After Kai had spoken those words, Damion grabbed onto his whisky glass tightly. He didn't move an inch or blink. For most of his life, the blonde teenager had been looking forward to this one moment of revelation, to admit that he was the one to have ruined everything his father had worked for during his lifetime.
Of course, in his ideal scenario, it would have been under far different circumstances, but even now, in the current situation he found himself in, seeing the cold fury in those eyes nearly made it worth it to have lived in his father’s shadow for all these years.
“Didn't you hear me?” Kai questioned as he walked forward with confidence. The man, who he had been afraid of for years, suddenly seemed to have grown a little smaller in the room. “I was the one who created the Howlers.
“Me and that Transporter of yours, we’ve been working together to crush and break down everything you’ve built up.” Kai spoke slowly, making sure to emphasise each and every single word. “And we’re not done yet. It will only be over once I manage to take every single little thing you own.”
After finishing his narration, Damion gripped the glass so hard that it smashed right there and then. His eyes had gone bloodshot from not blinking. Getting up from his seat, he leaned across the table and stared his son right in the eyes. He expected the teenager to flinch, perhaps try to talk his way out by claiming all of this was some sick joke, instead, the two of them stood there silently.
“YOU… You!… You!!!” Not being able to articulate his frustration, Damion decided to act upon his feelings. The gang leader threw out his bloodied fist straight towards Kai. It made contact and pushed the teenager back a few feet. However, it hadn't connected with his son’s face, for Kai had managed to block the attack, lifting both of his forearms up in a cross position. Still, his arms were throbbing. The hit was heavy.
Even though Damion wasn't a particularly large man, he was well-built, had developed muscles, and was just a natural heavy hitter. Someone who could draw out more power than others. A wisdom amongst boxers was that even at the same weight, the punch strength could vary wildly, and Kai certainly felt the weight behind his father’s attack.
“I knew you would try to punch me in the face.” His son admitted with a grin on his face. “Over the years, I’ve paid close enough attention to your behaviour, to the point that I might even know you better than you know yourself! All for this moment!”
Slowly, Damion was climbing over the desk, and at the same time he was taking off his suit jacket, revealing his tight white shirt underneath. “You ungrateful brat! I raised you to take over the Underdogs when I was gone, not burn it down to the ground!” With how frustrated the father was, he punched the desk, breaking off an edge piece of it.
His knuckles were a little red, but it looked like his hand was just fine. Damion had large knuckles due to repeatedly breaking them in the past, and they were now solid weapons. Seeing this, Kai got ready, getting into a fighting stance, which made Damion chuckle.
“What is this? Have you been practising how to fight? And here I thought you were just a useless brat? No, don't tell me, you've been practising how to fight, all so you could beat me?!” Damion ridiculed the other, as he charged in and threw out a fist.
Knowing that he probably couldn't take another hit, Kai decided to avoid this one, by going low and on one hand. He then lifted his leg and kicked Damion’s side. It was a solid hit, but it felt as if he had kicked a large tree. It was at that moment that the gang leader pinned the leg under his arm with his elbow, holding on tightly, and turned around.
He could see that Kai had thrown out another fist towards his face, which he grabbed. Now with two points of his body to hold onto, Damion lifted Kai's body, and ran forward as fast as he could, heading straight for the door. Just as they were about to reach, Damion jumped up and slammed Kai right through the door. It came flying off its hinge and landing on the floor was not only the door but the teenager as well.
It was a heavy and strong blow that had knocked the wind completely out of Kai. Furthermore, it was safe to say he wasn't going to get up any time soon, and even if he had tried, there were now several gang members around the place that had him surrounded.
“I was wondering what the hell would have made you do this, but now I’m sure of it, it was that bitch, wasn’t it? Have you been plotting it ever since back then? I guess I always saw you as just a brat, and that was my mistake.” Damion admitted. “I can see that you’re a man now… so it’s only fair for you to suffer the consequences like one!”
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Inside the cell, Gary was still waiting for someone to come in. Judging by his Health, he could tell that it had been two hours. He had thought about what to say to convince them to let him out, or at least feed him. However, the ones coming towards the cell wasn't Damion, instead there were two other members of the Underdogs. They weren’t alone either, they were dragging someone by their feet.
“The two of you can rot together!” One of the Underdogs members said as the cell door opened, and they threw a person inside. When Gary went to look at who the person was, he was surprised to see an unconscious Kai who appeared to be badly beaten up and bruised.
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