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Battle on the road, Fire, Lightning and Ice elements clash at the first meeting Chapter 6 A CORPOS COMEBACK STORY

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Jason

The lightning baby’s storm rage around us on the road as we raced on ahead. We started to catch with the bandits that drove strange vehicles made of what looked like Ice and snow.

Their rig was hauling as toward what could only be a rip in the realms. Suddenly one their two defenders raced back toward me gunning his engine to…..

“Shit. He’s going to ram us. Move.” Cyrus said speaking my thoughts as I turned my wheel a sharp right to evade the Ice crusier but he followed me. He was going to hit me.

Lightning raced toward the cruiser smashing into it and haunting it’s movement. I saw Owen on his cycle racing toward the cruiser holding his lightning sword out him firing it at the cruiser.

I raced on trying to head up on the rig before it crossed into the other realm. I saw the Ice cruiser roll down his window and stick out his hand. A second later a blast of Ice came from his hand firing at Owen.

Owen dodged to the right dropping his blaster as he worked to avoid the element. The cruiser came at us then from a sharp right angle. I could see Swan racing to help me.

Shit. I got on my CB radio. “Swan. Get your ass on ahead and stop that Rig before he crosses over. I can handle this fucker. Go.”

“On it.” Swan said racing on ahead.

I kept gunning my engine foward. “Wolf. Fire shots out your-“

“The Judge’s got it.” Cyrus said pointing to Owen as he raced forward to the Ice. His helmet visor was down and he was firing fire element from his eyes at the Ice cruiser driving it away from us.

“How did Goldy convinced that asshole to help me?”

I shook my head. “He’s not the Judge.”

“Bullshit. Whatever Bad ass you know that rides a bike and has fire element dragon eyes?”

I shook my head racing toward the rig. Swan had caught up to it and was Tomahawk was firing at the wheels.

I shook my head. “Bran Rife doesn’t swing a lightning sword. That’s Sigma. What the hell is he doing here helping us for free?”

“Who is Sigma?” Cyrus asked.

“The third ranked Fixer of your generation. Owen Sigma.”

“Holy shit. The Fixer.”

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Guardiandogg

Dangerous deals with a beautiful mouse. 5th prelude to PUNCH! A CORPOS COMEBACK STORY

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5 of 5 prelude

Jon

“We have a deal then?” Mom asked my father in a polite voice from the other side of the door inside her office.

I listened intently. My ear close to the door.

My Dad laughed light heartedly. “Of course. Thank you for the help. I’ll get you the details about where the farm is after the fight.”

“I would like the-“

“We agreed after the fight. That’s the way it’s going down or the deal is off.” My Dad spoke in a clear voice all warmth removed from his voice.

“Cyrus. Come now. You can’t act like you have-“

“I guess you don’t give a damn about whether your only son and heir gets the medical treatment he needs. I mean. You stand to win a lot of money in the bet you have going against me as well. You sure you want to chance it trying to pull some bullshit over me.”

I heard my mother go silent. “I never said I had made any bets against you.” She said sweetly.

“Why are you playing games Murphy? You like to look like the charming innocent mouse lady. Nobody has to know what your really like. I can tell Jon how you planned this all out after he sees me be the loser you tell him I am. I’ll take your silent as an agreement. Goodbye.” He said and hung up.

“Damn him. What the hell are we going to do? We need the location of the plant.” Mom said to someone in the room.

“Don’t worry baby. I’ll buy the information from a Fixer. We got time. We’ll make a fake copy of the contract. Don’t worry about Vod. That asshole and his coach will be in serious shit with Zeus London after the fight. I’m telling you baby with the credits from the bet and once we sell C-98 for a scale price to the lower dregs in the summer the whole fucking town will be singing your praises.” Nate Watson said.

“Alright. Thank you, Nate. You so reliable. Keep a watch on Jon while I take care of your business.”

I started to move but the door opened and I stared up at Nate’s surprised face he grabbed my arm and yanked me inside and brought me before my mother. She stared at me and put her detapad down. She didn’t look like a killer. She didn’t look like she had a mean bone in her body even now. I wondered if I had imagined the whole thing. Maybe, I was wrong about what I heard.

“Give me your detapad.” She said calmly.

I looked between Nate and my mother. Nate looked like he might hit me. My mother just waited with her hand out.. I reached in my pocket and gave it to her. My mom set it down and studied.

“No one is going to hurt you. You don’t have to be afraid. Everything we’re doing is for the family company.” She said calmly. “You have questions. I’m sure. You may ask one.” She said gentle.

“Are you going to kill my Dad?” I said. It was the only thing I could think of asking. It’s the only thing that mattered to me.

“No.” Mom said firmly. “Your father is going to help you get a large supply of Cp-98 to last you for five years. We’re going to use it to also fund the company and keep it from going under so you can take it over after me. We’re corpos. We’re not monsters. You won’t into a little trouble for all this but he’ll manage he’s a man and a survivor. Neither Nate or myself will do anything to hurt your father physically.”

I looked at Nate. He stared at me. “If you tell anyone about this your mother will go to jail for six years for attempted theft and conspiracy of public indangerment. Your father won’t be able to-“

“That’s enough.” Mom said firmly. She stared at me. “Your father is a strong man. I know you watched his fights and admire him. It’s already done. You will understand this when your older.” She said and held out my detapad to me. “I’m trusting you to stay out of the adult business arrangement I have with your father.”

I took the detapad back knowing I couldn’t use it to warn him. I would figure out a way. I was the wolf’s son. I would save my Dad. I turned my gaze toward Nate and focused until I felt my element raise in my arms.

“Ahh. Shit.” Nate jerked his hand off me. I backed away from him staring at him. “You touch me again, I’ll do worse to you. Keep the fuck away from me.” I said and ran from the room.

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P. S.

Fucking bitch. Enough with the prelude shit let’s go.

Uncomfortable conversations and two offers of help. 4th Prelude to PUNCH! A CORPOS COMEBACK STORY

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4 of 5 Prelude

Cyrus

I was close to getting something together. It took me seven weeks and three big ticket fights but had gotten it half way done.. Coach had put me on a month long break just in time. I had bought a commercial truck and got the permission from the transportation corpos and the contract from Archer 🏹 Inc to do the run. I just needed a driver and defender with a battle crusier to protect the truck from bandits and competitors to Archer 🏹 Inc that would steal the CP-98 and sell it at bigger a market value.

I needed a corpo with contacts to a Fixer that could arrange I pick up offer. I had an idea of who to go to but I didn’t want to talk to the bitch. I didn’t know what the hell response I would get from her.

I needed advice. I went to the tattoo warrior shop hoping to find Goldy and talk with her about it. She wasn’t there but I did find however Swan to my surprise working on a customer’s arm. I thought he had left the city for travel season.

I got a lot of warm greetings from everyone at the shop. Swan smiled at me waving me over to a seat near him. I came over and sat down.

“Look, like you got problems brother. Tell me about em. Maybe I can help or at least point you in a good direction.”

I smiled at him. “Yeah. A bit of problems. You hear about the transportation chain being down for the spring?”

Swan frowned but nodded. “Yeah. I heard. What about it?”

“Well. My son and host of other people need a drug called Cp-98 to come in on time or a whole shit storm will happen and people including my boy will get real sick.”

Swan nodded glancing at me. “What you need to fix the problem brother. Just name it.”

I smiled shaking my head. “I’m almost done fixing it as best as I can. I got a truck and the contract for the job. All I need is a driver and a high priced defender to act as defense against shit bags on the road that will try to steal it up scale the price before it reaches the city in time. I only know one corpo that might have contacts to getting me the best driver and defender I can get on this short of time.”

Swan frown pausing in his work. “You talking about Goldy?”

I blinked in surprise. “No. Goldy isn’t officially a corpo anymore just like me. She couldn’t help me. No. I meant. My ex-wife.” I said.

Swan stared at me. “The bitch that stole your family company, The bitch that won’t let you see your kid because of some bullshit corpo laws and taught your son to disrespect you? That corpo bitch. You think she’ll help you?”

Damn it. Even the sound of talking to Gwen Murphy again sent a chill down my spine. I shook my head though. “No. She would see me in hell first. She’ll help her own son though. I don’t have to do much to convince her.”

Swan stared at me. “Yet, you haven’t gone to her already. Why is that? Do you just hate her? Is it pride?”

“I don’t trust. She fucked me over once and she changed my son’s last name just to fuck with me while I was in the pin. I know she’ll try to fuck me over but if it gets my son the medicine he needs-“

“Fuck that wishful thinking. Your son needs the medication but he also needs his father alive and to respect you.” Swan shook his head. “You got me and every kind of man in the dregs with a kid that needs that medicine willing to help you for free. Just one word from you is all we need.”

“Damn. Straight.” Said the man Swan was tattooing.

I stared at them. “Alright. But, I have to talk with her first and see if it’s possible she can see the best interests of her son.”

Both men shook their heads. Swan stared at me. “It’s a dead end. If that bitch can see an angle to fuck you over she will. I know her type. Don’t agree to shit unless it’s in writing or if it seems to easy. I’ll be ready when you need me and I’ll get you a defender for free on me. I can manage it.”

Damn. That’s the best news I’ve heard in all this shit. “Thank you.”

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Signs of trouble and The Wolf is born. 3rd Prelude to PUNCH! A corpos comeback story.

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3 of 5 prelude

Cryrus

I just wanted the fight to be a good one. I had to prove myself and mark the event as something the owner of EMP fighting corpo Jim Morrisson would be able to market upward to the public. Coach Grayson justed wanted me to focus on winning but the business side of this all ran through my mind as I took the walk from the locker room with the rest of the small time event fighters.

We were the pre-fight show before the main event tonight with the real champions. That’s what I was aiming for becoming a champion to gain the credits to buy into a franchise and earn my way back to corpo status. It was only then I could stand in the eyes of the law as fit pratrach corpo.

“You need to get your head in the game.” Coach told me noticing my mind was drifting. He glared at me as he walked with me to the main event arena.

I nodded and was silent. I couldn’t though. I needed every fight to count to my business plan and-“

“Franklin Inc. Is out of the transporter status. That lives a hole to fill in the chain of drugs and food services this spring. Drug and food corpos are on a mad dash to find solo or runners with a truck willing to do the dangerous job through the bad lands for runners fees.-”

I stopped in my tracks as I heard a news feed from a terminal computer to my right. I turned to see the report of Franklin going under. Reading the headline. Shit. Frankline was the only fucking transporter of Cp-98 into the city for the Archer 🏹 Inc. Pharmaceutical company in to the fucking city. If the city messed the spring run of the drug, hundreds of people we’re going to start getting sick or die before another transporter could be fit into the supply chain for next summer into the next spring run.

Jon needed that medicine. He couldn’t wait. He was on a fixed periodic schedule. I can’t believe the transportation corpos didn’t have a back up transporter for the delivery. It was late winter and spring was a few months away. Who in the hell would take up the job this late for the low pay grade of a runner. Fuck it.. I had to get my hands on some credits fast and handle this shit myself.

Coach yanked at my arm. “What the fuck is wrong with you? You need to get you head in the game.”

I turned to him. “I need you to get me another match after I win this one. It has to be a big ticket one.”

Coach stared at me. “You into some gambling debt or something or getting a big dick?”

“I have to win this match and every match you can get me. I can’t lose. I won’t lose.” I told him only. It was enough though Coach nodded.

“i hear you. I been there to. Let’s win this thing.”

I turned walking to the arena with my mind focused on the win. I couldn’t lose now. I needed the credits and didn’t have time to think about rising slowly.

I saw my opponent in the ring. Hickson Wells. A 5’11 tough bult and fast in fighter. His bandaged hands and forearms were already lit with his element and sparking as he shadow boxed.

Five wins one loss. He was the first challenge I had to knock down. I felt lightning element flowing in my arms and legs as I walked down the pathway to the ring. My focuse was on Hickson and nothing else.

Coach held the ropes down for me as I bowed between them and came into the ring. I stared at Hickson until he noticed my focus on him and he smiled a toothy grin.

The ref ran through the rules. “No balls hitting or hit to the throat. Besides that have at it but obey my ruling. Touch fists back to your corners.

I touched Hickson’s fist and nodded to him. He nodded back.

I felt my element raising making my forearms vibrate with power. I could even feel it in my back now.

“Cyrus. Cryrus.”

I heard my coach calling to me. “What?”

“Don’t lay his ass out to fast. We got to make this shit last a little to build up for the next fight.” He said.

“Got you.” I said totally focused on Hickson.

I waited for what seemed like the longest period of my life and then the ref gave us the go. I approuched Hickson watchful of him. He came out fast with a dozen lightning jabs, a hock punch to my ribs and a surprising jumping spinning back kick that almost took my head off but I leaned back in time and closed the distance with a right hock to this face as he turned into it.

Hickson froze and then fell on his face and didn’t move. The ref jumped between us on top of Hickson and waved his hands. The fight was over. Time went back to normal for me. I blinked.

Damn.

I looked over at my corner to see the coach and His son the heavy weight champion Brock both running into the ring toward me to lift me up. I laughed and held my fists up and roared with excitement for the win. I heard a chant start in the arena.

Wolf!

Wolf!

WOLF! WOLF!

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