《Born a Demi-God (Hiatus)》Chapter 1: Father's Identity
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"Today is the day I am going to win my first martial art tournament" Looking in the mirror in my bathroom I see a very tall young man reflecting in the mirror with short black hair that have tanned white skin with black eyes, this young man was of course me, Zain Smith 15 years old. In my lifetime I immerse myself in martial arts since I was 5 years of old because well I had nothing to do since I was dean a loner. Many of my peers didn't like my personality so I focus on martial arts and is finally going to pay off. Today is the day the world-wide national martial art tournament is going to begin and each country will have to send a representative which I am part of the U.S division.My family consists of four people, my mother, Sandy Smith, and my two older twin siblings that are girls with the names Mindy and Gena Smith. My father, Henry Smith died a year ago because of a severe heart attack, well that what was my mother told me. Now that I think about it , I think his death was weird because last time I remember he was as healthy as an ox but suddenly he had a heart attack that was probably less than 25% chance of happening and since then my mother never spoke of him. Since I didn't know what to do I stopped worrying about it but doing his time while he was alive he was known as one of the best martial artist and can be said the number one master not that then at least tied for that place.
Going out of my bathroom I get dress and grab my laptop and head outside towards my mother's car. The tournament will be head in a dome about a half an hour from my house. Arriving next to the car I look up in the night sky glancing at stars calming my mind and then went in the car. Seating in the car I login in to my computer and research on my upcoming opponent from the tournament.
Seeing my opponent I really thought my self to be really unfortunate because my opponent is a girl from the Korean division that is the repeating champion for three years, the girl name is Melinda Scott and is 15 years old. She is very beautiful and can make any man bewitched from her beauty, young or old. She is tall for her age with long black hair and azure blue eyes. Looking at her profile she used to be an orphan at the age of 4 when her parents died in a plane accident but was adopted by her martial art master a half a month later and was trained ever since
"This girl was an orphan..." While talking to myself out loud, the car stop inside a parking lot surround by dozens of cars. Looking up through the passenger mirror I see a huge dome in my view which stunned me greatly because I didn't expect it to be so big but now thinking about it, it made sense because this is a nation wide thing that a lot people will show up. Getting out of the car I go towards the entrance of the dome. Taking about four minutes I arrive at the entrance, giving my identity to the guard at the door I went inside the dome . Inside the dome I see thousands of people in the audience seats. Going towards the arena,I arrive in my section and sat down to get used to my surrounding.
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Looking towards the west from me I see the judges that are two elderly woman and three elderly man chatting with each other. Looking towards the ring I see two competitors from the Japan and Australia division having an intense battle, lasting for about five minutes until the referee step in announcing the winner to be the boy from the Australia division with 2 to 3 vote. Since my match isn't going to start until two more matches and I have to go to bathroom, I get up from my section and walk towards the restroom. Going toward the restroom I bump into a girl which falls on the floor. Helping her from the floor I noticed that she looked kind of familiar until realizing the girl I bump into was Melinda, my opponent in the upcoming match giving me a shock. Melinda looking at me had a shock look as well probably because she recognized me as her upcoming opponent.
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention," Saying this I turned around and went towards the restroom until I feel a pair of hands grabbing my robes.
"Hey, you are Zain smith aren't you?"(Melinda)
"Yes, and you are Melinda Scott aren't you?" I said sarcastically
"Yes even though I guess you already knew that. But that isn't what I want to ask"(Melinda)
"What?"(Zain)
"I want you to give up the match," She said with a serious look on her face
"Why?"(Zain)
"Because I don't want to hurt you and it's better for you to give up"(Melinda)
Becoming a little irritated I replied, " I should thank you for your consideration but let me tell you, it may be my first appearance in this tournament doesn't mean I am a rookie when it comes to martial arts!"
"OK ..... since you won't heed my warning don't expect to hold back"(Melinda)
"That's fine, that's all you want to talk about?"(Zain)
"Yes," She said, then she turn around and storm off.
Entering the restroom I see my vision going blurry adding with it a massive headache struck me making me fall onto the wet bathroom floor. Hearing a voice echoing in my head calling out my name " Zain.....Zain" getting louder and louder then suddenly stopping with the head ache and the blurriness in my vision. Getting off the floor thinking it was all an illusion because of stress, 'Argggh... I hope their bathroom clean,'I thought.
Arriving at my section I sit down in my seat, turning my head looking towards the North Korea section my eyes locked onto Melinda. She also look at me and I winked, flushing with anger she turn her head away acting as she doesn't see me. Quickly two matches already pass, and thus is was my turn.
Standing in the arena I can see my family on the side cheering me on alongside the other U.S supporters. Also arriving in the arena Melinda was there, glaring at me as if she was looking at a million dollar check. Feeling uncomfortable I take some steps back unconsciously. Seeing me do this she smiled a mocking smile. The referee get in the ring, waving is hand telling us to greet each other.
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Bowing I said " Zain Smith, 15 years old"
Replying she said " Melinda Scott, 15 years old"
After greeting each other the referee gave a signal to the judge then to us telling us that we may begin. Without delay Melinda swiftly ran up to me lashing out a fury of palm strikes aiming for my face without restraint , dodging by a short hair length , I quickly counter with a side kick towards her temple trying to end the fight quick and easy but things didn't go as expected. Before my kick can reach her she use a leg sweep on my pivot foot throwing me off-balance then send a front kick towards my abdomen. Feeling a slight pain where she landed the kick at, I endure it and charge forward sending a roundhouse kick toward her midsection.
While battling against Melinda I feel the same pain in my head I felt in restroom earlier, enduring it I send a couple strikes towards her head and shoulders, upon contact I can feel a burning sensation in my head growing each time my strikes hit. As time goes on my other 4 senses started to demolish making me I black out..
Waking up, I was in a white space that surrounded me in every direction. In the space I notice that it seem as it goes on infinity without end.
'Wait where am I? Wasn't I just in the ring going against Melinda.... Where is this place?' thinking of this, I notice that it was no one else but me , no sound and no color just a blank white space.
“Hello Zain, you’re finally up" a masculine voice sounded echoing through the space
“Who is there?!" I ask panicky, looking around but I didn't see anyone
“There no use in looking for me. Let me introduce myself I am David Robinson"
"Where am I? Why am I here?" (Zain)
'Did I miss my tournament?' I thought becoming worried
"This a space that is separated from your world and the reason you're here is because of your father"(David)
'Am I dreaming.... urgghh this going to cause a headache!'
"My father? What does my father have to do with this?'(Zain)
“I am a god and your father is the reason you are here because of the deal he made with us."(David)
'Yep... I am dreaming'
"So my father, a human, made a deal with a god.... doesn't it supposed to be a devil instead?" I ask sarcastically
“Zain....*sigh* your father isn't a human, he is a god just like me"(David)
"Huh? Wait..., a god? If he is a god then how did he die from a heart attack?"(Zain)
"If you will stop asking questions I can explain it to you"(David)
"OK.... explain"(Zain)
"Your father is a god, a powerful god, but he broke rule saying that a god can't have a mortal lover. And if you broke this rule is the death of the god and your male offspring be put into a special prison made for were a troublesome gods go to."(David)
"What's wrong with having a mortal lover? And why does the male offspring have to be punished?"(Zain)
"Having a mortal lover can lead a series of consequences such as when their lovers die, some gods may go through a very long depression and the other is that if you have a offspring or many. There are 60% chance that the male offspring will be a powerful being either for good or for worse. In the past many gods didn't care if you have a mortal lover but that change ten thousand years ago because there was a pair of god and mortal couple that had an male offspring but this offspring was born more powerful than a regular demi-god. When this demi-god awaken it's powers it end up growing up to be a very powerful god but had end betraying the gods and started a massacre against us and it was catastrophic, but we end up killing it but with major losses."(David)
"That was a onetime thing so how can that effect gods having a mortal lover?"(Zain)
"No it happen many times before that but was only a low scale thing with a least a couple hundred gods being severely injured but not dead, that is why we didn't do anything back then but the incident ten thousand years ago changes everything and now every male offspring of a god and mortal will have to be put into prison, restricting it of using it powers"(David)
"So you came here to bring me to a prison? And what is the name of the prison"(Zain)
"No I didn't come here to bring you to prison but to put you on trial requested from your father because your case is a bit special, and the name of the prison is Yin Yang containment prison.."(David)
"How come my a case is special and why the name Yin Yang prison...its kinda.. you know..a bad name"(Zain)
"......""Your case is special because your father was the god that defeated the berserk god and end up saving all the gods and so owe him a favor and he ask us to give you a chance of freedom and so we agreed to it. The reason it is called that because well it simple it's a mixture of male and female prisoners of different races"(David)
"So my dad a hero... So what is this trial called?"(Zain)
"Trail of the gods"(David)
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