[03] Prisoners vs. Magnus!

[Celena]

The man standing by the smoky entrance he had created, had to have either been arrogant because of his statement or knew he was stronger than all of them combined, from having measured their power levels.

“What do we do?” asked the youngest member of the group to the person he was the most familiar with, Xenia.

“I call your bluff,” replied Xenia to the intruder.

“What’s... a bluff?” asked Wolfgang softly.

“It’s best coming from you,” replied Xenia to Magnus.

“I’m going to enjoy planting my foot into that smart ass of yours.”

“You won’t get the pleasure,” she replied.

The tall, blue feminine lizard was not in the mood and thus she decided to kick start the fight, disappearing from sight and then reappeared behind him. It was evident that there were more people besides Xenia and Zasha who possessed the ability to teleport from one area to another. Seeing her move, it would not have surprised the saiyan princess if the blue creature could actually teleport from one planet to another. From observing her, it was also evident that she was exceptional in hand to hand combat, even superior to the blonde’s. As she watched the blue skinned fighter move ever so gracefully in battle, she was confident that the tall being belonged to the reptilian race. Xenia had studied their race when she was seventeen. Their most distinctive features were their blue skin and their tall height. Based on her studies, the blue fighter was short for being a reptilian as the average height for a female reptilian was six feet, two inches. There was history between the saiyans and the reptilians. The reptilians used to be enslaved by the saiyan’s, up until her parents gave what was left of their race, their independence. Although Xenia felt pity for the near extinct race, a smile reached her face as she watched the female reptilian in combat. At least there was promise in one of them.

The elegantly dressed Mr Zhu was set to join the battle as he quickly approached the enemy, the long, thin, wisps on his hands swaying from side to side simultaneously. Sage turned to her sister with an expression that read ‘do I have a choice?’, but her reluctance to fight was nothing compared to the pintsized saiyan who lunged towards Xenia and wrapped his hands around her waist, causing the young woman to gasp as she witnessed his nervous face.

“Why are bad things happening?” he asked.

Confusion reached her face upon studying his saiyan tale. The colour of the boy’s hair was black and its style was rugged, typical of a full-blooded member of their race. Naturally, she had assumed he would have been the first one to attack their enemy, but this boy lacked the thirst for combat which was supposed to be a purebred’s strongest trait.

“Aren’t you from planet Vegeta?”

“Huh?” The boy was still clutched to her.

“Planet Vegeta, home of the saiyan race.”

“I’ve never heard of that. What are saiyans?”

She smiled at nobody in particular.”I thought so,” she uttered softly. The poor boy had probably been abandoned by his biological parents and shipped to earth, discovered by good natured parents who brought him up and nurtured him as an earthling. It was no wonder he cowered, after all, it was a human’s way of showing fear. A true saiyan never showed their fear. The boy looked pathetic right now. She was embarrassed for him.

“What’s your name?” she asked, pulling him off her.

“Wolfgang.”

At least he had a tough name. That and the fact that Gamer, who was no less than a genius, had selected the boy to participate in Kill Town, had to have held significance.

It was not right that the boy knew nothing about his heritage yet there was Xenia, who knew everything about their race. He had a right to know and Xenia felt not just as a person but as a princess of his race, that she should be the one to tell him. Perhaps she could begin by telling him that the life he had been living was a lie, but regardless, this was not the time to enlighten him with the revelation.

“What’s yours?”

“Xenia.”

Sage flashed him a smile, unlike her sister she believed it was fortunate that Wolfgang knew nothing about who he really was. The earthlings were nice people. Earth was a good place despite the trouble she had landed herself into throughout the course of her stay. Full-blooded saiyans were savages, epitomized bloodlust and most of them were their own worst enemies, experiencing destruction at their own hands. It was better that he was a coward as opposed to bearing the traits that she despised.

Xenia turned to Sage who was still hesitant to fight. “There are just some things you can’t avoid.”

The reptile and the man were no match for Magnus who was knocking them around with ease. Finally, after knocking them down yet again, he turned his attention the other prisoners. “It seems the three of you do not want to play,” he said, walking towards them.

“Sometime today,” said Xenia to Sage telepathically. It was a message that only Sage could hear. Xenia had somehow managed to fence the others out of her message.

Magnus inspected the three from right to left. He turned from the hesitation in Sage’s eyes to the defiance in Xenia’s, and then to the fear in Wolfgang’s.

Magnus smiled. He had found his next target.

“Fresh meat,” he said, heading for the boy, but Xenia stepped in front of him, pushing him back with her left hand. He tumbled backwards onto the floor while her right forearm clashed against the razor sharp knuckles on his left hand. It felt as if her forearm had made contact against a fist made of steel. She gritted her teeth from the excruciating pain. It had been evident from the previous event involving the Darkspawn that Wolfgang was inept when it came to fighting. If Magnus could hurt her with an indirect punch, then Wolfgang was fucked; Gamer’s employee could easily dismantle the boy’s cranium with a fist to the face.

“Run kid!” she yelled.

“Are you death?!” He thrust his fist into the right hand side of her face. A light flashed and the next thing Xenia knew, she was on the ground. “I already told you, there is no way you can escape.”

Magnus vanished and reappeared in front of Wolfgang who had already made it a few metres past the hole in the wall the assassin had created.

“Xena!” cried Sage, rushing to her sister’s aid. She tried to touch the blonde but Xenia flicked her hand aside. “This is a fight...you stupid fool. Which do you do prefer, to continue being a lame duck and have him...uh,” she moaned. “Kick your ass, or, to fight and get your ass kicked...trying?”

With every step Wolfgang backed away, Magnus moved towards him. “Nuh uh uhhh,” said the man waving his index finger from left to right. “This is my event, and you’ll play by my rules, bitch!”