In this moment I am not in front of Cynthia Goodsky I am not in my room at Xyrus academy I am back at the streets of London.
"Oi you man....what are you saying cuz!!." A fella dressed in a black jacket and navy blue sweat pants taunts me as I prepare to finish my shopping in the local super market. I glare at him and supress a snort in realisation of what type of fella he is.
'This skinny cunt.... is chatting a lot of...shit for no reason.' I think to myself with complete disinterest, he is taller than I am, he appear to stand at around 183cm. But I know that I am faster and stronger him so I do the polite thing and decide to pay for my things and leave without turning around.
"Oi fucker." He roars from behind me. I continue to walk until I am outside the supermarkets. Neon lights shimmer all around me, many people on their phones walk about either students who have finished their "studies" in secondary school or university or adults who have finished slaving off for the day at their shite job walk with dead expressions on their faces.
'This is why I have to win....I cant be like the rest of them!! No I wont be.' Five lads dressed in black jackets and skie masks block my way knowing the drill I allow the thugs to guide me to an ally-way near a local pub. The lad wearing navy blue sweats who I assume is the ringleader takes off his hood and skie mask to glare at me with eyes full of hate.
"Lads, lads....I think there's been a misunderstanding I am just a humble sixteen-year old kick-boxer not a roadman or a gang..." I shut my mouth as the ringleader takes out a knife that is nearly as long as a full grown man's arm.
"Evan... you little pussiyo." I frown the fella knows my name but I don't know him. I scan his face for any recognition he has a long pale face with a scar on his left eyebrow his eyes are a vivid blue colour his hair a massy brown. None of his features registered to my brain.
"Do... you know who I am cuz." He asks me in a dangerous tone as he moves the blade close to my chest. I sigh and look at him straight in the eye. "I don't know who the fuck you are..cuz." I say letting go of the shopping beg on my right hand. I immediately put my hands up in jester of peace. I cant break their faces yet.
"You should know the name of the fella you're trying to... cuck." He says sounding like his ready to spill blood. I frown noting something strange about him. I know drug addicts and this fella is...a drug addict.
"whats your girls name man cause...I don't think I know her." Before he could open his cunt mouth again I decide to act. "And pluss I wouldn't fuck any gal thats been with...., an ugly cunt like you!!." I say grinning before he could even react I had already moved I grabbed the wrist that he held his knife with and twisted it violently with the sound of like a bone being crushed between teeth. The young man screamed and fell on the floor holding his wrist.
"Are you mad blood!!" One of the lads in black shouted at me he is bigger than the rest of his friends standing at 190cm but I am faster I rush at him and burry my knee into his cock he screams worse than his leader, before he could fall on the dirty pavement however I knee him on the face for good measure. I soon broke the rest of the group with ease as soon a their leader and their heavy-hitter went down. I save the last one for questioning.
"Who.... the fuck are you lads!!." I roar at his face knowing that he is the weak link of their little crew. His smaller than the rest of them and I already have him by the throat so this should be easy but!
'I should be quick these lads sure are screamer the police might be here soon so I should step, as soon as I get my answers.'
The young fella shakes like a winter leaf his dark face is sweaty his braids are a mass. I grab the young lad by his throat even tighter he winces and gasps.
"I was told by Ethan..agh." He starts struggling to breathe I loosen my grip on his throat and spit through greeted teeth. "Say less bruv.....I know who you're on about in it."
I put the little fella down and grab my groceries from the ground and turn around to leave. I pause looking at the smallest of the lads in black.
'The fella is to young to be playing roadman.' So I decide to help him a bit.
"If you wanna make a future for yourself." I pause not knowing what to say. 'Fuck it!! we need extra members anyway.'
"You should come to a gym called north fist down south.... or you can continue to be a roadman its all up to you of course." as I walked away the little fella called out to me. "Oi!! mate whats your name." I turned and grinned. "Smith.... Evan Smith."
As I look at Cynthia some of my memories from earth of getting ambushed rush back to me like a wave. I didn't expect this old bitch to be here. I sigh and take a seat next to Jamie. The three of us seat there in complete silence for a few moments. Jamie Clears his throat awkwardly. "Ahem.... since my cousin is here director Goodsky, I will be joining some of my friends in the dinning..."
"No you wont." I say he looks at me with annoyance on his face. But I continue. "You're a Wykes as well Jamie I'm sure what the director is gonna....share with me will be important to you as.... well."
He knows I am chatting shit but the unspoken rule amongst noble families is that the younger brother supports the older brother without hesitation. So he seats back down even though he hates politics.
'Does this guy think I wanna talk politics with this... old bitch naah....bruv I would rather fight realmheart Arthur and Silvie in a 2V1.'
Cynthia just shakes her head in amusement. "Relax boys.... I am not here to hustle you with political schemes." She says winking causing a slight shiver to run up my spine the old woman continues. "I am here to talk about a....mutual acquaintance we have I'm sure you know him red hair, blue eyes oh...and his also a member of the disciplinary committee." Jamie puts his hand on his chin in thought the he points a finger at me in realisation.
"Arthur!! you fought Arthur Leywin didn't you?"
"How do you know that peasant?" I asked surprised by the fact that Jamie knew who the fuck Arthur was. "Oh... Please cousin we saw him this morning he was the red-haired boy with a white fox on his head... or was it a cat I forgot." Jamie said shrugging at that very moment Cynthia cleared her throat and stood from my bed.
"Anyway I wanted to tell you." She said her tone sounding extremely serious. "You should... never provoke Arthur....like you did today, because you could never truly best him." Her eyes met mine and I knew at that moment that she was completely right I could never beat Arthur at his full strength for now!! that is.
'Who says I wont be able to crush him once I complete my adventures in the Beast glades. ' I wasn't a king in my past like him I wasn't some old cunt who had everything but still got depressed like him. Although I sympathise with Arthur and I really like him despite the taunts and shit I talked, after all me and him are similar in certain ways.
'But!!! THIS IS MY TIME!! I was given an opportunity of a life time....I wont be second fiddle to Arthur nor will I glaze or lick his arse like the rest of the people of this world.' As Cynthia walks to the door and prepares to leave as Jamie sighs besides me and mumbles about how I always cause trouble for the Wykes family laughter spews between my teeth. Jamie looks at me with one brow raised Cynthia give me a curious look.
"Director." I say while wiping a tear from the corner of my eye. "I have broken your....little champion now you come to warn me of him, for what...my father requested for me to join the disciplinary committee... you denied him so you could choose someone you bloody favoured."
She smiled softly. "I have no favourites my dear...I simply chose Arthur because of his potential which even with your three elements and one deviant he is.....still your, better." I smiled showing my teeth.
"Lady Goodsky." I say. Let it be known that when it comes to the kingdom of violence and magic!! with howls, battle cries and inhumane screams there is a king.....and his name is not Leywin it is Wykes."
"I pity you child." She said as she exited from the room. Jamie pets my shoulder and whistles.
"You are absolutely mad cousin."