapped a hand over his mouth. But it was too late.
Yoseob turned around at the sound of his name, surprised. But what he saw was who he had been searching for this entire time. His expression quickly changed from determination to rage.
"DOOJOON!!!" He snarled. At this moment, the elevator opened its doors. Doojoon quickly ran inside and slammed his fist on the button to go up. "I WON'T LET YOU GET AWAY!!!" Yoseob screamed. He charged towards the elevator, but the doors closed shut just as he was in range. "DAMMIT!!" Doojoon could hear Yoseob pounding his fists on the elevator doors in rage. As soon as the elevator started its descent, Doojoon breathed a sigh of relief and leaned over.
"No way.....NO FUCKING WAY!!" He stood up and banged his fist against the elevator wall.
"I never thought we would see each other...not here...."
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Son groaned and kicked up his feet onto his desk. He pulled out a cigar from his pocket and lit it up, puffing out the smoke in rings as his assistant read out information from a clipboard to him.
"Sir...." the assistant paused and spoke to Son. "Is this really in the best interests of the company??"
Son looked over at his assistant, a bored expression on his face.
"You....come here."
The assistant seemed to hesitate for a minute, but slowly walked over to his desk. "Y-yes sir?"
Son spoke. "Give me your hand."
"Wh-what?!" The assistant exclaimed. Upon seeing the menacing look on his boss's face, he slowly placed his hand down on the wooden desk.
In one quick motion, Son grabbed the cigar from his mouth and brought it down right on his assistant's hand, the hot end burning the soft flesh. His assistant screamed in pain as Son slammed his fists on the table.
"DON'T YOU EVER QUESTION MY METHODS!!" He roared. Son stood up out of his chair and stormed out of his office.
"That damn son of mine....I need to deal with him as quickly as possible."