By Blaze

Cyraqs dragged Ryu into the male changing room; to get him his initiation fight suit. The suit wasn't exactly a perfect fit.
It was tight around his waist mainly, and also was extremely tight on his chest and buttocks. The body of the jumpsuit was black colored, with white edges and a small patch on the right of his chest, with the words Elite stitched on.

"Are you ok?"
"Pants...too...tight"
"you're OK"

Cyraqs and Ryu were down the hall of the fighting arena. Cyraqs had asked Ryu if he was ok because the suit seemed to be a little tight, which it was. Ryu was in pure hell with the suit on; some places were being squeezed to hard if you know what I mean. Cyraqs was just in his regular attire of black plants, shirt and sneakers.

Finally the doors opened and the 2 men made their way inside.


Ryu's nose was greeted with the smell of smoke and alcohol; it invaded his nose with its horrible stench, sucking in a lung full of air to keep the smell out, Ryu continued to follow Cyraqs.

The 2 men continued on, On to "The Grid" and right passed it. Ryu was about to ask why they passed up the arena but Cyraqs held out a hand to silence him. "Never question, only follow." was all the man said.

They continued on in the arena till they came upon 2 large brown doors. Ryu stood awe struck over the door that now stood before him. Cyraqs smirked as he eyed Ryu's expression. "When I was first elected to become an Elite, I had the same expression upon coming here too" Cyraqs assured Ryu.

The doors were opened and they stepped inside.

The 2 were greeted by the lush landscape; elegant marble floors stretching as vastly as the eye could see.

Before Ryu knew it they were before another large door. Cyraqs said for them to stop and explained to Ryu the rules of an Elite fight.

"Number one" Cyraqs began.
"When the fight starts, you fight till one of you are unconscious"
After that Cyraqs began to open the door. But Ryu steadily asked.
"Isn't there more?"
"No" the black haired man answered.