Lars got onto the field face to face with PB.

"Put these on" Mr. Bene said placing a set of red gloves and shoes onto Lars and Pb. They were these large inflated accessories that were heavy and weighed Lars down

" What are these?* Lars asked.

"How hard did Grant hit you on your head? Those are impact reducing gear" Mr Bene said. " We don't need anyone dying during our sparring sessions!"

" oys at your ready!" O'Brian called out.

"Ok!" Lars said. " So I'm at an advantage here! Since these are impact reducing I should be able to take a few."

"Go!"

Wham!!!

Before Lars could react, Pb hot him with a devastating punch backwards.

"Heh that's should be enough for Axel" Pb said taking off his gear.

"The first one to fall to the ground will be the loser," Mr Bene said to O'Brian shaking his head. " That's usually Axel, giving his 0-125 record, just one punch will usually."

Lars slid on the ground holding his ground.

After absorbing the punch he looked up at Pb, wincing.

"Wow that was a crazy strong punch."

"What?" Lance thought from the top of the bleachers. " Just one punch usually knocks him out! Now he's still standing? What's going on here?"

" Heh, I guess I'll have to try that again!" Pb said sliding on his gloves.

Pb ran at Lars throwing a strong overhead punch at Lars's temple.

"(Lars remembered Jin from his previous life.) "Don't screw with me loser!" Jin said running at Lars.

"He's the same as Jin!" Lars thought.

"Don't screw with me loser!" Pb yelled.

" That stance" Lars thought. " Iv seen it at least a hundred times!"

"Die!"

"Both of you love…"

Lars ducked under the punch countering .

"THAT OVERHEAD PUNCH!"

WHAM!

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Digging his feet into the ground, Lars planted his feet, smashing his red gloves into Pbs jaw.

Pb stumbled backwards nearly losing his footing he was so shocked.

"Whhhhaaaatttt!" (Mr Bene)

"Impossible!" (Seymour)

"Is this really Axel?" (Lance)

"Yoooo go Ax!!!"" (Reggie)

"Interesting," O'Brian said looking at Seymour "When did you sneak in here?"

"Just taking some time to see the future of our organization, unlike some people, I do more than do research all day," Seymour said touting.

"Oh?" O'Brian answered flashing his eyeglasses. "Sounds like someone has a reading problem to me." He answered

O'Brian and Seymour became deadlocked in a stare down as Lars's fight continued on.

Lars looked into the bleachers locking eyes with Reggie.

"Dude you go man!" Reggie yelled.

"Your rooting for that loser?" Lance asked from above Reggie.

"What can I say?" Reggie said. " I'm allergic to peanut butter" Reggie laughed.

"Idiot" Lance said.

"This world is different" Lars thought. "In this world there's people watching me, even rooting for me… I have to keep going I have to appreciate the difference! I can win this time! I'm no longer the loser!"

"What that's not possible!" Pb groaned "How could a loser like you even touch me!"

" I'm not a loser" Lars said. " That's who I was! Not who I am!"

"Bullshit!" Pb yelled

Running at Lars again he came at him with a series of punches.

"Shit!" Lars yelled.

First Pb threw another overhead right that Lars ducked under, then he folloqed with a punch from his left arm.Lars blocked it absorbing the shock with his gloves.

" Even blocking his punches does way too much damage!" Lars thought. "But luckily, he's not all that faster than me, as long as I keep blocking I should be able to stay in the game.'

Lars continued blocking Pbs punches, each time being blown back by there powerful force.

After a few punches had been blocked Lars legs became wobbly

"What… what's happening?" Lars thought.

"So this is his limit" O'Brian said.

"Yeh, there is only so much your body can asorb. With the power of those punches after a dozen of so your skeleton isn't going to hold up. It would be different of you were used to it, but someone like Axel who usually goes down in one punch…"

" Has no muscle or skeletal strength."

"Hehe! Your wide open!"

Pb blasted Lars with. Punch to the the nose, leaving a trail of blood flushing out of his nostrils.

Lars stumbled backward but did not go down.

"Whaaat!" Pb yelled

He ran up to Lars hitting him with another punch to the gut.

Still Lars stood.

"I'm going to end the fight!" Mr Bene said to O'Brian " this kid is going to get himself killed!"

" Don't!" O'Brian ordered. "Things are just getting interesting* he said checking his notepad.

"Why won't you go down!" Pb yelled after hitting Lars with his 10th lunch.

Lars was barely conscious, shaking as he stood up against Pbs punches. As blood ran down his nose and his right eye become swollen. He continued to fight.

"Because" Lars said. " Your not strong enough to take me down"

"Yehhhh you tell him Axxxx!" Reggie yelled. " Don't give up!"

"I won't!" Lars yelled.

"You trash!" Pb yelled. As he grew angry the outside of his arms became black.

"Wait O'Brian stop him!"

WHAM!

Pb struck Lars with a punch to the gut, spewing blood out of his mouth. Lars collapsed to the ground decimated by Pbs punch.

"The fight is over! Pb! You were not supposed to use your powers! This was just a spar!"

"He whatever" Pb said "guess I got carried away."

Lars slowly rolled over and got onto his stomach. As blood dripped from his mouth, he slowly wobbles onto one knee. Using the last of his strength, he got back to his feet and stood back up.

"You can take me down, but you can't keep me down, no matter what, I will always get back on my feet!"

Pb gritted his teach, eyeing Lars with murderous intent.

"Don't pay him any mind" Reggie said approaching Lars. "You did great."

"C'mon Pb" Jeff said coming to Pbs aid. " This is a waste of your time"

"Hmph! Your right let's get out of here" Pb said.

"Big broooo!" A little girl yelled.

Running from across the field, a 10 year old girl ran up to him hugging him.

Lars Nearly burst into tears as he looked down at his little sister.

"Nina!" He said as tears filled his eyes.

" It's Miriya! What's wrong big bro? You did awesome!" Miriya said.

"No he didn't! Your brother was trash!" Pb yelled.

" Alright everyone off the field! Someone call S.P.A medial!" Mr Bene said.

" Pb! Shut up!" Lars yelled

" What are you going to do? You can't do shit!" Pb yelled.

"Don't swear I'm front of Mirya!" Lars yelled.

" Oh I'm sorry? I didn't know you were both such little bithces!" Pb yelled.

"Hey what is a ten year old doing on the field!" Mr Bene yelled.

"Big broooo!" Miriya cried.

"Pb!"

"Fuck you and your ugly sister!" On yelled. "Ugly duckling with no friends! Just like her older brother!"

"Pb!!!!" Lars yelled.

"That pressure…" Lance said eyeing Lars. "What is that?

"O'Brian" Seymour said approaching him." You sense that?"

"Yes," O'Brian said. "There seems to be alot of pressure building up below us and that Boys Ether is becoming extreme concentrated, what exactly did you teach him today?"

" So you heard?" Seymour said.

"Ofcoarse, you know how Grant is, now tell me what exactly is going on here are we in danger? What is that pressure?"

" I'm not entirely sure, but do believe that that Pb kid is a blight on the SPA and, that there is a water line running below this field, that may be the source of the pressure."

"Hmmm." O'Brian said. " Axel… says here in my notepad… born 4/27/2214… Ether type… Aquatic!"

"Pb!!!!" Lars screamed running past everyone " Your finished!"