Chapter 3: Power Potions
Chase was still in a state of shock at what he just did to Wiz. All the noise in the room had been vacuumed out by the thoughts of his own mind. Wiz did not look in good shape, Chase was seriously concerned now with a grimace look on his face.
"Have I killed him?" Chase mumbled.
"I didn't mean to; it was an accident I swear."
No one even acknowledged Chase's question, never mind giving him a response. The whole room was in complete disarray. The whole room of fighters from within the academy were now swarmed around Wiz, whilst Chase looked on from the outside anxiously. Amongst all the madness, Chase did not notice that his fight bracelet has been updated.
[Fighter: Chase]
[Power + 10 XP]
[Strength + 10 XP]
[Efficiency + 10 XP]
[Specialized skill: unknown]
[Level 1 30% completed]
"Wowwww" Chase said.
Chase was not used to this feeling. He had never achieved anything in his life. He was always underachieving, failing school and never had any real sense of accomplishment. But this had just changed. He started to feel a guilty sense of joy.
'No, stop it' He told himself.
'Wiz is still hurt, snap out of it'.
Chase wanted to enjoy this small achievement but could not fully live in the moment due to concerns surrounding Wiz's physical health.
Suddenly, One of Wiz's eyelids started to flutter open which was soon followed by the other. The room was spinning around him and his head felt ten times heavier. Wiz slowly lifted himself off of the canvas and touched his head searching for the answer as to why he felt this way.
"What happened to me?" Wiz spoke bemusedly.
All at once the fighters around Wiz began to update him on what had just happened. This was very overwhelming and he couldn't quite make sense of it all. There was no way Chase could defeat Wiz without any training, he was a rookie after all. Wiz was a level 8 fighter and respected greatly in the academy by everyone. Everything did not add up.
Wiz made his way through the pool of fighters surrounding him to find Chase down on his knees readily awaiting whatever retaliation was going to be thrown his way. Chase was happy to see that Wiz was now ok, but also petrified as to what he was going to do next.
"Oiiii boy, how in the hell did you just beat me?" Wiz demanded furiously.
"Errrrrr…. I don't know, beginners' luck I guess" Chase responded nervously.
"Bullshit… I have never seen or felt power like that from anyone before, at least alone a level 1 fighter with no previous experience."
Wiz demanded answers from Chase as he was not buying his beginners luck story. He was getting closer to Chase with every step whilst getting angrier by the second. He grabbed Chase by the straps of his tank top and lifted him up against the wall. His feet were a foot off the ground desperately kicking the air.
"I WANT THE TRUTH, GOD DAMN IT".
Wiz was really beginning to lose his temper until suddenly a sheepish voice came out of Chase.
"OK OK OK, I took a strength drink, it was me. I had no idea that this would happen, I was just nervous about competing in the fight and felt like I needed the extra strength" Chase expressed finally. He was wrestling with his own thoughts about coming clean but he could not keep it in much longer.
Wiz dropped Chase from out of his grasp and let Chase fall to the floor. As Chase looked up, he saw Sensei Li staring down over him.
"Are you okay young boy?" Sensei Li asked with concern.
This felt like de ja vu for Chase as it was a repeat of yesterday when Sensei Li rescued him from the gang of violent bullies and showed concern for his welfare.
Sensei Li began to quiz Chase on how he had access to such a drink. These drinks were no ordinary drinks, they were Power Potions. Power Potions were illegal for anyone under the age of 18 whilst being strictly forbidden in Sensei Li's fight academy. They possessed the power of improving a specified attribute by up to 10 levels. Power Potions were created by a Russian scientist named Vladamir Zhirkov in an attempt to help improve Russian fighters chances in the World Fight Championships 30 years ago. At first this gave the Russian's a huge advantage and they dominated the sport for many years. Many rival fighters did not agree with the ethicality of Power Potions, but the audiences around the world now demanded it. It made the fights way more entertaining as it pushed the human body to limits they have never seen before. Therefore, a lot of fighters from around the world also began to take the potions to even the playing field and give in to the fans demands. The World Fight Organization (WFO) introduced a new ruling that only one potion can be taken by each fighter for a fight.
Chase nervously told Sensei Li that he had taken the drink from a gym bag in the locker room. Sensei Li rushed immediately to the locker room in search of the potion. Chase had not yet seen this side of the Sensei before. He was franticly routing through everyone's belongings, throwing everything on the floor until he found it hidden in the contents of Wiz's bag. Wiz's face had turned pale, he knew that Sensei Li would not accept this and that he was about to be punished severely.
"How dare you bring this shit into my academy" Sensei Li raged.
The whole room turned into silence. You could hear a pin drop. Everyone waited anxiously for Wiz's response. Wiz was left speechless; he did not know what to say. The fear and guilt were written all over his face.
"It was me, I lied, I brought the power potion into the academy and then hid it in Wiz's bag afterwards" Chase bizarrely admitted.
The whole academy were left flabbergasted not at least Wiz who could not comprehend why Chase was taking the blame for him bringing the potion. Sensei Li dropped his head in disappointment and ordered Chase to get his belongings and leave the academy immediately.
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