Post by Doomsday on Mar 27, 2006 0:38:02 GMT -5
The referee's hand collided loudly with the mat, as the match ended. Taking the winner by the hand he announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen Dominic "Doomsday" Bertron is the winner yet again, still managing to continue his undefeated season!" the croud cheered and Dominic smiled proudly. Nobody in the region has managed to defeat him yet, and he knew that nobody would.
As he walked to the lockerroom many students cheered. Its understandable why he was Captain of the wrestling team, he felt like a god among ants sometimes.
He was the final match of the night, and everyone was going out to celebrate after the match, he told everyone he would catch up and sat silently on the bench until everyone left. Standing up he opened his locker quickly, as the door swung open he grunted in pain. His skin was becomming rough and gray, he resisted the temptation to scream in pain as sharp bones tore through his skin. He dropped to the ground and began to twich as his body drastically grew in size. Bones tore upward through his knees, outward from his elbow, smaller ones tore out from over his eye and made bars, as if eye protection. Tearing thorough his knuckls left Dominic in great agony, if someone saw him now, they wouldn't even reconize him. With the last bit of control he had he stood up and reached into the top of his locker, pulling out a needle. As he collapsed in pain again he plunged the syringe into himself and quickly injected the liquid into his body. As it worked its way into his system his body slowly began to decrease in size, and the bones gradually wend back under his skin, leaving no sign that they had ever emerged.
Soom Dominic walked of the locker room again and went to go join his teammates. He would be alright for the night, they syrum tended to last a day or two........he prayed.
As he walked to the lockerroom many students cheered. Its understandable why he was Captain of the wrestling team, he felt like a god among ants sometimes.
He was the final match of the night, and everyone was going out to celebrate after the match, he told everyone he would catch up and sat silently on the bench until everyone left. Standing up he opened his locker quickly, as the door swung open he grunted in pain. His skin was becomming rough and gray, he resisted the temptation to scream in pain as sharp bones tore through his skin. He dropped to the ground and began to twich as his body drastically grew in size. Bones tore upward through his knees, outward from his elbow, smaller ones tore out from over his eye and made bars, as if eye protection. Tearing thorough his knuckls left Dominic in great agony, if someone saw him now, they wouldn't even reconize him. With the last bit of control he had he stood up and reached into the top of his locker, pulling out a needle. As he collapsed in pain again he plunged the syringe into himself and quickly injected the liquid into his body. As it worked its way into his system his body slowly began to decrease in size, and the bones gradually wend back under his skin, leaving no sign that they had ever emerged.
Soom Dominic walked of the locker room again and went to go join his teammates. He would be alright for the night, they syrum tended to last a day or two........he prayed.