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Chapter 18- A Machine
Wilson woke up in a very dark place. Very, very dark. He could not see a thing. He couldn’t even make out his own body even though he knew he was looking at it. He tried to shout but he could not make a single sound. He tried to listen but there was simply nothing to listen to. Absolutely soundless. He could not move his limbs even though he could feel them. The only thing he appeared to be able to move was his head but it made no difference. He began to wonder where he was.
‘Is this supposed to be some pathway to hell? I AM dead, right?’ He was questioning himself. He had no evidence that he was on his way to the land of condemned souls or that he was moving except that he had the feeling that he was. Just a feeling! No solid proof. “Wait a minute! Why am I being moved to hell? Don’t I at least deserve heaven? Hey…..hey……anybody? Why am I not in heaven. I haven’t done anything particularly wrong!” He shouted half expecting an answer. “Wait a minute!.....Related chapters
Born To Fight Chapter 19- The Proposal
For the next few weeks, Wilson stayed in his room recuperating and getting back in shape. The beauty that was terrified of him provided him his meals and watched over him while the oldies in the other room observed him quietly.After weeks of watching from afar, they all decided to send the youngest of them to visit Wilson and convince him to join in their battle against the despicable nobles.Wilson was having his nap when the old man walked in. He looked at the young girl sitting at the farthest corner of the room. She was still terrified of Wilson and dared not leave without his permission. She looked up at the visitor when he entered and was delighted when he signalled for her to leave. Immediately, she dashed out of the room.Wilson was annoyed when he was rudely awakened. Which imbecile dared to wake him up from his nap and so rudely? Was it that girl? Doesn't she learn her lessons? The old man kicked his bed roughly. Asking for a beating, uh? The
Born To Fight Chapter 20- Till He Drops!
Wilson ran directly into the forest. He ran non-stop for about half an hour. But Wilson could feel something was wrong. He just couldn't put his finger on it. What was it that kept eating at him? He could not tell. He slid to a stop and tried to figure it out. He couldn't, so he continued running trying to reach the end of the forest and return to the wooden house before dusk. He didn't like obeying the old man but was afraid of what he might do to him if he dared to disobey. Old and bent men like him were usually sick in the head. They could attack for the most petty reasons.Soon enough, he stopped. There didn't seem to be a river in sight. He realized that he did not know the forest. He barely left the cabin anyway. He might very well have gone the wrong way. He looked back and tried to remember where he passed but that was a futile endeavour. He was not paying attention and could not remember his way back. He was hopelessly lost in the woods.*************In the
Born To Fight Chapter 21- Terrors of the Forest.
Wilson shouted at the horned-monkeys for the umpteenth time. He was furious and the monkeys seemed not to care, but continued to bounce on the tree branches and chattered noisily, obviously mocking him. His instincts were trying to tell him something but he was to upset to think clearly.As he prepared to try his luck again, a loud voice stopped him."You must be like the stupidest person on Earth! Do you think you can outsmart one of the smartest beast species to ever exist by letting your anger cloud your sense of judgement?"Wilson looked at the owner of the voice but said nothing and looked back at the horned-monkeys again. He watched their movements for a while before he turned back to respond to the young lady. She was already gone.'How did I not hear her leave?' He thought to himself.'Perhaps I am truly letting my anger cloud my senses.'He took in a deep breath and looked back at the monkeys and observed how the branches place them in ways tha
Born To Fight Chapter 22- Surviving the Forest
Two weeks after the monkey incident, Wilson was in a haggard carriage pulled by a horse and camel hybrid. A combination of fast and weather-enduring. He sat in the carriage looking out through the see-through curtain at the snow-filled plains. He sighed deeply, lost in thought. He reminisced on what had happened the past week after he had meticulously escaped from the clutches of death at the hands of those cunning, super strong, multicolored, horned monkeys.After running for hours, he stumbled on a thick bunch of interlocked vines that were seemingly warning him not to take a step further. Of course, he did not listen. He ran on, past the Vines and some thick evergreen trees until he got to a clearing that looked both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time."Where have I seen this before?" He asked himself aloud."I don't know, do you?" A voice suddenly said behind him, startling him. He turned around at an inhumane speed and shouted at the voice owner."Why
Born To Fight Chapter 23- Surviving the Forest 2
Wilson lived in the wild for a week. Never staying in a place for more than a day. The beasts of the forest seemed to hate him, constantly searching, or rather tracking him down. Or perhaps, they were just attracted by the sweet, sweet smell of cooked hyena flesh. It did not matter what kind of place he decided to seek shelter in, there would always be at least four different kinds of beasts coming after him, leaving him o choice but to be on the run. By the end of the week, he had changed locations twelve times, a maximum of four times in a day. Wilson sighed as he remembered the day he had to change locations four times in one day.He had skinned, sliced and cooked the entire bull-sized hyena over a spit fire. He was tired after a good day's work and was ready to sleep when he heard some chattering that immediately reminded him of those heinous horned-monkeys. He shivered in frustration -not fright- and anger."Oh no! This monkeys again!" He felt like crying.*Ooh!
Born To Fight Chapter 24- Surviving the Forest 3
"Huh! Who are you?" A small rodent said."What?" Wilson was stumped that a rodent could actually talk."I said, who are you?" The small rodent repeated.Wilson was too shocked to say a word. His mouth was hanging ajar."You do understand what I am saying, don't you?" The little rodent asked him."What are you?" Wilson finally managed to ask."I am Young! The smartest living rodent in all the world. Nice to meet you!" It extended a paw for a handshake. Wilson looked at paw in awe."You know it is rude to not receive a paw shake. And you should also tell me your name and title. It is rude to ask for other's names without giving yours back. Did your mother not teach you that when you were young?" Young shook it's head in pity and dropped its paw."Anyway, you are in the way of our home and my family will soon be here. It won't be nice to see you in our home and unlike me, they are very hostile with strangers so......" It was unable to finish its
Born To Fight Chapter 25- Long List of Requirements
"Hey! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up....." Wilson woke up. Someone was slapping his cheeks with every sentence. His cheeks stung badly. He quickly touched his cheeks and felt that they were swollen.He sprang to his feet, startling the girl. He looked at her in anger. She was the same and only girl that he had seen ever since he was broken out of jail."Are you really going to hit me?" She asked sweetly, blinking her eyes like a little girl and gently stood up and took a few steps backwards."Obviously!" Wilson answered and slowly cracked his knuckles. She snickered."You really are not afraid to hit your own teacher's beautiful granddaughter. Have you stopped to think about what he will do to you if you as much as touch a single hair on my head?" She asked.Wilson's fist hung in mid-air. She was right. Old man Jenkins would kill him. He slowly dropped his raised fist and even his voice became soft."Why did you have to slap me awake? You could have just use
Born To Fight Chapter 26
The carriage galloped through a bump startling Wilson out of his thoughts. He unconsciously reached for the small knives he kept hidden in his jacket sleeves. It was custom- made for him. A sort of reward for getting all the things on the list before the old man Jenkins arrived. The jacket had several tiny holes that were somehow capable of hiding something as large as a broadsword. The old man had explained to him that it had to do with spatial magic but he did not bother to listen. It was not like he knew enough about abilities to even attempt to understand what the old man was telling him. After all, where he came from was more or less primitive and nobody there knew about abilities or half-humans or nobility. He only just left for the city not quite long ago.Back to the requirements, he still did not know what they were required for. Old man Jenkins refused to say anything and the granddaughter was just as clueless."Hey, what was that all about?" He reached for the curtain with
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