Chapter 9

The boy was laying fast asleep in a twin sized bed after a hard day. He had been kidnapped by the Urano military and was drafted as a twelve year old boy.

It was absurd but it was all too true.

The boy begins to have a dream of him fighting in a war. Blood and guts were everywhere on the battlefield.

People were being killed all around the boy. They were dropping on the body like flies.

The boy was in sheer terror as he seen all the violence around him.

All sorts of warriors were fighting the boy but somehow he was victorious. It truly puzzled him to how he was able to beat so many warriors in the dream single handed.

Then it dawn on the boy and he realized he had a group of warriors behind as he was leading the charge in the battle.

The boy was no warrior but here in this dream he was fighting in this massive battle, like it was nothing.

Eventually the battle ended and all the warriors gathered around the fully grown boy. They were saluting the boy as he was somebody was important.

The soldiers saluted and said,”Thank you General for helping us win this battle!”

He returned the salute.

The boy then immediately woke up out of his sleep and he was sweating so much that his bed was wet. He was also breathing heavily so much that that he panting like a dog on a hot summer’s day.

He takes a shower and dries himself off. He jumps back into the clothes that he been given since his own clothes were dirty due to him climbing through all sorts of grim that he had acquired through his attempted escape from the complex.

The boy laid on the edge of his bed begins to ponder within himself.

“How could I be a general? I am no leader? I like fighting and wrestling, but that is for fun not

for self preservation. Oh, what a dream!”

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William and Susie were both at church one Sunday night with William preaching for the night’s service. It was a very spiritual service that was emotional for everybody that attended the service. The Lord’s spirit was all over the service which stretched out to several hours in length.

Once the service ends, the couple shakes everybody’s hands. The church was almost completely

empty when somebody comes up to the couple.

The man asks,”How can you serve a god that took away your only child that he supposedly gave to you?”

The couple remained silent on top of the platform for a while before they could respond.

The couple begin to cry.

Susie spoke,”It was for the glorification of our God and savior. The Lord gives and takes away.

The Lord gave us him so we gave him back to be made into whatever person he was made for. He was

set aside for a special service!”

The person did not respond to the woman’s comment and walked out of the church.

William raised his hands to the ceiling and begun to praise the Lord.

“Thank you God for giving me such a spiritual wife! Thank you for the blessing.”

William held his wife’s hand and went back home.

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The boy was sleeping in his humble bed when the door flies open and the lights straightaway

were turned on.

Some drill Sargent ran into the room and was yelling at the top of his lungs for the boy to get up. The lad did as he was told and got dressed in the clothes that he was given.

The Sargent yelled,”Get up boy! You have work to do! You are mine and if tell you do

something you better do it. If I say jump you better ask how high! You have no will of your own, because you are nothing but Urano property! I will not baby you like, when you were sucking on your mother’s tit!”

The drill sergeant then said some off color jokes which offended the lad but he thought that it was better to just keep his mouth shut since it would not make the situation any better. He was in a new world and it was in his best interest to go with the flow. There was a time and season for everything and this was the time to be silent. That much he learned as a young boy from his minister parents.

The boy was basically chased down the hall by the drill Sargent into a large hall of teens and preteens like himself were taken by the Urano military to be used for some unknown purpose. The youth were to be tested of their abilities in all imaginable ways.

The teens were put through all sorts of physical tests: speed tests, strength tests, endurance tests over the course of a day.

The teens were utterly worn out by the testing and were all laying on the ground. They had not ate or drunk at all the entire day.

The drill Sargent was screaming at the children to get them to rise off the ground and get them to go to another destination.

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General Hagotti was in a large control room with several TV screens showing the teenagers struggles through out the entire day of testing. He had looked over all the results of each of the candidates.

The boy really caught the eye of the officer and he was impressed to how the lad had kept his cool throughout the entire training. The lad was not in a panic as he should be and had a level head.

Hagotti thought to himself,”This lad is calmer than people twenty years older than he is. He is a

natural that I can use to make something special.”

Then an officer walked into the control room and it was the officer that had wanted to kill the boy for his escape attempt.

Hagotti spoke,”Oh hi Hemotto! You come to see the results too? We have some some promising gyms.”

Hemotto saw the boy on one of the TV screens and his face turns bright red as an apple.

Hagotti spoke,”You still have resentment because you and your thug got outsmarted by a mere 12 year old boy. It is not right, fellow general.”

General Hemotto stormed out of the room in a hurry as Hagotti had a huge grin on his face. Hemotto did not liked to upstaged by anybody specially a young boy.

Hagotti spoke,’The boy was not the strongest or the fastest, yet he was among the most skilled. He is a natural skilled person as if he was made for combat and the training involved. I knew that I could make something out of him from the first time that I saw him!”

The general spoke over a loud speaker,”Sargent get the soldiers cleaned up and sent to the cafeteria to get filled up with food for tomorrow.”

The drill instructors yelled,”You heard the general! Let us get moving!”

The general was grinning from ear to ear while standing in the large control room.

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The boy was in a locker room changing into a clean jump suit provided to him by the military complex. Each of the locker had a name for each of the recruits.

One of the larger boys in the group comes up to the boy and said,”You did really good for such a little guy! Call me impressed.”

The boy smiled in response of the large boy’s comment.

The bigger boy asked,”Where are you from if I be so bold?”

The boy spoke,”Area 0623 is where I am from!”

Three boys over hear the conversation and walk near the two boys.

Some other boys mocked,”Is that not near the ghettos? You must be one of those trashy people!”

The boy spoke,”No I am the son of ministers so I am not very rich with money but we are not living in the ghettos. We are simply part of the middle class.”

The boy would not give the three trouble makers anymore of his time.

Some other boys mocked,”That is not much better though! You people have to work blue collar jobs to just survive, unlike us.”

The boy spoke,”I was the top of my high end school despite not having all the tutors and

trainers you rich folk had access. They all went down just the same after we competed with each other.”

The boys were about to fight when the large boy stood between them and the boy.

The large boy spoke,”We have enough work to do without getting in trouble for getting in fights

over whose dick is bigger! Let’s leave it laying!”

The three rich boy back off and walked away from the two boys.

“Thanks for the help back there,” said the boy.

The large boy spoke,”The name is kill Joy and I am here to be a combat medic, so do not think

anything of me looking after my fellow man. It is just part of the job and nothing more.”

The boy smiled at the name and spoke,”A medic with Kill Joy for name, what a world we live in! Wow what a day!”

Kill Joy spoke,”I know, it is still a little strange for me as well! I can get over it somehow.”

The boy spoke,”But I think it sounds better as Dr. Kill Joy which just puts it over the top!”

Joy spoke,”Paging Dr. Kill Joy, your next victim, er patient is waiting!”

Both of the boys laughed hard at the joke.

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The group of recruits then went to one of the base’s many cafeterias and ate dinner there. It was not the same cafeteria that the boy had ate with the officers. It must had been the recruits’ place to eat, since they were just given some slop called food. The food there was simply dreadful and the boy thought that dog food could not had taste any worse.

Some of the boys started to complain about the food but they were forced to eat more while the drill sergeants yelled at them until it was gone.

The recruits ate the slop like it was the best food that they had ever had or they were yelled at by the sergeants. The boy and Kill Joy ate it with forced smiles on their faces

The rich kids early hated the food, but were forced it anyway with a smile on their faces, because it was eat the food or public humiliation. The rich kids were too proud to risk such humiliation in front of others they saw as lower than themselves.

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The next phase of the testing of the recruits, was the intellectual test to see where all the different recruits stood out individually. The physical tests were taken on the first day of the tests while the intelligence tests were on day two. All hundred enlistees were forced to take all sorts of IQ tests to see how smart they really were in every considerable way. Skills testing was next in the testing program along with job testing.

All the tests were extremely hard with most of the boys being very nervous. The richer kids were used to being prepared by tutors for all kinds of tests, well in advance. This was not the case here and they all did poorly. The more well off kids tested more towards the middle of the bell curve. Kill Joy tested high and was second place in the intelligence tests. Joy was nervous throughout the testing, but did well in the end. The Boy was praying himself through the tests and did very good. He was the lead by taking first place. The Boy had thought that he was doing bad but he begin to feel a great peace upon him.

Finally all the tests were over for the day and the boys were sent to eat again in the same old cafeteria.

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Hagotti was the control room overlooking all the tests and he was generally pleased with the results.

Hagotti spoke to no one in particular,”Kill Joy tested very high and is perfect to be a combat doctor. He tested also high for being an officer for the academy here. The boy who outsmarted Hemotto

scored the highest on all the intelligence tests and is a perfect candidate to be an elite officer in the upcoming new age of Urano officers. Some of the others tested poorly this time, despite being the pick of the litter supposedly. That is why you can’t judge by appearance or by one’s name.

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The next day was battle testing and the hundred recruits were to fight in four battle royales. This would result in the winner of each of the royales would fight in one final battle.

The first battle royale had twenty-five contestants with one of the rich kids that started an argument with the boy.

The rich kid speaks,”You plebeians, need not even try because I, John, of the well to due Smith

family!”

The rest of the battlers begin to fight each other with fierce intensity. John is taking one foe out

after another until there was only five contestants left in the group.

Four fighters are trying to encircle John when he begins to laugh like a madman.

The four fighters begun to grow afraid and John took advantage of the confusion.

John throws powder in the other four boys’ eyes, as they fight each other into a bloody pulp. John had thrown his voice to try to fool the others while also strategically given blows to the others.

Within minutes the battle was over and John was the winner.

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During the first battle royale, Kill Joy and the Boy was standing beside each other.

Kill Joy spoke,”These Smith boys are hard to beat, so let us fight together if we can. Once it comes down to the two of us then we can see who the better is. You agree?”

Kill Joy was pleased with the answer and remained silent.

The Boy spoke,”so be it then, since we will fight together until the end.”

The next two battle royales went just as the first one had went. Johnny Smith won the second battle while the third battle went to Jonathon Smith. Whomever won the last battle royale would have to fight all three Smith brothers.

The Boy and Kill Joy are in the last group and they will be fighting together until only they

remain. But that was the best case scenario. The two prepare to fight the other twenty-three battlers.

Two fighters attack the duo with punches and they block the blows.

Joy grabs his opponent by one of his arms and swings him towards himself.

Joy punches hard in the face and knocks his opponent flat.

The boy does a Hurricanrana and flips his foe unto his head. Bones could be heard breaking from the

fallen foe.

Twenty-three fighters left.

Various other fights went on along the two boys’ fight.

Seventeen fighters left.

The boy does a sweeper kick and takes the feet out from under one unfortunate boy. Then the foe is hit with an uppercut right in the lower jaw.

Kill Joy head butts his foe in the head, which knocks the enemy down to the ground. While stunned, Joy soccer kicks the rival in his head.

Eleven fighters left.

Four fighters figure out what Kill joy and the boy are doing and rush towards the duo. The two heroes get an idea.

The boy stands on the shoulders of Kill Joy and waits for the opponents to come near.

The boy jumps off of kill joy and head stomps the far right fighter. Then the remaining three receive the same. Kill joy grabs one of the fallen foes and slams them against each other. The four fighters are now knocked out cold.

Two fighters left.

The two boys both know that there could be no draw in this fight and one must prevail.

The boy had the speed advantage, while Kill Joy was the stronger of the duo. He would try to keep his distance at first then he would strike.

The boy kept kicking Kill Joy in his shins as a means to create an even further speed gap between the two.

The tactic begins to work and the Boy becomes brazen by kicking him in both knees. Kill Joy

can not stand up on his feet anymore.

The drill sergeant yells,”Fight Kill Joy or you will lose!”

Kill Joy yells,”I concede!”

One Fighter left: the boy wins block four.

The Boy helps Kill Joy to his feet to the side of a huge stone wall. Kill Joy sits on the ground leaning the sturdy wall.

One of the drill Sergeants yells, Boy, you better get ready for your fight since it will start within a few seconds.

The lad was taken back by the news but did not let it rattle him.

Kill Joy yelled,”He has had the least time to rest than the Smith brothers!”

The drill Sergeant laughs,”War is not fair boy! Get used to it or you will soon die a quick death out on the battlefield!”

Kill Joy remained silent, since he knew that the situation could not changed. He prayed for some kind of miracle but doubted that it would occur.

The Boy thought,”Good Lord, it is three vs one, so I will need your protection. In the past, you had given three-hundred men the victory over an innumerable number of enemies. I fear not will happen, but I would like your help as always.”

The three Smith boys all begin to chant,”Prepare to die, old little ant under the feet under the elite!”

The Boy fearlessly attacks the trio and manages to get a few blows in. This angers the Smith brothers and they prepare to battle the lone boy together.

Johnny yells,”It should not take all three of us to defeat one such as him! We must not shame our family! I will defeat him alone!”

John yells,”You are right, brother! So have it your way!”

Jonathon only laughed chillingly.

While the brothers were talking, the boy took the chance for a surprise attack. So he gave Johnny a hard kick to his temple.

Johnny was knocked smooth out and had his head driven hard into the solid floor.

John decided that it was time to retaliate in kind.

The boy got punched hard in the jaw as blood spewed out as a mist out of his mouth. The mist of blood covered the face of John as the boy swung his arms wildly in the attempt to regain his balance.

John cursed the boy in words that the preacher’s son had never even heard before, let alone had

said himself.

The boy forced himself to act so that he would not have to face certain defeat. He must take any opportunity to get ahead in this handicap match to the finish. A look of determination appeared on the boy’s solemn face.

The look on the face of the boy caused the onlooking drill instructors to take notice of the raw talent that he had possessed.

John was sickened by the sight of being covered in blood, especially someone else’s blood on him. He was not concerned about any Blood borne pathogens, but the sheer humiliation of being spit upon. His family was Urano elite and they saw all others as trash.

John charged at the boy like a bull to a matador. The Smith Brother had totally lost his cool and his skills dropped back down to rank amateur.

The boy knew that it was the correct time to act but he knew one fact all too well.

A cornered animal was extremely dangerous!

John was almost upon him when the boy gave the foe a superkick to the jaw as hard as he possibly could.

Teeth went flying out of John’s mouth along with a spray of blood.

As John was falling down to the ground face first, the Boy gave him a flying knee right in the

chest.

John was knocked hard unto his back with the Boy on top of his torso.

Johnathon lost it since he had never see his brother be hurt or defeated before. It was a strange sight to him and he did not know what to do.

The Smith brother was so distraught that he had tripped over his brothers in the attempt to rush to their sides.

The boy jumped to the feet of Jonathon and put him into a Rindat (Boston) crab. Such a move

causes the victim to have their spine to bend backwards, until they give up due to pain. The boy squatted as deep as he could to lock the move into place.

Jonathon was crying out of pain that he was receiving in his lower back and legs. The pain was something that he was used to giving out and not receiving back in kind.

The Boy yelled,”How is it to finally feel all the suffering that you had done to others over the years of your life?”

Jonathon cursed the boy.

The Boy would not give up the hold no matter what happen as blood was pooling up in his mouth.

Jonathon has about to give out when Kill Joy yells out,”Behind you!”

The boy let go of the hold and rolled forward to a safe distance away.

It was Johnny and he had managed to recover from his wounds.

He gasped,”I forgot that he was recovering like pro wrestlers do on the outside of the

ring!”

Johnny yelled,”You are going to die for what you had done to us, you little ant.”

The boy smiled.

“You are forgetting that ants can kill humans, despite their size and are amazingly strong! I am just one fire ant that is going to mess you all up!”

The boy had attacked from behind during the exchange and was put into a full nelson position.(One has their arms and head wrapped with their opponent's arms from behind.

It was John that had grabbed the Boy.

Johnny had punching the boy in the head as hard as he could. The Boy was doing all he could to stay awake and not give up the fight.

The boy kicks at Johnny but gets his legs grabbed by the Smith brother.

John and Johnny stretch out the Boy and kick him hard in the back as if they were doing the can can dance.

The Boy was grimacing out of pain.

Jonathon finally stirs awake and runs up to help his brothers with the beat down of the Boy. The Smith Brother jumps off his brother’s shoulder and into the air above the brother with a spinning flip.

Before Jonathon could land with a double knee drop, Johnny and John slam the boy unto the ground. The boy’s head bounces off the ground as he lands while he receives a three prong attack: a leg to the sternum, a double knee drop to the chest, and finally an elbow drop to the stomach.

A fountain of blood burst from the lad’s mouth as the three smith brothers land on top of him. The Boy has been knocked out due to all the pain and could nothing more to defend himself as he was being curb stomped into oblivion.

Kill Joy yells,”Sarge, you have got to make this a fair fight, since it is three on one! It is not right!”

The closest sergeant laughs at the comment,” Fair? War is not fair, boy! Quit being naive and wake up to the smell of blood that the battlefield will bring. I will not stop the fight until the boy is danger of dying! Not one second before that point!”

Kill Joy falls unto his knees and faces the floor out of both anger and frustration of being unable

to do nothing for his new acquaintance.

The boy starts praying in some intangible tongue as the Smith brothers were laughing as madmen.

Johnny yells,”The boy must be one of those holy rollers! What a coot, he and his family are!”

John and Jonathon both agreed and continued the beat down.

All the other recruits but Kill Joy laugh at the sight of the Boy praying as they are in a party.

Even the sergeants are grinning at the sight as if it was a joke. Kill Joy could find no humor

in one sided beating and the ridicule of one’s chosen faith.

Kill Joy yells,”Do not give up! Fight Back! You can do it!”

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William and Susie were in their queen sized sleeping when they both awaken by some awful feeling.

They had no idea to what it was but they what to do without saying a single word to each other.

The couple begin to pray at each side of their bed for whatever they felt such horribleness about. They both pray for about thirty minutes when they decide to get up.

William spoke,”Let us eat a piece of pizza while we are awaiting for a response from the Lord.”

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The two did just that and ate up their heated pizza that they had ordered that night before.

A terrible sense of tread overcame the pair as they laid their head on the table.

Susie asked,”Good Lord, what is so terrible? Please tell us.”

They both get a vision of their son getting beat senseless in a three on one fight. It was the image of the boy being kicked fiercely by the three Smith boys.

The loving parents both cried at the sight of seeing their only child covered in his own blood.

They cried before the lord the hardest that ever had since their son’s kidnapping by the Urano military. The pair ask for God’s help with tears in their eyes. They do not stop for nothing in wait of God’s deliverance and peace. This boy was their promise that God had given them after so many years of being childless. The couple had the boy dedicated to the Lord soon after his birth and had asked for a special hedge of protection around him.

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The boy was getting beat to death while Kill Joy could only looked around in horror.

Kill Joy yelled out,”Do not give up! You can still win!”

The boy was still praying in tongues as the three Smith Brothers all break out with laughter as the mock the boy and his faith.

The boy starts to lose sense of where he is at and his vision changes to some sort of vision. The three brothers were trying to break a chain that had heavy links so big that you could put your hand through it. Engraved into the heavy chain was written the word “Promise.”

The three boys could not break the chain no matter what they did to it.

The boy return to the normal world as he begun to sit up despite all the beatings.

The Smith brothers tried to knock the lad back down but fail to knocked the blooded boy back down.

The boy returned to his feet and was not slowed down in the slightest.

The Smith brothers were in complete disbelief as they tried to beat the boy.

Johnny and John are standing in front of the boy when he kicks both of the boys in the junk with a double kick. The brothers’ face turned bright red as they fell face first unto the hard ground.

Jonathon yells out in anger as he runs towards the boy.

The boy yells,”Dick kick party!”

The boy drop kicks the remaining Smith boy in the balls.

The Smith boy’s eyes about jump out of his head.

One of the drill sergeants yell,”That is enough! It is over!”

The boy stop his assault and fell down face first unto the unforgiving floor.

Kill Joy ran other to the boy and was trying to treat him.

Kill Joy spoke,”It is okay! You won! You won!”