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So the now former champ prepares to leave...taking that walk of shame to the locker room and showering off the stench of defeat. Darius gets dressed in his casual attire which consist of a black hoodie t-shirt, a pair of black jeans and a pair of black Converse’s. He exits the locker room area holding The Belt of Bones on one shoulder and his duffel bag on the other. He walks up to his F-450 truck, loads up and pulls out the parking garage. He drives down the road with a voice talking to him…
Don’t worry about losing that title, it was temporary anyways. You fought hard...and you did everything that you were supposed to...but now it’s time for you to head on your journey. It is time for you to take your path to darkness...and only then, will you become the strongest, fastest and unpredictable...that you’ve ever been.
Darius still quiet, stares down the road with hard concentration as he heads back home to Los Angeles.
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After long hours of travel to get back to California, Mr. Wright pulls up into his driveway and parks his truck before hopping out. He leaves everything in the backseat except for the Belt of Bones which he carries inside after chirping the car alarm on. He pulls out his cellphone with his free hand and calls someone…
Yeah...I’m back, go get Kwon and come over to do that thing we talked about last month. Hmm?...Yeah, I’m sure.
Keeping the conversation short and “sweet”?!, Darius goes about getting ready for his long awaited journey within the Earth itself to be exact. He unlocks the security door to the basement and steps down the stairs into a partially moonlit room. He takes a seat right in front of a pair of thick steel doors wielded to the concrete floor which once had a giant hole leading to a slanted tunnel that travels to somewhere...ungodly. One thing is for certain as Darius wait on his friends, this next part of his life will more than likely be the most horrific he will ever have to deal with.
Darius...everything is going to be alright, I’m going to make sure that everything in this world will not interfere with your new one.
The Dark Guardian stays hidden in the shadows per his usual as Mr. Wright finally speaks.
You sure I won’t need anything else?
Nothing else is required...other than your willingness to follow through with the instructions I gave you.
Very well…
Then both of the former champ’s friends enter the basement in search for Darius.
YO D! DARIUS?!
I’m down here....come on in.
Hey Darius, man. Umm, you okay with what you asked us to do?
Yep…
And will there be anything else left for us to do?
Nope…oh wait…
Mr. Wright stands up, walks over to a nearby chest and open it up. He looks over at the title on his left shoulder, that he has grown to respect as one of his greatest accomplishments. He takes it off his shoulder, stares at it for a moment even speak a few words to it.
I’m sorry, my friend...but where I’m going...I can’t afford for you to become a liability. So I’ll be back to reclaim you at some point. Hopefully, it is before the next tournament begin where I can defend you like I should.
Holding the title in both his hands, he folds the straps and carefully place the Belt of Bones into the custom treasure chest. Then he latches the two belt straps on it and clamp an old-style padlock. Darius turns around and hands his right-hand man the key and says…
I trust that you will send this over to the proper authorities if the time comes and I’m not back in enough of it.
I got it, big homie. Just make it back...safely!
Yeah, dawg. We’re going to miss our “king of LA” and the hood won’t be the same without you ruling over it.
Shit, that company he was a part of, won’t be the same without him.
I know especially since…
HEY DUMBASSES!!!...Shut. The. Fuck. UP!...Thank you.
After quieting the ruckus, Darius exchange handshakes and manly hugs with his friends. He takes one final look over to his guardian in a shadowy corner and he gives him a slight nod. The two friends just look in confusion as he open the doors to his passage...to HELL. He enters into the hole and as instructed days ago, both JP and Kwon lift the heavy doors and shut them tight. But also, they attach some big chains through the metal loops on the outer corners of the doors and door handles then use another old ass padlock. They head upstairs, mumbling amongst themselves and finally, sealing the security door upstairs in the main part of the home. The once known, Dark Traveler is now headed on a whole new quest and an important one for he will find out who he has always been destined to be...at last.
So the now former champ prepares to leave...taking that walk of shame to the locker room and showering off the stench of defeat. Darius gets dressed in his casual attire which consist of a black hoodie t-shirt, a pair of black jeans and a pair of black Converse’s. He exits the locker room area holding The Belt of Bones on one shoulder and his duffel bag on the other. He walks up to his F-450 truck, loads up and pulls out the parking garage. He drives down the road with a voice talking to him…
Don’t worry about losing that title, it was temporary anyways. You fought hard...and you did everything that you were supposed to...but now it’s time for you to head on your journey. It is time for you to take your path to darkness...and only then, will you become the strongest, fastest and unpredictable...that you’ve ever been.
Darius still quiet, stares down the road with hard concentration as he heads back home to Los Angeles.
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After long hours of travel to get back to California, Mr. Wright pulls up into his driveway and parks his truck before hopping out. He leaves everything in the backseat except for the Belt of Bones which he carries inside after chirping the car alarm on. He pulls out his cellphone with his free hand and calls someone…
Yeah...I’m back, go get Kwon and come over to do that thing we talked about last month. Hmm?...Yeah, I’m sure.
Keeping the conversation short and “sweet”?!, Darius goes about getting ready for his long awaited journey within the Earth itself to be exact. He unlocks the security door to the basement and steps down the stairs into a partially moonlit room. He takes a seat right in front of a pair of thick steel doors wielded to the concrete floor which once had a giant hole leading to a slanted tunnel that travels to somewhere...ungodly. One thing is for certain as Darius wait on his friends, this next part of his life will more than likely be the most horrific he will ever have to deal with.
Darius...everything is going to be alright, I’m going to make sure that everything in this world will not interfere with your new one.
The Dark Guardian stays hidden in the shadows per his usual as Mr. Wright finally speaks.
You sure I won’t need anything else?
Nothing else is required...other than your willingness to follow through with the instructions I gave you.
Very well…
Then both of the former champ’s friends enter the basement in search for Darius.
YO D! DARIUS?!
I’m down here....come on in.
Hey Darius, man. Umm, you okay with what you asked us to do?
Yep…
And will there be anything else left for us to do?
Nope…oh wait…
Mr. Wright stands up, walks over to a nearby chest and open it up. He looks over at the title on his left shoulder, that he has grown to respect as one of his greatest accomplishments. He takes it off his shoulder, stares at it for a moment even speak a few words to it.
I’m sorry, my friend...but where I’m going...I can’t afford for you to become a liability. So I’ll be back to reclaim you at some point. Hopefully, it is before the next tournament begin where I can defend you like I should.
Holding the title in both his hands, he folds the straps and carefully place the Belt of Bones into the custom treasure chest. Then he latches the two belt straps on it and clamp an old-style padlock. Darius turns around and hands his right-hand man the key and says…
I trust that you will send this over to the proper authorities if the time comes and I’m not back in enough of it.
I got it, big homie. Just make it back...safely!
Yeah, dawg. We’re going to miss our “king of LA” and the hood won’t be the same without you ruling over it.
Shit, that company he was a part of, won’t be the same without him.
I know especially since…
HEY DUMBASSES!!!...Shut. The. Fuck. UP!...Thank you.
After quieting the ruckus, Darius exchange handshakes and manly hugs with his friends. He takes one final look over to his guardian in a shadowy corner and he gives him a slight nod. The two friends just look in confusion as he open the doors to his passage...to HELL. He enters into the hole and as instructed days ago, both JP and Kwon lift the heavy doors and shut them tight. But also, they attach some big chains through the metal loops on the outer corners of the doors and door handles then use another old ass padlock. They head upstairs, mumbling amongst themselves and finally, sealing the security door upstairs in the main part of the home. The once known, Dark Traveler is now headed on a whole new quest and an important one for he will find out who he has always been destined to be...at last.
