Jennifer POV:
As my class finally ended, I headed towards the campus court as my boyfriend is at the freshman basketball team tryouts. I took the door towards the seats above, as I opened the door, the cheering and and the thumps of the basketball being dribbled assaulted my ears. I took a seat towards the front and looked around for him.
Mark was easy to find though, bright blonde hair, a fair face, the looks of what you'd expect from Prince charming. It seems that they're playing a proper full court match on the second court, and from the looks of it, Mark's team isn't doing so well, in fact, they are losing by sixteen points. But why are they playing so intensely, it only seems like they have 3 minutes left on the clock.
Along with the *whish* sound of the net, another 3 points was scored, looks like 19 points back now.
"Everyone! BACK TO DEFENCE, only 1 more point"
Huh, why are they so tensed, they're already ahead by 19 points. Mark's team started their offense yet again, passing to the shooting guard, he faked his defender and got into a better position to pass it to Mark. Mark drove in to attempt a layup
"AZZY! GET YOUR ASS OVER THERE AND STOP HIM!"
Before I could comprehend it, a player from the opposing team was already between Mark and the net to stop him. Mark jumped and went for the shot but suddenly had the ball cleanly slapped away from his hand. Before he could even properly land, the opposing team already had the ball and passed it to the guy who stopped Mark.
"FAST BREAK NOW!!!"
The player sped up way too fast to be caught by any of Mark's teammates but before he got within lay up range he slowed down a bit and lowered his stance. By now, Mark got within arms reach just behind him but he jumped up for the shot. But wait...
Jennifer: Wait what?
The words escaped my lips. He didn't shoot, in fact he didn't stop rising. He dunked the ball in straight through. The cheering of the crowd became deafening.
With only 8 seconds left on the clock, Mark inbounded the ball, and his teamate attempted and failed a full court desperation shot and like that, the game ended.
The opposing team celebrated like it was a close match, and Mark's team had a look of despair on their faces.
I headed off to console Mark. The opposing team headed to their lockers while Mark's team rested right there on the court floor.
Jennifer: So I know that you lost, but cheer up, it isn't so bad, was it one of those rookie crushing matches.
Mark: Oh hey, how long have you been here? And thanks for being here, it means a lot to me. And no, it isn't the fact that we lost that we are despairing, it's the coach. Simply put, if the 2nd years didn't beat us by 20 points or more, they would have been stuck with what they dubbed "Hell week". The thing is, since they did beat us so badly, we're about to experience it starting in 20 minutes. I can't walk with you home, I'll be stuck here till the gymnasium closes.
Jennifer: Is he allowed to do that?
Mark: Well... he can't make us do all that practice, what he can do is not take accept us into the team.
Jennifer: So, you're gonna be stuck training for the entire week?
Mark: Right up until next Friday night.
Jennifer: You poor thing, I'll do everything to lift up your spirits after you escape hell.
Mark: Yeah, I'd ask for a hug right now, but not with all of this sweat and grime on me.
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Jennifer: Awww... come back home later, and I got something that you'd appreciate a lot more than a hug
Mark: If I have the energy for it that is.
Sharing a good chuckle, I gave my good byes to Mark and headed out for home. By the time I got to the gates. 2 players from the opposite team overtook me and headed towards the same direction as my home. One was the person who stopped Mark, and the other seemed to be their power forward, considering he was taller than even Mark. I overheard them as I walked...
Azzy: Why'd you have me guard me block Captain America there at the last second, I'm glad that his jump was weak to the point that I could snatch it without much trouble but come on, at least get me to guard someone my own size Rid.
Rid: There's no one your size on the court, can't blame us for that.
It's at this moment I properly realized that the guy called Azzy was short, he was still taller than me but he seemed to be 5'10, possibly 5'11. As far as basketball palyers go here, he was definitely one of the shortest. It dawned on me how impressive it was for him to pull off a dunk. In fact, even though he has such an average face, his darker skin tone giving away the fact he was from a more tropical place, his face was was also so generic looking. But his body, or as much as I could see from poking out of his shorts and sleeveless shirt was extremely well built, like a fighter's.
The one called Rid was taller than Mark, about 6'6. He had a slightly tan skin tone but he was a prime example of an Adonis. A charming look women would swoon over. His body build was actually better than Azzy in a way since he looked like a fit buff supermodel compared to Azzy.
Rid: By the way, considering that last jump you made, how's your back?
Azzy: In shit condition, I just got discharged last week from the hospital, I missed the inter college tournament too. Why are your ex girlfriends such fucking pain in the asses. And why do they go after me when it comes to them having to "send a message"
Rid: How was I supposed to know that girl was that crazy, I broke it off the moment I found out that my condom had a hole in it, I just didn't expect her to attack you with that beefcake she calls her brother. Speaking of which, how is he?
Azzy: He still has to drink out of a straw even after that reconstructive jaw surgery, sucks that he managed to avoid jail even though it was assault.
Rid: Come on, you broke his jaw, with a brick, after essentially causing him to black out when you punched him on the head. The judge had to take pity on him.
Azzy: He used a goddamn iron pipe to basically smash my chest in, it was a miracle I only had 3 broken ribs and didn't have my lungs punctured. And I missed my chance to play in the finals. He deserved no mercy.
Rid: Yeah, yeah... so I'm heading out to the club tonight to hook up, you interes... oh wait, you're going to Sarah's place aren't you?
Azzy: No, she's cheating on me with James, apparently within the first week I was in the hospital. Well, I didn't expect much from her anyways, other than her body, she was kind of a total bitch, and not great that in bed either. I think the reason she even approached me in the first place was to get a better chance to get James.
Rid: Dude... you gotta stop this, I know Faria was great and all, but she's gone, she broke it off for good, and you don't love her enough to leave all of this to go there do you, and she would deny you even if you did? Move on, I know for a fact you didn't love her that much.
Azzy: yeah... but I trusted her, love is easy, but how many of the girls have you been with that you could actually trust... Fuck it, let's go and get laid. Maybe if I tire it out enough, my dick would finally stop making my choices in girls to date.
Rid: What about Nia? Why not her, she's a nice girl.
Azzy: Everytime we hung out as a group, she did her best to avoid me, why would I even approach a girl that clearly showed disinterest.
(She avoided you out of embarrassment, Rid thought to himself)
Rid: ...uh... nevermind that, let's go, the night club is right around the corner there right.
Azzy: yeah...huh
(Looking downwards, Azzy realized his shadow was getting longer and the floor was getting brighter a bit too fast.)
Azzy: OH SHIT MOVE!!!!
And that was the last words I heard before the world went blank for me.
Azzy POV:
I pushed Rid out of the way and checked the aftermath. The truck swerved through the sidewalk and crashed through the building window. Seeing the traces of blood, the horrifying realization that the girl behind us and the driver are there hit me. I headed out to get them out of there but my body froze. Unable to make any movement. Out of the control I had, I craned my neck towards Rid who seemed to be the same.
3rd person POV:
The ground shimmered, a magical circle formation of white light appeared on the ground, both the victims looked at the floor with amazement, thinking that it's a joke. They were confused even more when the white one was then overlapped by one that was of a deep violet. They kept staring at the ground out of sheer amazement until they felt a pulling force from above them. They looked up to see what could only be called a tear in the fabric of reality, leading into a void.
Rid looked in at sheer amazement, shocked speechless by the chain of events
Azzy was a bit more vocal: "OH FUCK THIS!!!"
And thus, those were the last words he uttered before they both disappeared off the face of the dimension of Origin Earth. The weakest of all the dimensions in terms of energy. But also the ones that had the strongest of souls in them, but more importantly, the one that was said to have an unbreakable dimensional wall.
Well had an unbreakable wall...