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the rising sun pulled sam from the meditative state he used to refine. getting up Sam stretched before changing into business casual from the back of his closet and then packing some casual clothes with other things he would need for his plans for today.
putting on business shoes sam grabbed a quick but heavy breakfast. calling a cab sam stood at the end of the driveway waiting, closing his eyes sam looked inside himself to the energies within focusing on the newest one. it felt identical to the one the power eros gave him but at least a centillion time weaker. drawing the lust energy to his right hand opened his eyes. seeing nothing sam closed his eyes and redirected the energy to his left eye. keeping his left closed sam opened his right and pulled out a roll of bandages out of his bag. ”didn't think I would need these so soon,” he mumbled as he wrapped his closed eye.
”my lord may I ask what you are doing to your eye,” it asked curiously. 'i've seen this before but it can't be this planet is too young.'
”marination, I'm going to let my eye soak in the energy to provoke a change, ”tying off the bandages sam moved his hand in front of his face to check his vision impairment.
”I strongly advise against this action, energy mutation is not something you can do like that it is a very risky process with a vast array of consequences.” the helper the proceeds to lecture sam on these consequences until sam arrived at his destination.
”you know I was curious what it would take to make you snap, for the record this isn't the first time I have done this, it's the only way I could bring out my full power of ability.” opening the door to the fight club sam was assaulted by the sound of cheering and flesh hitting flesh plus the smell of sweat, blood, and bile. walking inside sam began looking for someone who worked here.
this turned out to be pretty difficult as there was uniform and everyone was focused on the fight taking place. sam asked twelve people who rudely brushed him off before someone spilled a bright acholic drink over his head. in response his hair turned white and that person went flying into the ring knocking over one of the fighters. landing on top of the fallen fighter sam addressed everyone,” who the hell works here!” the one to answer him was the man he was standing on apparently he was the manager. ”I'm here to get my combat license renewed can it be done today?'
”yes, if you get off he now,' sam did and the manager stood up dusting himself off then threw a punch at sam, who barely blinked as the punch froze an inch away before its owner was blasted away to the edge of the ring. standing up manger addressed everyone,” it looks like we have a surprise for all today,” he pointed to sam, ”this young man came here to renew his combat license and what kind of person would I be if I didn't help him,” at that the crowd responded with cheer and laughter. ”so let's have Samantha test his abilities here and now.” the crowed cheered ever louder as he grabbed the sam had hit him with before jumping out of the ring.
Turning to his opponent sam blasted away the foot aimed at his face. undeterred the blond fighter spun with the blast hitting sam with a foot to the back of his head. unfazed by the kick his white hair flared, Samantha was then slammed into the ground by sam's telekinesis. ”sorry but I'm not in the mood to play today so I'm going to be a little cruel,” after whispering his to her sam took a deep breath before letting a screaming heard by all living things in the building.
A scream of a thousand dying tortured souls full of anger and sorrow. All who heard it felt the pain of these souls if one possed the right power they can defend against it, sadly Samantha didn't as well as everyone else in the club. everyone covered their ears and squeezed there eyes and closed causes of this none of them saw sam quite literally kick his opponent while she was down about twenty times on the back.
ending the scream sam kicked her one more time on the side knocking her to the edge of the ring, immediately sam began to write his only combat rune. letting the finished rune hover above his hand as it grew into a shuriken the size of sam's arm. floating above his head the newly formed shuriken began to spin while it's creator stuck a thinking pose. ”now what should I add, last time I brought it into smaller pieces...maybe I could...no that's slow...how about,” while sam thought out loud Samantha slowly stood clutching her stomach.
'Why does it hurt so much it was just one kick,' bring her fist up she charged. opening his eye sam smiled as the shuriken flew at his opponent who dodged to the right. the smile stayed strong as he brought the shuriken back around, jumping above it the female sam tried to plant her heel on male sam's skull. stepping back he watched as the shuriken severed at the knee spraying blood on both combatants.
hitting the ground Samantha clenched her teeth before trying to only to be stopped as hands were removed while she reived a thin cut on her stomach. sam clapped his hands as Samantha attempted to stand, ”what a strong spirit you have now let m-,” sam was cut off by a large and fully brown shaggy cat landing on his face and then unleashing her on it with there claws before jumping to one of the floating corner poles of the ring.
”you've shown everyone what you can do so enough with this farce.” the cat stated as it calmy groomed its self. meanwhile, sam was grumbling several sailor worthy things in multiple languages holding his stinging face. taking one of his hands off his face he snapped his fingers. originating from his finger the world began to crake like it was made of glass and then it fell apart.
the next thing anyone knew it was like the clock had turned back with the manager picked off the man sam threw. okay, what the fuck,” Samantha asked.
”that boy used an illusion a rather well put together one if you ignore the fact that he forgot about the crowd.” jumping from the pole it dodged a telekinetic blast that knocked over a member of the crowd.
”who the hell are you,” sam demanded with his teeth clenched one arm out the other still on his face.
”I trained that idiot who manages this place and its owner. Sadly it seems that he needed more mental training,” the cat stated while shooting the manger a glare, the manager gulped loudly before nodding his head as he sweated a river.
The cat put on a mischievous smirk, ”On the note of your license we'll need more information of your skills before we can reinstate it.” sam felt a shiver down his spine a second before he was looking at the ceiling. At that moment he got a good look at the cat's collar on it was a symbol of a golden scarred cat-eye. This symbol was given to the top graduates of the cat's hidden fight school. the global top cat training school finding it meant you were pretty strong entering was another challenge to graduate at the top meant you were the strongest cat in the world.
”I'm gonna need more bandages,” sam thought before he lowered his sense of touch to the minimal he could manage and raising his sight hearing and smell as high as they could individually go with giving himself sensory overload. he did all this just in time for the shaggy cat to slam themselves into his stomach slamming the teen into the ground.
when sam left the club about two hours later there saw a part of him that didn't hurt even parts he felt in years. but he had his license so mission accomplished even if he had taken more damage then he expected. calling a cab sam reached into his bag for disinfectant cream for the scratches covering his face and arms. when the cab arrived sam switch out the disinfectant for bruises cream he applied this while the cab headed to the cafe he and daniel were meeting at.