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Cross look around the streets of Winged City and saw that it was barely had any people on the streets. The entire Winged City was split into two parts. One part was with the people who were named the Wingless ones by Osiris's grandfather. At birth, their undeveloped wings were removed from their backs so the rich nobles could have designer clothes and weapons. The Wingless Ones was never allowed inside the section with nobles with large white clean wings. Cross smelled the air which smelled as If he was underneath a sewer. Orion looked at a bar to see that a large bloody fight was happening. "On top of the bar, it marked Fight Night!!!" Orion walked into the bar smiling parting with his friends. A crowd of people surrounded the two contenders fighting. Blood and teeth could be seen on the ground. One of the fighter's roundhoused the other contender in his face cracking his jaw sending him into the bar pub gushing blood out of his mouth. Even though the Wingless ones didn't have wings, they still had enhanced strength. The contender climbed from behind the pub dropping in the ground. The champion of Fight Night walked up to the contender stopping on his head which was squashed like a grape, splattering blood and brains all over his feet wrapped in bandages. The contender instantly died. The wild and rowdy crowd started to cheer the champion chanting, Micah. "Micah!" "Micah!" "Micah!" "Micah!" "Micah!" "Another contender for my title bits the dust." Micah unwrapped the dirty, bloody bandages around from his bruised hands. Micah was one of the most respected fighters in Fight Night. He was also the leader of a local gang called the Black Cobras who ran the entire wingless city. Orion sucked his teeth shaking his head. He could fight better than that in his sleep. Micah grew mad when he heard someone sucked their teeth. "Who the fuck did that?" A little kid who was about nine years old shouted: "He did it, pointing at Orion. "You little shit!" Orion picked up the boy by his shirt folding his hand into a fist. Micah saw Orion getting ready to punch the little kid and said: "Put the boy down." Orion looked at Micah placing him back on the ground kicking him in the chest. Micah grew mad pulling a knife out of his boot throwing it at Orion who dodged the knife perfectly. Orion took the knife out of the wall breaking it like a snickers bar.
"You are fast." "You're not from around here are you?" "You got that right." "Did our infamous piece of shit so call leader Osiris send you?" "You are mistaken." Micah started to laugh. Micah threw five knives at Orion who dodged the knives sprinting towards Micah. Micah was a talented fighter. Secretly he was the only one that didn't have his wings removed from his back. No knew his secret. Orion headbutted Micah in the head making blood gush out of his head like a fountain. Micah backflipped kicking Orion in the head. Orion took the pain grabbing Micah by the leg smashing him into the ground. The wild and rowdy crowd were now disappointed. The one they all looked up to was getting his ass kicked. Micah legged swept Orion. He began to choke Orion. Orion broke Micah's hands. Micah endured the pain and was tossed into the air. He had no choice. If he landed on the ground his back would of broke. Black large wings came out of his back making large winds pick up destroying the entire bar. Micah cracked his hands back in place grunting. Micah had to leave. He could not allow the ones who depended on him to see him with wings. He flew off. Orion got out of the rumble wiping the long streak of blood from his forehead.
Prince Linear"s Location. At the Depths Of The Octagon.
Almost every bone in his body was broken. All he could do now was crawl on his belly like a warm. He channeled the rest of his life energy around his body healing some of the major injuries. He now could walk but still limped. He looked into the sky. Night had fallen. He looked at the cliffside and began to climb grunting. He dropped off the cliffside grunting. He got back on his feet, sustaining his injuries. He could hear voices nearby. He walked towards the voices ending up in a cave. Two people were talking. He spat blood on the ground trying not to make any loud noises.
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Cross look around the streets of Winged City and saw that it was barely had any people on the streets. The entire Winged City was split into two parts. One part was with the people who were named the Wingless ones by Osiris's grandfather. At birth, their undeveloped wings were removed from their backs so the rich nobles could have designer clothes and weapons. The Wingless Ones was never allowed inside the section with nobles with large white clean wings. Cross smelled the air which smelled as If he was underneath a sewer. Orion looked at a bar to see that a large bloody fight was happening. "On top of the bar, it marked Fight Night!!!" Orion walked into the bar smiling parting with his friends. A crowd of people surrounded the two contenders fighting. Blood and teeth could be seen on the ground. One of the fighter's roundhoused the other contender in his face cracking his jaw sending him into the bar pub gushing blood out of his mouth. Even though the Wingless ones didn't have wings, they still had enhanced strength. The contender climbed from behind the pub dropping in the ground. The champion of Fight Night walked up to the contender stopping on his head which was squashed like a grape, splattering blood and brains all over his feet wrapped in bandages. The contender instantly died. The wild and rowdy crowd started to cheer the champion chanting, Micah. "Micah!" "Micah!" "Micah!" "Micah!" "Micah!" "Another contender for my title bits the dust." Micah unwrapped the dirty, bloody bandages around from his bruised hands. Micah was one of the most respected fighters in Fight Night. He was also the leader of a local gang called the Black Cobras who ran the entire wingless city. Orion sucked his teeth shaking his head. He could fight better than that in his sleep. Micah grew mad when he heard someone sucked their teeth. "Who the fuck did that?" A little kid who was about nine years old shouted: "He did it, pointing at Orion. "You little shit!" Orion picked up the boy by his shirt folding his hand into a fist. Micah saw Orion getting ready to punch the little kid and said: "Put the boy down." Orion looked at Micah placing him back on the ground kicking him in the chest. Micah grew mad pulling a knife out of his boot throwing it at Orion who dodged the knife perfectly. Orion took the knife out of the wall breaking it like a snickers bar.
"You are fast." "You're not from around here are you?" "You got that right." "Did our infamous piece of shit so call leader Osiris send you?" "You are mistaken." Micah started to laugh. Micah threw five knives at Orion who dodged the knives sprinting towards Micah. Micah was a talented fighter. Secretly he was the only one that didn't have his wings removed from his back. No knew his secret. Orion headbutted Micah in the head making blood gush out of his head like a fountain. Micah backflipped kicking Orion in the head. Orion took the pain grabbing Micah by the leg smashing him into the ground. The wild and rowdy crowd were now disappointed. The one they all looked up to was getting his ass kicked. Micah legged swept Orion. He began to choke Orion. Orion broke Micah's hands. Micah endured the pain and was tossed into the air. He had no choice. If he landed on the ground his back would of broke. Black large wings came out of his back making large winds pick up destroying the entire bar. Micah cracked his hands back in place grunting. Micah had to leave. He could not allow the ones who depended on him to see him with wings. He flew off. Orion got out of the rumble wiping the long streak of blood from his forehead.
Prince Linear"s Location. At the Depths Of The Octagon.
Almost every bone in his body was broken. All he could do now was crawl on his belly like a warm. He channeled the rest of his life energy around his body healing some of the major injuries. He now could walk but still limped. He looked into the sky. Night had fallen. He looked at the cliffside and began to climb grunting. He dropped off the cliffside grunting. He got back on his feet, sustaining his injuries. He could hear voices nearby. He walked towards the voices ending up in a cave. Two people were talking. He spat blood on the ground trying not to make any loud noises.
Cross look around the streets of Winged City and saw that it was barely had any people on the streets. The entire Winged City was split into two parts. One part was with the people who were named the Wingless ones by Osiris's grandfather. At birth, their undeveloped wings were removed from their backs so the rich nobles could have designer clothes and weapons. The Wingless Ones was never allowed inside the section with nobles with large white clean wings. Cross smelled the air which smelled as If he was underneath a sewer. Orion looked at a bar to see that a large bloody fight was happening. "On top of the bar, it marked Fight Night!!!" Orion walked into the bar smiling parting with his friends. A crowd of people surrounded the two contenders fighting. Blood and teeth could be seen on the ground. One of the fighter's roundhoused the other contender in his face cracking his jaw sending him into the bar pub gushing blood out of his mouth. Even though the Wingless ones didn't have wings, they still had enhanced strength. The contender climbed from behind the pub dropping in the ground. The champion of Fight Night walked up to the contender stopping on his head which was squashed like a grape, splattering blood and brains all over his feet wrapped in bandages. The contender instantly died. The wild and rowdy crowd started to cheer the champion chanting, Micah. "Micah!" "Micah!" "Micah!" "Micah!" "Micah!" "Another contender for my title bits the dust." Micah unwrapped the dirty, bloody bandages around from his bruised hands. Micah was one of the most respected fighters in Fight Night. He was also the leader of a local gang called the Black Cobras who ran the entire wingless city. Orion sucked his teeth shaking his head. He could fight better than that in his sleep. Micah grew mad when he heard someone sucked their teeth. "Who the fuck did that?" A little kid who was about nine years old shouted: "He did it, pointing at Orion. "You little shit!" Orion picked up the boy by his shirt folding his hand into a fist. Micah saw Orion getting ready to punch the little kid and said: "Put the boy down." Orion looked at Micah placing him back on the ground kicking him in the chest. Micah grew mad pulling a knife out of his boot throwing it at Orion who dodged the knife perfectly. Orion took the knife out of the wall breaking it like a snickers bar. "You are fast." "You're not from around here are you?" "You got that right." "Did our infamous piece of shit so call leader Osiris send you?" "You are mistaken." Micah started to laugh. Micah threw five knives at Orion who dodged the knives sprinting towards Micah. Micah was a talented fighter. Secretly he was the only one that didn't have his wings removed from his back. No knew his secret. Orion headbutted Micah in the head making blood gush out of his head like a fountain. Micah backflipped kicking Orion in the head. Orion took the pain grabbing Micah by the leg smashing him into the ground. The wild and rowdy crowd were now disappointed. The one they all looked up to was getting his ass kicked. Micah legged swept Orion. He began to choke Orion. Orion broke Micah's hands. Micah endured the pain and was tossed into the air. He had no choice. If he landed on the ground his back would of broke. Black large wings came out of his back making large winds pick up destroying the entire bar. Micah cracked his hands back in place grunting. Micah had to leave. He could not allow the ones who depended on him to see him with wings. He flew off. Orion got out of the rumble wiping the long streak of blood from his forehead. Prince Linear"s Location. At the Depths Of The Octagon. Almost every bone in his body was broken. All he could do now was crawl on his belly like a warm. He channeled the rest of his life energy around his body healing some of the major injuries. He now could walk but still limped. He looked into the sky. Night had fallen. He looked at the cliffside and began to climb grunting. He dropped off the cliffside grunting. He got back on his feet, sustaining his injuries. He could hear voices nearby. He walked towards the voices ending up in a cave. Two people were talking. He spat blood on the ground trying not to make any loud noises.
