Chapter 10:

True Victor

REWIND: How To Commit Genocide in 48 Hours

Thump thump thump-Bookmark here

Tsst tsst tsst-Bookmark here

Just like the gym, the ever present pounding. But now that pounding was also in his heart and in his ears and throat, and it was real. There were no gloves or bindings or illegal moves. Only the intent to kill or be killed.Bookmark here

Renji couldn't take the reins off Asano. Asano had longer arms and moved so gracefully he may as well have been floating. He remembered what Asano had said.Bookmark here

Please continue with your dance.Bookmark here

It's not a dance!Bookmark here

Most things seldom are.Bookmark here

Was fighting a dance or not? Questions that led to more questions. But Asano seemed to think so. And dance was practiced; partitioned into blocks for the sake of memorizing and perfecting. So maybe it was similar to fighting in that way, too. Renji kept up the bullrush for a few more moments until he recognized a shuffle in Asano's feet. Dance had patterns.Bookmark here

There!Bookmark here

"Raaah!"Bookmark here

Renji dug into his foot and thrust with his whole body, his fist-Bookmark here

He missed.Bookmark here

Asano's hand opened as if he was a magician revealing the white dove in his palm. The red blast blew Renji across the arena.Bookmark here

***Bookmark here

Yuuki whistled. "Glad he's on our side."Bookmark here

I nodded, my Adam's apple bobbing. What the hell was this? Laser blasts? Where's my old mentor who teaches me the ways before he inevitably gets outclassed by me and goes out in a blaze of glory?Bookmark here

Renji was a steaming heap of white rice in his gi. It was frayed and blackened at the edges now, like he'd been stuffed in a box full of dynamite. He got back up like he always did, undulating like a dandelion in the wind.Bookmark here

Hermes checked his wrist. An invisible watch, or just for show?Bookmark here

I was 99% certain that Renji had forgotten the time limit. More importantly, Asano might have too. If I'd been keeping track of time right, seven minutes had been spent on this bout. Yuuki v. Clarkson (Match of the century! Drama! Spectacle! Forbidden Romance!?) took just over a minute. It looked like this would be over soon, which still left at least twenty minutes for Akabane and me. Selfishly, I hoped she went first.Bookmark here

Yuuki shared my worries. "Asano's walking at a centimeter per hour! He's gonna make us an eyepatch crew at this rate!"Bookmark here

Akabane shook her head. "No. He's-"Bookmark here

"Say, Kurosawa-kun, should we get matching eyepatches or different styles? I feel like the color blue has always suited me-"Bookmark here

"Hey, dumbass!" Akabane clapped her hands right next to Yuuki's ear.Bookmark here

"Gah! Y-yes?"Bookmark here

She cleared her throat. "Asano knows he outclasses us in literally every way. He's draining the time down before he ki - er, beats the kid, that way we have a huge time advantage going forward. Actually, Hermes never said anything about overtime… he only said that whoever had the least time remaining by the end would lose. Asano might be able to win literally just by waiting it out."Bookmark here

"So that's the purpose of the time limit," I said. "It prevents weaker teammates from dragging down the stronger ones by allowing victory through running out the time."Bookmark here

"But it's easily exploitable. Whichever team wins the rock paper scissors game can pit their strongest against the enemies' weakest. So why does so much ride on that game of rock paper scissors?"Bookmark here

I couldn't tear my eyes away from Hermes. Asano and Renji were back at it, and he was observing them with a twisted sort of… pride.Bookmark here

What was this game's real purpose?Bookmark here

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"Hyaah!"Bookmark here

Renji's fist hit an invisible wall. "Huh?"Bookmark here

Asano was gone.Bookmark here

Renji spun in circles, searching for the man who'd vanished into thin air. He really was a magician, the kind who came by on their roadshows every summer in vans parked outside the community center. Grampa called them 'scam artists'.Bookmark here

Asano was visible for a moment, flitting in and out of existence, as if he had jumped from behind one invisible wall to the next.Bookmark here

He's a mime.Bookmark here

Renji felt the air around him. In some places there was nothing, in others his hand brushed a polished surface.Bookmark here

He's a mime.Bookmark here

Renji was trapped in the clutches of a maze that only Asano could see.Bookmark here

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Hermes had to admit - he was impressed.Bookmark here

This Asano fellow was a good catch on Black Mask's part.Bookmark here

A perfect grasp on Saisho. It's marvelously amateur, boldly simple. I love it.Bookmark here

Of course, to Hermes' trained eye, he could easily see the walls that the boy struggled to comprehend. A maze-like pattern, as if a black onion had been stripped and split. Asano hopped between them like a ballerina.Bookmark here

Maybe this wasn't such a waste of time after all. I see a future Finger in the making.Bookmark here

But what about the boy? Hm, I suppose he can be harvested for parts.Bookmark here

Asano launched his attack.Bookmark here

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Renji had only seen mimes on TV, but he didn't think they were supposed to punch you.Bookmark here

The hits were light but packed a wallop.Bookmark here

Tack tackBookmark here

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tack-Bookmark here

Renji squawked with every punch and blood started dribbling down his lips and nose.Bookmark here

Come up with something, Renji! Become the bigger man!Bookmark here

"I can't-"Bookmark here

The fist took him square in the face. Something cracked but he barely felt it. The enemy was still nowhere to be seen, fight or flight going haywire. Hey boss, how can we run or do battle if we can't even see the enemy?Bookmark here

Renji fell.Bookmark here

Asano let the barriers down. To the contestants, they'd spent the past few minutes watching both fighters spin in circles, now just relieved to see it finally over. To Hermes, it was a satisfying demonstration on Asano's part.Bookmark here

Renji coughed up blood and rolled over. Everything hurt. Stars bounced around like pachinko balls in his eyeballs, but that didn't make sense 'cause it was broad daylight-Bookmark here

Hermes moved to end that match.Bookmark here

"No…"Bookmark here

Get up, boy. It was only one punch. You're not dead yet."Bookmark here

"I can fight…"Bookmark here

Renji was back on his feet. Hermes paused.Bookmark here

Back to the basics. Raise your fists in front of your face. These are your two most important tools, and you have to use them to protect the rest of your body. When someone's coming at you...Bookmark here

He tried; he failed. Asano easily maneuvered through Renji's weak, dizzied defense and Renji thudded back down.Bookmark here

Hermes sighed. "Anyways-"Bookmark here

"I can… fight…"Bookmark here

There was a stir among the contestants. Heads jostled to see what was going on. Renji searched in a daze through the swathes of strangers, hoping in his confusion to see Grampa there. If Grampa was there, he could do anything.Bookmark here

A determined sob escaped him as he propped up one side of his body on a stickied fist. He gritted his bloodied teeth, sweat mixing into his wounds and turning pink. Like those cherry blossom drinks that he had after really hard training sessions…Bookmark here

"I can fight!"Bookmark here

"Doubtful."Bookmark here

Asano kicked him, kicked him so hard that his ribs cracked and his body bent as he reacquainted with the arena floor.Bookmark here

"Why do you fight, boy?"Bookmark here

"Grghmm…"Bookmark here

"I find that those who fight the hardest are those who have no answer. It's like downing a nasty medicine - the faster the better. If you stop to get a taste, well, you gag."Bookmark here

Renji was crying. Men didn't cry. So why? Why was the world blurring into a few little colors? Why was this happening to him? He wanted to curl up and sleep right there. Grampa would come save him as always, because Grampa was always there, more than Mama and Papa had ever been. Yeah, sleep sounded nice.Bookmark here

But what about the people who don't want to fight or can't fight?Bookmark here

They die.Bookmark here

"RAAAAAAGRHHH!"Bookmark here

Renji rose up, ribs shattering under his weight, flaming pain roasting him as if he was dancing on coals from Hell. Dancing was something like fighting, anyway. It was all part of the plan.Bookmark here

They didn't know him, they didn't know Asano.Bookmark here


But everyone loves a good underdog story, and the audience screamed their reply. They screamed their support for this boy in his tattered white gi, arms raised to the occasion, ready to stand up to this representation of all that was wrong, all that was unjust about these Games.Bookmark here

Asano didn't move, possibly couldn't move. But that was unlikely. He remained expressionless.Bookmark here

Renji plodded forward as a bull did, dragging the plow, enduring the whip.Bookmark here

"I'm finishing this!"Bookmark here

He stopped, coughed, and froze. The audience froze with him, as if they were all posing for a photo. At that moment Kohei thought, Renji v. Asano. The true victor by unanimous decision: Renji.Bookmark here

At the time only Hermes could see what occurred. A shattered piece of rib had torn into Renji's lung. The lack of oxygen, along with rapid blood loss and the cycling of adrenaline, had resulted in the boy lapsing into a comatose state. Renji went back down.Bookmark here

Kohei's team was up, 2-0.Bookmark here

Ana Fowl
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