A few days later.
"What is it? I don't have the time." The man grunted, shooing his butler away before he could even continue what he was saying.
"But sir I—" The butler bit his lips. He was slightly frustrated that his master didn't listen to him. No matter what his standing is, he shouldn't be loafing around like that. He had a job to do— or so that's what the butler said to himself as he bowed towards his master and excused himself. A frown was etched on his face, and he stomped his foot when he walked away.
"What's his deal?" The man said to himself.
The man, to say the least, is one of the top ten superheroes in America (well, technically, he's in the top twenty since the rankings between men and women are separate). He is, as most superheroes call it, a beast tamer, and he's considered the strongest beast tamer in the world. Of course, with that kind of rare title, he was bound to get fame and wealth. That's why he was sitting by himself inside a huge mansion that was managed by his maids and butler. All he did the whole day was loaf around, watch tv, and eat wine and cheese.
Every time he clicked on the channel, he eagerly anticipated his face shown on the screen. It's only two weeks or so before the Annual Official Beast Tournament begins, that's why he was watching the television. This was the only time of the year wherein he'd see himself on television. Despite the many feats he achieved throughout the year, somehow, he never appeared on the news. It was only on such an occasion he'd found himself.
And he lived with it, put up with it. He didn't complain to anyone that he never appeared on television. That would just make him look like a crybaby. Instead, he decided to look forward to the Annual Official Beast Tournament. Since he had been the running champion of the tournament for more than three years now, he knew that he'd show up when it was announced.
It's not like he was a lazy superhero, it's just that... he finished everything he had to do so he'd be able to watch the television. He was like a kid who was interviewed on the local news, waiting until late at night just to see the broadcast with him on it.
It had been three days since he started this annual routine, and he still haven't seen himself on tv. No wonder he was a bit furious.
"SIR! SIR!" Meanwhile, the butler returned to the living room once again where the man was lying down on his couch. He was putting a mouthful of nachos in his mouth when the butler returned.
"What is it, Sebastian? I told you, I've freed up my time so I could do this." The man continued.
"It's not that, sir! Someone... someone's trying to challenge you to a beast battle!" Sebastian exclaimed.
"A what?!" The man exclaimed, standing up on the couch and causing the bowl of nachos in his hand to spill everywhere on the floor.
At the same time, the news about the Annual Official Beast Tournament was announced on television, and before Sebastian could tell the man the details of the match, the man then turned around to watch the announcement on tv.
He looked happier than normal, watching with sparkling eyes as he watched the announcement.
[Welcome everyone, I'm (KONO DIO DA!) and I'm your host today. The most-awaited Annual Official Beast Tournament. Registration is up, we'll be looking forward to the participants!]
[This year, unlike any other year, the winner of the Official Beast Tournament would be awarded a rare beast! If anyone's up for the challenge, please sign up now!]
Click!
There was a pause.
The pause lasted for a couple of seconds as the man stared at the television. The announcement was over, and the next segment of the news was played.
The man couldn't believe it! Not once did they show his face on tv.
"WHAT?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?" The man screamed his lungs out, stomping his foot on the floor. "AND HERE I WAS... WAITING FOR MY MOMENT! AAARGH!"
Sebastian looked away as the man continued to stomp on the couch, flaring up in anger as if there was no tomorrow. It took at least twenty minutes before he calmed down. He then kneeled on the carpet and gathered the nachos that fell from his bowl. He continued eating it.
"Sebastian, who dared challenge me to a fight?" The man asked, his breathing ragged.
"His name is Jean Grey. He's a friend of the number one superhero, Jack S Michael. He gave me a cool this morning and scheduled a fight." Sebastian continued.
"What did you say? Jean Grey?" The man's brows furrowed. Of course, he'd recognize that name. A few days ago, that name was on the memo he received from the American Government and the Japanese Government. "This is interesting."
"And? What did you say? Did you reject their invitation?" The man asked Sebastian.
Sebastian fiddled with his fingers as he uneasily stood in front of his master. "Um... I did reject their invitation since you wanted to rest for today, sir. I did tell them that you have some matters to attend to and as such, you won't be available right now."
"What are you talking about?! I'm perfectly free today! Call Jack, and then we can work out a schedule for this match. Heck, if the man's available tonight. I'll fight him. We'll fight by the American Dome. As soon as you called them and they agreed, call the management of the American Dome, and then we can work out a schedule tonight. They'd quickly say yes since my beast battles are quite popular. Hurry it up." The man continued.
Without further ado, Sebastian nodded his head and turned around, rushing towards the door so he could quickly call Jack Michale for the schedule. He didn't want his master to disturb him while he was calling someone, that's why he went outside as fast as he could.
Ring. Ring.
Click!
"Hello? Sir Jack Michael?"
"Yes? Did White Mist agree to the beast battle? when would it be?"
...
A smile appeared on White Mist as he continued eating the nachos he picked up on the floor. He then summoned his tamed beast— a White Wolf he found in the Beast Dimension. This White Wolf is probably one of the most powerful tamed beasts he had in his possession.
Of course, there's another one, but that tamed beast is more like a partner than his beast. It was none other than the representative who allied himself with him. "So Jean Grey is coming for me, huh? This couldn't get any better." White Mist said to himself as he buried his face in his White Wolf's fluffy mane.
With this once-in-a-lifetime chance, not only would he be able to fight Jean Grey in public and be shown on television, but he'd also be able to target him as soon as the battle is over. The mission he was given would finally be over, checked out of his list.
"This is going to be a long night, I guess."
White Mist didn't bother preparing for the fight since he knew that Jean Grey does not have a Representative on his team. The fight was over before it even began, and Whit Mist would be taking the victory with him. "Just you wait, Jean Grey... as soon as I defeated you, you'll disappear from here... and then Jack Michael would soon follow you to your grave. I will eliminate you from this life." White Mist continued.
A few minutes later, Sebastian muttered a soft 'excuse me' before he entered the living room once again.
"Ah, Sebastian, did they agree to the schedule?"
"Yes, sir. Oddly, they're to the American Dome in the specified time, that is, three hours from now." Sebastian responded.
"Nice, tell them to take it easy. I guess I have to travel over there right now." White Mist said to himself, clicking his tongue towards his White Wolf and riding on his back. "I'll personally greet them myself. You don't have to come with me, Sebastian, just watch the live stream on television. I'll win anyways."
Have a safe trip sir, Sebastian muttered, bowing down as the White Wolf started running. Sebastian truly believed that his master won't lose, but somehow, he felt a nagging feeling in his stomach that made him a bit nervous.
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Currently,
Click!
Jack Michael glanced towards Jean Grey and nodded his head. "He said yes, and what's more, he wants to fight you tonight. You in?" Jack Michael asked.
"In? Of course I'm in!" Jean Grey exclaimed as he jumped up and down. He couldn't believe that the number one beast tamer on Earth would fight him. "I'm looking forward to this fight... I wonder how formidable Earth's Beast Master is..." He said to himself, smiling.
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