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“It's been too long buddy! I thought you would have turned to ash along with the rest of the losers back at alpha." his real name was cooper and i have known him ever since we were kids. Always known to everyone else as the iron, beating all of his opponents in brutal fashion in the most physical and dangerous sport within all three citadels: mixed martial arts fighting.

“look, I don't want to start any trouble cooper. Just leave me alone." His size alone was more than enough to make me freeze on the spot, standing at six foot two and weighing twice as much as me. He was a mountain of pure muscle but still had the brains of a walnut, or at least back in the day. “Dex, why would you go to such great lengths to break my poor heart? Can't you tell that i'm happy to see that are you alive and well?" he wore the typical honor guard combat attire that was assigned to all who were drafted but his was a bit more worn down and dirty, he was never the type to take good care of his stuff.

A assault rifle was strapped around his back with what appeared to be belt holding holding extra magazines. He was taking slow, deliberate steps towards me as he continue to toy with me. “Where are your goons? I thought those assholes would follow you everywhere?" The question made him silent for moment before he spoke up again.

“They're both dead, deciding to stay and fight in the capital rather than escaping with me. The idiots lost their lives but i respect their sense of Honor, it really sucks." A hint of sadness could be seen in his eyes when he responded. Even for someone like him, he lost something during the war but because of that lost, that made him change the most. “Hey dex. That's a nice looking backpack you have there, mind letting me borrow it for a couple of days? I promise to bring it back to ya." Even after that, he still wanted something from me, I'm not surprised at all. Always beating me up for my stuff and his own amusement, a never-ending cycle of suffering. i can't let you have it, it's mine. Why can't you just use the duffle bag that's already on you?"

“Listen here you little shit, i hate this bag and i really want yours so quit playing so damn much and give me it or I can't promise that you'll make it out of here in one piece." He tried to sound intimidating but it was clear that he was getting excited, cooper was always the one to prefer the hard way. Nothing good can come from this situation so I started to walk backwards as he moved forward, slowly cracking his knuckles while giggling like a schoolgirl. “have it your way dex, nobody can come swooping in to save your sorry ass now, I'm going to enjoy every second of this."

Before i had the chance to say anything, a large fist struck the side of my body with tremendous amount of force. “Slow as ever turd breath, if you worked out more than you wouldn't be in this mess." Cooper said as he followed up the punched with a wide sweep of his leg, rotating his entire body to land a clean hit to base of my skull. I staggered back in complete shock, my instincts were screaming for me to run but cooper wasn't giving me a chance to do anything. “I didn't really want to hurt you but i'm not in a good mood right now and seeing your terrified face was pissing me the fuck off so DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT! He demanded as he landed another blow to my stomach, striking my liver. I fell on all fours and let out what little contents that were inside of me, with some added blood into the mix.

“why are you so weak dex ? You won't make it out here even if you tried, it's every man for himself now and yet you think you'll be fine all on your own?" My mind was a blur from this point, my body was too sore move right now and cooper not letting up on me. He was furious, needing to take all of that pent up rage out on someone. He planted his foot down on my face, pressing down hard as he continued. “only the strong shall provel, i am strong and you are not! Now do me a favor and just die." two hands now clamped around my neck, i looked as i gasp for air to meet his face. The eyes told everything, he wanted to end my life. I tried to claw at his face but he shrugged it off and squeezed even tighter. “shhhh, it'll be over soon. Just go….to….sleep." He whispered in-between breaths. My vision was fading to darkness and my fruitless struggling was getting weaker by the second, i thought this was how i was gonna go until my hand wrapped its fingers around something

I can't remember how exactly it happened but for reason, blood was pouring down my face. My consciousness was slowly regaining and I Looked up once more to see Cooper's wide eyes staring back down on me. A small pocket lodged deep within his jugular, it was my pocket knife! His grip loosened up as he jerked back, holding on to his throat as a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding. He tried to cry out but all that came was him gurgling out even more blood, which made him panic! Seconds passed and his incoherent thrashing slowed to a stop. His eyes rolled up to the back of his head with warm tears streaming gently down his cheeks. Cooper was dead and i was the one that killed him.

“He was bent on ending your life, you were right to defend yourself."

I know but still, he wasn't wrong. I didn't deserve to survive because i was too weak. Cooper on other hand was the complete opposite, he was strong and fearless. He understood that his world ended and yet still held his head up high, refusing to let that get in the way of his goal of surviving no matter the cost. It may seem strange but deep down, I admire someone like that. Back then, I expressed no emotion when i sat up to stare at his cold corpse. No remorse or guilt, just emptiness remained. The adrenaline that was keeping awake soon worn off and i blacked out.

When i regained consciousness once more, i was surrounded by humans in all directions. All of them were whispering amongst each other, looking down on me with a curious gaze. “that was one heck of fight kid!" A boy said off in the distance. All the whispering ceased instantly at the sound of this person's voice. “I would have thought that the muscle dude over there would have made his lunch but you ended up pulling move in the end. Proves to never underestimate your foes." As the voice grew closer the crowd surrounding me shuffled out of the way to make a path for one person move through. I couldn't fully see the kids face due to the hoodie he had on but the ear to ear smile he had on was something i wish i never seen.