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After walking around this new place I've managed to get into the underground criminal world. It was strange the way it happened. I noticed a group of about twenty people in an isolated part of town. They were distracted by what was going on in the center of the group and they were shouting. These weren't the kind of people you wanted to approach and make friends with right away. They were a nasty sort.
It wasn't long before they noticed my my approach. The looks on their faces told me right away that they knew that I was a newbie in town. A girl near the boundaries of the mass of people stared at me. She had a tattoo of a white star over her right eye. Her skin was pale and her lips were ruby red. Yet black hair hung voluminously around her face, accentuating her penetrating deep brown eyes. When she saw me staring back she looked away, a trace of disgust washing over her physiognomy.
"Hey punk, what the hell are you doing here?!" It was a man's voice. He was directly behind me.
"I'm new here," I responded. "Just checking out what's going on."
"Well, this isn't a place for newbies so get the f*** out!" His voice was coarse and angry.
"You can curse at me all you want, but I'm not easily intimidated," I replied calmly. I squared my shoulders, turned directly towards him, and stared harshly into his eyes. I wanted to pick a fight. I could sense some of the characters around us turning to see what was going on.
"So, you think you're tough, huh? You have no idea who you're effing with!" The burly man blitzed me, but I was too quick. Easily, I moved left, stuck out my right foot, and let him trip over it. I had the crowd's attention.
"Bones! What's going on?!" The questioned seemed to come from somewhere near the center of the crowd. I turned to see a young man walking towards me and the large man that now lay sprawled on the ground.
"This son of a b**** doesn't know how to follow directions," said the man from the ground.
"I surprised Bones. This kind of job is your specialty." The handsome young man, dressed in a silver suit turned towards me. "Who are you?"
"My name is Blue Orb. I just wanted to see what was going on when this fat a** tried to cajole me."
"Listen Blue Orb, we're not very welcoming of new guests. You are interrupting our meeting. I prefer it if you leave right away." He looked like he meant business. The crowd was now shooting me nasty looks.
"What do you guys have going on here?" I asked ignoring his request.
"This is a fight club. And unless you start leaving we'll force you to leave." The man's jaw was clenched. I could see his skin rippling over the muscles on his lower mandible.
"I'll fight the toughest guy you've got." I said. This was my only way into this group. The man didn't respond right away. He stared me down. The people were now surrounding us, leaving room between us. They were watching him for his decision.
"Fine. But we show no mercy here. You might wanna make peace with God now, or you might never get another chance. Simon!" A man of Asian descent walked into the center of the circle. He was dressed in raggedy, gray clothes. His beard was incomplete and scraggly. His hair was black and cropped short, but messy. "Show this newbie punk the ropes. Make sure he won't ever want to come back."
Simon smiled revealing crooked brown teeth. His smile widened and turned into a ghostly grin. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, he let out a piercing scream, and with a flurry of kicks and punches he came at me. I did everything I could to hold back. I blocked every one of his moves with ease, moving left and right as he continued to assault me. My hands moved effortlessly up and down, blocking with my fore arms. The crowd was silent.
Simon kept this up for about two minutes, but I did not budge. I stood my ground and blocked all of his advancements. He paused a few feet from me to catch his breath. This would be over soon. He looked up at me, fatigued, screamed again and ran up to me. In the milliseconds that it took him to reach me I brought my hands together to form a ball with both of my fists. I let the energy within me fill cavity in the center of this sphere of fingers. As Simon swung his right fist towards my face I ducked, to me time seemed to have stopped. Making sure that I wouldn't hurt him enough to kill him I slammed both of my fists into his abdomen. A spark of blue exploded between us. It was the energy within me. Simon flew five feet into the air and landed twenty feet away from me.
That's how I got in with the group. That's how I met Damien, the young man in the silver suit, my connection to the Mutts.