FC Fighters Chapter Twenty Nine: Seeking The...

Chapter Twenty Nine: Seeking The First Champion.
One of the villagers wrapped the cut on Maxus's shoulder as Boris walked towards him. "Hello again sir." he said, "You now must face one of Madam Mystar's champions. When you are ready, please head for the north end of town. I've been instrucked to bring you to him." "I'll be a few minites." said Maxus as the villager was finishing. "Fine." said Boris and he turned and walked away. Maxus thanked the villager an headed for the Inn. The Innkeeper was behind the counter, once again holding the old photo. "That's a photo of you and Kale, isn't it?" said Maxus. " The Innkeeper glanced up at Maxus then lowered his head in guilt. "It must have been hard for you to disown your son." continued Maxus. "We did our best.." said the Innkeeper with sorrow. "When his mother died a few years ago, I flet I'd lost everything I had...There is no way I can mend what I had done..." Maxus walked towards him and said "Your son may not be the boy you once had...But you should feel at least proud that he defied the odds stacked against him." Maxus now saw the photo. The Innkeeper, his late wife, and a very young Kale having a picnic by Brackwater Lake. "I'm sorry.." said the Innkeeper, starting to tear up, "But I must insist that you leave." "I understand." said Maxus, "I bid you fearwell." Maxus left the Inn and started to walk towards the edge of town. He noticed some kids playing hide and seek with Jacky. He could see that the villagers always smiled when she was around and the feeling was that one of that they all carered for her. A smiled crossed Maxus's face just seeing the kids at play as he turned to the road ahead. At the edge of town he saw Boris standing next to a helicopter. "Please hurry sir!" he called as the rotor blades started to spin. Maxus quickly ran to the helicopter and jumped in. Boris passed him a headset and and toke the helicopter into the air. "We be making one stop for fuel before we get to our destination, sir." said Boris as the helicopter headed eastwards. "Where is our destination?" called Maxus, an old abandoned prison, sir." replied Boris, "It was once called Sandstream Prison. It was home to many dangerous criminals till a few decades ago." "A Prison?!" said Maxus with surprise, "Why was it closed?" "Too many inmates died there." said Boris, "They were beaten by the guards and some were exicuted with only days left in their inturnment. Conditions there were more like a death camp. If you went there, you were never expected to be released alive." Maxus was horrified at what Boris was telling him. "What happened after they closed the prison?" he asked. "The guards and the warden were sent to prison and the surviving convict were granted an early freedom for exposing the inhumaine butcherings that occured." said Boris. "You seem to know alot about this place." said Maxus "I was part of the jury member durring the trial." said Boris, "It seered into my mind at the actions of this place." Maxus looked out the window and saw the dusty sands of Dusty dunes Zone racing benith him. "We should be arrivin at our fuel stop shortly, sir." said Boris. "Are you sure?" asked Maxus looking around outside, "This look to be the middle of no where.."