by Destinykil Sun Apr 03, 2011 12:57 pmOmnipotent Arts Chapter 1
Omnipotent Arts Chapter 2
Omnipotent Arts Chapter 3
Omnipotent Arts Chapter 4
Chapter V: New Faces and Personalities
Q and Des are seen sitting in a train on the way back to the 4-Obelisk Tower. Des is staring out the window with a blank look in his eyes. Q eyes him carefully, after all he just killed someone without emotion.
“So Des, how do you feel being the new King of Muay Thai? Can you handle the pressure?”
“Can I handle it? Have you seen this body? Does it look like I ever give up. Such a stupid question to ask. All i'm thinking about is who's next.”
“Hmm, that's quite an interesting answer. Tell me then, you think you are all powerful?”
“Again, such a stupid question. I am all powerful. I put on a fasad to trick Jose, he needed to die and I feel no remorse for him. The land now belongs to me.”
“Right right, well focus on the people now. I sized you up immediately. Hidden power, narcissism, seems like you got it all. Don't get too cocky, where we are headed, they are masters of their arts.”
“I'll take on anyone to prove my godly strength.”
“Sounds like a plan. When we get to our destination, I'll pit you against one of our fellow leaders. Sound good? If you lose y-...”
“I WON'T lose. Bring it on, I'm ready!”
Q nodded and looked away from Des. His smug attitude really annoyed him. The train announcement sounded and Q's ears perked up. This was there stop. He tapped Des on the shoulder and they both rose and left the seating booth. As they walked down the train corridors, Des eyes everyone with a nasty look and they all turned away.
“You know, if you keep eying everyone like that, you won't have any friends.”
“Who needs friends, these are all weak peons.”
Q shrugged and they both exited the train. The harsh wind hit their bodies. The weather was definitely a change from the blazing sun in the Land of Thai. Des grabbed his forearms and chattered his teeth quite loudly. Q chuckled and patted him on the shoulder.
“Welcome to my turf! Let's go, we have quite a hike to the tower.”
Des nodded and they took off from the train station west towards a forest. For what seemed like hours they traveled through heavy forest. The wind grew harsher and the oxygen in the air grew thinner. Des kept his composure and Q picked up the pace.
“Let's go Des, learn to adapt to weather changes. We are almost there.”
“Don't order me around..”
Q raised his hands in a playful manner and pretended to surrender. He gave Des a short smile and disappeared through a bush. Des ran forward and emerged to see a tall tower before him. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
“Welcome to the pantheon of greats my friend. You are the newest addition. Let's go meet some of the fellows. They should all be back anyways.”
Des nodded and followed Q inside the large structure. They passed by a few doors and entered a large room with a table and people standing around. As each one of them looked at Q, they bowed and took a seat. Q gave them all a wave and instructed Des to stand next to him.
“Welcome all. This is Des. He is the NEW King of Muay Thai. It was quite a spectacle to behold. He thinks he is all powerful so...hm...Yoyo! Fight him. Put him in his place.”
A young lady stood from her chair and cracked her knuckles. She gave Q a thumbs up and winked at them both. She jumped on the table and began stretching.
“So Q, where am I fighting him? Here? The training grounds. He looks like an easy win.”
“Settle down Yoyo. We will all migrate to the training grounds. Everyone rise. Time to show some Muay Thai skill, not like Jose ever showed up.”
All the masters and senseis rose from their seats and moved into a large doorway. Yoyo followed behind them and Q shoved Des forward as well. Des entered a large arena. The ring must have been the size of 5 of his Thai rings put together. He walked past all the masters and grunted at them and stepped into the arena. Yoyo was already awaiting shaking her head. Q walked past Des and stood in the middle of the arena. He pointed at Yoyo and Des.
“This is going to be fun. Yoyo, master of Judo and Sambo versus Des, New King of Muay Thai. Don't hold back you two. Begin...”
Des rushed forward past Q at Yoyo and threw a wild cross. Yoyo snickered and ducked under it grabbing his shirt collar. She pushed her hip into his and flipped him over her hip. He hit the ground with a thud and coughed heavily. He quickly scooted back and rose to his feet.
“You know Des, you shouldn't be so careless. I'll wipe the floor with yo-”
Des snuck in a quick jab to Yoyo's face and her head turned slightly. She looked back at Des and grunted. She wiped her lower lip and wiped the trickle of blood on her shirt.
“Sneaky Des. That was a powerful jab. I guess you aren't all talk. Alright then, let's really do this.”
Yoyo taunted Des with her hands and he called the taunt rushing in with a flurry of jabs and crosses. Yoyo ducked the all and laughed loudly. She grabbed his wrist and bumped her chest into his. She turned sideways and Des flew over her in the air and hit the ground heacy once again. He coughed and grabbed his chest. Yoyo kneeled down next to him and smacked him in the face.
“This is how you fight in 4-Obelisk Tower. Get up.”
Des got up and bounced on his feet getting his head into the game. He ran forward at Yoyo but stopped short. He threw a quick fake jab and then delivered a thundering low-kick to her inside calf. Yoyo stepped back and her leg gave out causing her to fall to one knee. She rubbed her calf and snorted. She rose and gently put pressure on the leg. It hurt a lot. Des moved forward again and threw a fake kick and followed up with a body hook that turned Yoyo's body sideways. She coughed and grabbed her ribs. Des moved in again and threw a few fake jabs and followed up with a medium kick to the ribs but Yoyo caught it. She screamed and swept his other leg causing him to fall down and she drove her heel into his stomach. Des gasped for air as it left his body. Yoyo pushed his leg aside and drove a fist into his face. Des turned his head and spat some blood out onto the arena floor. Yoyo rose and stepped back a few wobbling on her bad leg.
Des got up off the ground and wiped the blood from his jaw. Yoyo clapped and stepped forward slightly limping. Des threw up his hands and stepped forward in his stance. He leaped into the air and threw his kneed into Yoyo's chest. She fell back onto the floor taking the full impact of the blow. Sounded like something broke but she wasn't sure. Q eyed Des carefully, it seems he was getting out of control. Maybe he is more than just talk. Des rose up and placed his foot on Yoyo's throat.
“Any last words girl?”
Des began pressing down on her throat. She gripped his foot but couldn't move it. Her whole ribcage was cracked. Her fight for air became a losing battle as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She passed out. Des continued to press down before someone picked him up and drove him into the ground.
“THAT'S ENOUGH! THE FIGHT IS OVER”
Q was on top of Des who was pinned to the ground. Such a blank stare in his eyes alarmed all the masters watching in awe. A few of them rose up and picked Yoyo off the arena floor.
“You must learn restraint. So you do possess immense power, doesn't mean you kill everyone. You best hope she is ok.”
Des stared at Q and closed his eyes. Q dropped his fist right into the cheekbone of Des and his jaw cracked. Des yelped quickly and pushed Q off of him. He got up and readied his stance.
“Don't even try it Des. You can't handle me. Stand down or face serious harm”
Des hadn't a care for Q's warning. Without hesistation he rushed at Q and threw a head kick. Q blocked it with his bare hands and twisted his foot. Des' body turned sideways and Q delivered a side kick into his ribs which sent him flying across the arena. Des hit the ground with a thud and grabbed his ribs. They were beyond broken. Q's eyes narrowed and he signaled for a female to come over.
“Gen, bring Des to the infirmary, patch up his ribs. If he gives you shit, smack him.”
Gen was a slightly tall, toned women with a nice physique. She gave Q a quick bow and rushed over to Des.
“You looked amazing out there. Wish I could fall like you do.”
Her sarcasm stung Des' ears. Is this what he has to deal with from now on? Gen lifted him up and wrapped his arm around her. She grunted at his weight. His body was all muscle and it felt like he was carved from stone. She slumped by Q who shot a dirty look at Des. He was going to be quite a project. Yoyo was escorted off the arena floor and Q signaled for everyone to disperse.
“Ughh, more work for me. I should go check on her. I didn't think he would actually beat her.”
Q walked out of the arena into the black corridor scratching the back of his head. That was quite a fight. Gen slumped into the infirmary and dropped Des on a small cot. His legs hung off the end of it and she laughed at him.
“Want to share that cot with me? Looks like you got some space for one more.”
Des was in too much pain to retort to her sarcasm. He grunted then winced at the pain that shot through his rib cage. Gen covered his mouth and chuckled lightly. She rummaged through the cabinets and pulled out some gauze and medical tape. She sat him up and placed the gauze on his ribs. She began walking around him as the tape followed. He began to look like a mummy and he stopped her with his hand.
“E-nough g-a-uze. I-i'm n-n-not weak..”
Gen slapped him in the face and pushed him back down on his back. She ran her hands through her hair and yawned. Des stared at the ceiling and closed his eyes. Time for rest. Gen hovered over him and waved in his face. He opened one eye to see her being anooying and pushed her hand away.
“Leave me alone. Go check on that girl.”
Gen shrugged and exited the room. She walked down a few feet and entered the room where Yoyo, and Q resided.
“That Des is very arrogant. How is she doing Q?”
Q looked down and kicked the ground. He looked back up at Gen and sighed.
“He did one helluva number on her ribs and legs. He tore her ACL with that one kick. That punch to her ribs caused a shard of bone to puncture her lung. We're having her prepped for surgery now. He sure is relentless.”
Gen covered her mouth at the news of Yoyo's condition. She walked over to Yoyo and grabbed her hand.
“Don't worry Yoyo, i'll get him back for you. Get better.”
She stood next to Q and whispered something into his ear. He nodded and they both left the room as a few medical staff prepped Yoyo.
Omnipotent Arts Chapter 2
Omnipotent Arts Chapter 3
Omnipotent Arts Chapter 4
Chapter V: New Faces and Personalities
Q and Des are seen sitting in a train on the way back to the 4-Obelisk Tower. Des is staring out the window with a blank look in his eyes. Q eyes him carefully, after all he just killed someone without emotion.
“So Des, how do you feel being the new King of Muay Thai? Can you handle the pressure?”
“Can I handle it? Have you seen this body? Does it look like I ever give up. Such a stupid question to ask. All i'm thinking about is who's next.”
“Hmm, that's quite an interesting answer. Tell me then, you think you are all powerful?”
“Again, such a stupid question. I am all powerful. I put on a fasad to trick Jose, he needed to die and I feel no remorse for him. The land now belongs to me.”
“Right right, well focus on the people now. I sized you up immediately. Hidden power, narcissism, seems like you got it all. Don't get too cocky, where we are headed, they are masters of their arts.”
“I'll take on anyone to prove my godly strength.”
“Sounds like a plan. When we get to our destination, I'll pit you against one of our fellow leaders. Sound good? If you lose y-...”
“I WON'T lose. Bring it on, I'm ready!”
Q nodded and looked away from Des. His smug attitude really annoyed him. The train announcement sounded and Q's ears perked up. This was there stop. He tapped Des on the shoulder and they both rose and left the seating booth. As they walked down the train corridors, Des eyes everyone with a nasty look and they all turned away.
“You know, if you keep eying everyone like that, you won't have any friends.”
“Who needs friends, these are all weak peons.”
Q shrugged and they both exited the train. The harsh wind hit their bodies. The weather was definitely a change from the blazing sun in the Land of Thai. Des grabbed his forearms and chattered his teeth quite loudly. Q chuckled and patted him on the shoulder.
“Welcome to my turf! Let's go, we have quite a hike to the tower.”
Des nodded and they took off from the train station west towards a forest. For what seemed like hours they traveled through heavy forest. The wind grew harsher and the oxygen in the air grew thinner. Des kept his composure and Q picked up the pace.
“Let's go Des, learn to adapt to weather changes. We are almost there.”
“Don't order me around..”
Q raised his hands in a playful manner and pretended to surrender. He gave Des a short smile and disappeared through a bush. Des ran forward and emerged to see a tall tower before him. His eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
“Welcome to the pantheon of greats my friend. You are the newest addition. Let's go meet some of the fellows. They should all be back anyways.”
Des nodded and followed Q inside the large structure. They passed by a few doors and entered a large room with a table and people standing around. As each one of them looked at Q, they bowed and took a seat. Q gave them all a wave and instructed Des to stand next to him.
“Welcome all. This is Des. He is the NEW King of Muay Thai. It was quite a spectacle to behold. He thinks he is all powerful so...hm...Yoyo! Fight him. Put him in his place.”
A young lady stood from her chair and cracked her knuckles. She gave Q a thumbs up and winked at them both. She jumped on the table and began stretching.
“So Q, where am I fighting him? Here? The training grounds. He looks like an easy win.”
“Settle down Yoyo. We will all migrate to the training grounds. Everyone rise. Time to show some Muay Thai skill, not like Jose ever showed up.”
All the masters and senseis rose from their seats and moved into a large doorway. Yoyo followed behind them and Q shoved Des forward as well. Des entered a large arena. The ring must have been the size of 5 of his Thai rings put together. He walked past all the masters and grunted at them and stepped into the arena. Yoyo was already awaiting shaking her head. Q walked past Des and stood in the middle of the arena. He pointed at Yoyo and Des.
“This is going to be fun. Yoyo, master of Judo and Sambo versus Des, New King of Muay Thai. Don't hold back you two. Begin...”
Des rushed forward past Q at Yoyo and threw a wild cross. Yoyo snickered and ducked under it grabbing his shirt collar. She pushed her hip into his and flipped him over her hip. He hit the ground with a thud and coughed heavily. He quickly scooted back and rose to his feet.
“You know Des, you shouldn't be so careless. I'll wipe the floor with yo-”
Des snuck in a quick jab to Yoyo's face and her head turned slightly. She looked back at Des and grunted. She wiped her lower lip and wiped the trickle of blood on her shirt.
“Sneaky Des. That was a powerful jab. I guess you aren't all talk. Alright then, let's really do this.”
Yoyo taunted Des with her hands and he called the taunt rushing in with a flurry of jabs and crosses. Yoyo ducked the all and laughed loudly. She grabbed his wrist and bumped her chest into his. She turned sideways and Des flew over her in the air and hit the ground heacy once again. He coughed and grabbed his chest. Yoyo kneeled down next to him and smacked him in the face.
“This is how you fight in 4-Obelisk Tower. Get up.”
Des got up and bounced on his feet getting his head into the game. He ran forward at Yoyo but stopped short. He threw a quick fake jab and then delivered a thundering low-kick to her inside calf. Yoyo stepped back and her leg gave out causing her to fall to one knee. She rubbed her calf and snorted. She rose and gently put pressure on the leg. It hurt a lot. Des moved forward again and threw a fake kick and followed up with a body hook that turned Yoyo's body sideways. She coughed and grabbed her ribs. Des moved in again and threw a few fake jabs and followed up with a medium kick to the ribs but Yoyo caught it. She screamed and swept his other leg causing him to fall down and she drove her heel into his stomach. Des gasped for air as it left his body. Yoyo pushed his leg aside and drove a fist into his face. Des turned his head and spat some blood out onto the arena floor. Yoyo rose and stepped back a few wobbling on her bad leg.
Des got up off the ground and wiped the blood from his jaw. Yoyo clapped and stepped forward slightly limping. Des threw up his hands and stepped forward in his stance. He leaped into the air and threw his kneed into Yoyo's chest. She fell back onto the floor taking the full impact of the blow. Sounded like something broke but she wasn't sure. Q eyed Des carefully, it seems he was getting out of control. Maybe he is more than just talk. Des rose up and placed his foot on Yoyo's throat.
“Any last words girl?”
Des began pressing down on her throat. She gripped his foot but couldn't move it. Her whole ribcage was cracked. Her fight for air became a losing battle as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She passed out. Des continued to press down before someone picked him up and drove him into the ground.
“THAT'S ENOUGH! THE FIGHT IS OVER”
Q was on top of Des who was pinned to the ground. Such a blank stare in his eyes alarmed all the masters watching in awe. A few of them rose up and picked Yoyo off the arena floor.
“You must learn restraint. So you do possess immense power, doesn't mean you kill everyone. You best hope she is ok.”
Des stared at Q and closed his eyes. Q dropped his fist right into the cheekbone of Des and his jaw cracked. Des yelped quickly and pushed Q off of him. He got up and readied his stance.
“Don't even try it Des. You can't handle me. Stand down or face serious harm”
Des hadn't a care for Q's warning. Without hesistation he rushed at Q and threw a head kick. Q blocked it with his bare hands and twisted his foot. Des' body turned sideways and Q delivered a side kick into his ribs which sent him flying across the arena. Des hit the ground with a thud and grabbed his ribs. They were beyond broken. Q's eyes narrowed and he signaled for a female to come over.
“Gen, bring Des to the infirmary, patch up his ribs. If he gives you shit, smack him.”
Gen was a slightly tall, toned women with a nice physique. She gave Q a quick bow and rushed over to Des.
“You looked amazing out there. Wish I could fall like you do.”
Her sarcasm stung Des' ears. Is this what he has to deal with from now on? Gen lifted him up and wrapped his arm around her. She grunted at his weight. His body was all muscle and it felt like he was carved from stone. She slumped by Q who shot a dirty look at Des. He was going to be quite a project. Yoyo was escorted off the arena floor and Q signaled for everyone to disperse.
“Ughh, more work for me. I should go check on her. I didn't think he would actually beat her.”
Q walked out of the arena into the black corridor scratching the back of his head. That was quite a fight. Gen slumped into the infirmary and dropped Des on a small cot. His legs hung off the end of it and she laughed at him.
“Want to share that cot with me? Looks like you got some space for one more.”
Des was in too much pain to retort to her sarcasm. He grunted then winced at the pain that shot through his rib cage. Gen covered his mouth and chuckled lightly. She rummaged through the cabinets and pulled out some gauze and medical tape. She sat him up and placed the gauze on his ribs. She began walking around him as the tape followed. He began to look like a mummy and he stopped her with his hand.
“E-nough g-a-uze. I-i'm n-n-not weak..”
Gen slapped him in the face and pushed him back down on his back. She ran her hands through her hair and yawned. Des stared at the ceiling and closed his eyes. Time for rest. Gen hovered over him and waved in his face. He opened one eye to see her being anooying and pushed her hand away.
“Leave me alone. Go check on that girl.”
Gen shrugged and exited the room. She walked down a few feet and entered the room where Yoyo, and Q resided.
“That Des is very arrogant. How is she doing Q?”
Q looked down and kicked the ground. He looked back up at Gen and sighed.
“He did one helluva number on her ribs and legs. He tore her ACL with that one kick. That punch to her ribs caused a shard of bone to puncture her lung. We're having her prepped for surgery now. He sure is relentless.”
Gen covered her mouth at the news of Yoyo's condition. She walked over to Yoyo and grabbed her hand.
“Don't worry Yoyo, i'll get him back for you. Get better.”
She stood next to Q and whispered something into his ear. He nodded and they both left the room as a few medical staff prepped Yoyo.
