Past Events: Sam and Kirk

Hello and welcome! While the main story for book one is complete. There are main unknown past events that have failed to be revealed. I mean come on, the five original prisoners have been alive for more than a century! They must have some juicy stories to tell! These will certainly be in no particular order but they are all canon. I feel it's necessary to go a bit more in depth when it comes to this story so without further ado.... enjoy. I shall forewarn anyone who just happens to be sensitive. As you all know, Sam was a prick from the very get go. EVEN before the personality that took over. But! As I mentioned before and Kirk has said himself they are all from different timelines. You all get a in depth look of how these five were like! There are racist remarks and very sensitive topics. Please, this isn't meant to offend anyone and truth be told my co-writer is a rather blunt individual. Again! Trigger Warning for everyone that may be sensitive! Read at your own discretion.

P.S! Book 2 will arriving shortly! So excited!

"Die! Die! Die! You fucking bastard!" Sam shouted aggressively while holding the frantically struggling Kirk's head in the water. Sam continued to exert all of his strength into keeping Kirk submerged as reflected by the murderous intent in his eyes.

"SAM, LET HIM GO!" A voice commanded. Sam however had other plans. He continued in his attempts to drown KIrk despite the order. "Sam, I said to release him at once!" Alexander said while gripping onto his shoulder and successfully pulling him back from the barely conscious boy he almost killed.

Alexander wrapped his arms around the nearly drowned Kirk and hoisted him out of the water. Laying him on his back, Alexander kicked Kirk in the side of his chest out of frustration causing him to spurt up the rest of the water in his lungs. "Now listen up! I don't care how much we all hate Kirk, Hyptant gave us strict orders to keep him alive." As Alexander reminded Sam of this, Kirk was laying in the sand as oxygen began returning to his lungs. Kirk then while observing they were distracted by conversation, sat up and lunged at Sam. "I've come to have had my fill with you as well!" Alexander shouted in exasperation while grappling Kirk by the nape of the neck and hoisting him off the ground.

Alexander slung Kirk over his shoulder. "I am going to kill you! Do you hear me?! I am going to kill you!" Kirk shouted while trying to break free. Kirk then began pounding his fists into Alexanders back while shouting "LET ME GO! I am not finished with him!" Sam couldn't help but laugh at Kirk's pathetic attempts to free himself. He had no chance, for Alexander outmatched Kirk in strength and stature.

SLAP!

"What was that for?! Sam Shouted while holding his bright red cheek in pain. In A combination of confusion and anger Sam glared at Charley waiting for an explanation. "I'm waiting!" Sam said impatiently. "Hyptant is well aware of what you are trying to accomplish Sam, and he is far from pleased. You and I both know he will not stand idly by if you continue. Now I want to rid Kirk's presence from this island just as much if not more then you, but Hyptant sees something within him that he perceives to be invaluable. It is for this reason and you have left us with no other choice."

"What are you going on about?" Sam asked before his surroundings completely changed in a instant.

He was now in an empty room across from Kirk with only Master Hyptant, Charley and Alexander standing between them. The two who were fighting earlier continued to stare into each other's eyes, never once breaking contact.

"Well, I must say that you all are quite the fascinating organism to observe. Not only constantly fighting but also actively trying to kill each other over things that one has no control over. You wholeheartedly feel as if a single trait makes you naturally superior to the other, Right Grand Wizard?" Hyptant mocked. "Well, if one were to be truthful none of you compare in the slightest to the intellect of Kirk Lakeland, and it is for this reason that I view him as such a commodity. Someone who will undoubtedly be instrumental to the success of my future projects, and yet you're ignorance motivates you to kill him and therefore squander my plans. Sam, please enlighten me as to why you so strongly despite to kill Kirk?"

"M-Master Hyptant my parents had taught me that -"

"Damn you're parents boy!" Master Hyptant interjected forcefully appearing to be displeased with Sam's attempt to provide an explantation. The soundwaves from the Master's shout caused the room to quake. Trembling, Sam was reminded of how insignificant he was in comparison to his superior. "You have not answered my question Sam, so I shall ask you again and this time I want to you to carefully consider your next words; for if you fail to provide me with an answer I find sufficient, I will strike you down in the very place you now stand."

"Master I- I didn't have a reason at all other than because it was what my parents told me.." Sam said while catching a glimpse of the devilish eyes of his master who anticipated his answer. Sam then changed the direction of his gaze towards Kirk who seemed to heavily enjoy watching him under pressure. "It's just that for someone as intelligent as you are Sam, I thought for sure you would know exactly why you hated someone to the extent of wanting Kirk dead, and yet you are inexplicable as to your motivations, not to mention the fact you barely even know this individual. So here's what is going to happen now. You two are going to stay here for a little while, and lets see how this plays out."

Both Sam and Kirk's eyes widened at the prospect of being stuck in an empty room together causing Master Hyptant to smile in contentment. "Yes, you heard me correctly; You have lost the privilege of being able to roam freely about as you once had, and as further punishment you two will be forced to inhabit the same baren echo chamber. Now, Feel free to continue your attempts at killing each other to your heart's content, but be warned however, this room can be quite sensitive. Any and all acts of violence you commit onto each other will cause some sort of ...set back. Oh and don't be fooled, there are plenty of ways you can be hindered from actually causing each other harm, but with that being said, I hope you two enjoy this little space, for its all that you will know for the next six months." With this, Master Hyptant smiles a final time before dismissively waving his hands at them before escorting himself, Charley and Alexander out.

Still dazed, Sam and Kirk stare at each other in dismay.

When Kirk finally had processed the situation, he quickly began backing up into the corner and faced away from Sam. "L-let's make this easy on ourselves and not cross the center of the room into each other's sides." Using his fingers he drew a invisible line indicating where the boundary was. "You have your side, and I have mine. There is no reason to escalate this any further, we can both have our own safe space." As he finished saying this the walls of the room began to shift inward, forcing them away from the corners of their confinement. "Well looks like that brilliant plan won't work." Sam said passive aggressively mocking the fact Master Hyptant recognized Kirk as having superior intelligence. The room finally completed its adjustment and Sam and Kirk were practically back to back.

"Back the fuck off!" Sam said while forcibly shunting Kirk away from him. As Kirk landed on his hands and knees they both heard what sounded like a drop of water. The ominous sound caught both of their attentions, and Sam gulped. Time seemed to be stopped. The only sensory input either of them had was the sound of a single droplet hitting the concrete floor periodically. Suddenly their jumpsuits vanished leaving them only in their white underwear, and the water droplets slightly quicken in pace. All alone in a cold dark room, Sam and Kirk sat by themselves with only their thoughts to keep them company.

"This is all your fault." Sam said placing the blame on Kirk even though he knows its the other way around. It was something he learned from his upbringing; if you placed blame on those you view as lesser than you, it makes you feel less guilty. A scapegoat if you will to hide ones true responsibility for their own actions. "How is this my fault?" Kirk said taken aback by his remark. "If you hadn't ever shown up in this place, things would still be the way they used to be. And if you're kind could of just left well enough alone and accepted that you were owned, none of this would have happened." Kirk sat silently allowing for Sam's ignorant words to dance around in his head while he formulated a response. "You fail to remember that you are the ones who forcibly brought us here. We didn't choose to come here, you brought me here against my will." Sam paused in puzzlement and then inquired "What do you mean by I brought you here?"

"You don't actually know, do you?" Kirk said before turning away from Sam and curling up on the floor.

After several hours of peaceful rest, Kirk felt something on the back of his neck that caused him to wake up. After coming to, he realized the sensation was Sam attempting to wrap his hands around his neck. "God Damn it Kirk you were supposed to stay asleep!" Kirk mustered up his strength and managed to break free from Sam's stranglehold.

"Are you stupid? Did you not hear a single word of what your so-called master said would happen if continued to be violent towards me? You woke me up from a good dream too. Your Master was right, you aren't very bright." Sam began clinching his fists in rage as Kirk once again insulted his intelligence. "You may be smarter than me Kirk, but I am still going to teach you a lesson. Get over here!" Sam had grabbed Kirk's arm when they both heard a loud noise. Suddenly, water began pouring down the sides of the walls and filling up the room. Both Sam and Kirk realized that the warnings of Master Hyptant were not to be taken lightly as they both instinctively began swimming up to the surface to collect Oxygen before the room could be entirely encased with water.

One could not tell as to when the room was completely filled, for the murkiness of the water hindered their visions. Soon, both Sam and Kirk slowly began sinking to the floor as the weights of their body were pulled down by gravity.

Sam was placing his hands on his own throat to signal that he was struggling to keep air in, and involuntarily gasped, causing water to flood into his mouth. After an uncertain period of time had passed both Sam and Kirk had blacked out and their unconscious bodies floated to the surface. The water then began to recede into the floor before completely dissipating. Sam and Kirk eventually regained consciousness and looked at each other in anger and horror.

After a long period of silence, shaken by their experience Sam asked "I-is that what you felt when I held your head under the water?" Kirk, shook his head and looked away from Sam in resentment. Thoughts continued to swirl around Sam's head. What Master was saying about him hating Kirk for something he couldn't control, and Kirk telling him that it was his fault that he was even there, created unease in him mentally.

Suddenly anger filled the scared, cold and confused Sam. He turned to face Kirk again, as Kirk turned to face him.

Kirk knew that if Sam harmed him again or vice versa that the room would react in a way that would harm them both. In theory, if Sam could be triggered enough, perhaps the room would react in such a strong manner as to kill them both, freeing them from this torment. "Hit me." Kirk said. "W-What?" Sam asked in response. "You've tried like six or seven times to kill me, and every attempt has failed. But I can see from the way you are looking at me the blood lust that you have. So which is it, either you are growing soft and bending to the whims of the room, or you don't actually have the wherewithal to do what you are set out to do." Sam's face reddened at the implications of him becoming weak. "Every one of you are the same. When your masculinity and supposed superiority is put into question, you become very aggressive. It actually has me wondering how people with such easily triggered self esteems could have ever owned us in the first place."

Sam, although he tried to not admit it, was kind of turned on by poor little defenseless Kirk thinking he had the ability to make him feel weak at all. Perhaps it was the inner dominance in him, but perhaps instead of killing Kirk, he could psychologically bend him instead. Kirk looked at Sam pleased with the reaction he had elicited out of Sam. To Kirk, Sam seemed to be feeling small, and for once Kirk at the account of himself felt bigger than Sam. Sam However in actuality, was feeling very different than what Kirk was detecting. As Sam shook with frustration, his genitals began hardening to his surprise.

Kirk cockily tilted his head sideways and pierced Sam with his eyes. Sam felt all of the blood rushing from his head to his lower extremities, and a sudden urge to dominate Kirk in a different way emerged.

"You said you were surprised we owned you at all, right?" Sam said smugly, his shaft slowly lifting upward as its veins filled with blood. "You heard me correctly, but I doubt you will do anything about it, Sammy." Kirk said. Sam simply smiled and said "Well I'm about to claim you and make you mine, how does that sound?" Sam retorted making sure that his aggression was reflective in his tone.

"Wait, what?" Kirk said confused. But it was too late, Sam had lunged at Kirk and climbed on top of him, pinning Kirk's hands and legs to the floor. Aside from the one time he felt sexual desire towards a boy, which is what caused him to be on this island in the first place, Kirk hadn't put much thought into his sexual preferences. Sam, being on top of him frightened him, but also created a new sense of curiosity in Kirk.

But as Sam holds him down, Kirk is confused; Kirk has always seen sex as an act of passion between individuals who love each other, and who wish to pleasure each other. It had never even occurred to him that sexuality was also a sense of power and vitality, and that by challenging Sam's masculinity, it would lead to this predicament. This was far from the course of action he was expecting. But at the same time, being an intellectual, this could be an opportunity for experimentation. A chance to understand and fulfill his questions about homosexual intercourse and about toxic masculinity.

"I bet you are trembling right now, aren't you Kirk?" Sam said as he intimidated his captor by stroking himself. "I'm caught off guard, but I don't know about trembling.." Kirk said.

"Well at any rate, its time for you to learn your place. And that place is obedience." With this, Sam spit on his member, and began posturing it against Kirk. Kirk watched in fascination as Sam began initiating his act. Sam then aligned his hips and began massaging Kirk's anus. Sam was practically throbbing at this point. The intensity of this moment was enough to make him explode all over Kirk! But he knew that wasn't enough to make Kirk submit to him. He had to go all the way.

There was no turning back from this moment, and Both Sam and Kirk knew it. Sam pinned him down and began to kiss down Kirk's slender and defined body. He would then work his tongue down licking at his protruding perfectly round navel. Sam then began pushing his tip inside of Kirk as the sound of Kirk's faint whimpers made him even harder. The sweat from his body as well as his saliva was enough lubrication to make penetration relatively simple. Sam began slowly swinging his hips forward and backwards causing his shaft to massage his insides sending a sensation of waves through Kirk's entire body. Kirk stared deeply into Sam's eyes as Sam began to increase his pace and intensity. The once silent whimpers of Kirk had become rougher lustful grunts. Sam then increased his domination effort by forcing his tongue into Kirks mouth, as Kirk's tongue met his.

This surprised him, he wasn't supposed to reciprocate, let alone indulge in the situation. But at the same time, Sam was impressed by Kirk's ability to take his full length, and decided to test his limits. Sam then quickly pulled out and stared at Kirk. "Turn over on your stomach!" Sam commanded, and watched as Kirk obediently did what he was told. Sam then spit on his shaft again, and re entered Kirk while pressing him hands down on Kirk's back. Once had completely slid back inside, he laid his entire body against Kirk, and after pulling out almost entirely, began slamming his hips into Kirks backside.

Kirk moaned at this feeling, and out of impulse grabbed onto his ass cheeks and pulled them open wider for Sam to penetrate deeper. Kirk then whispered to Sam "is that the best you can do?" Sam, felt a sense of rage fill his entire body, and it caused him to become even more aroused than before.

Sam began thrusting himself into Kirk at his full strength, as Kirk moaned in absolute rapture. The very fact that Sam had gone from attempting to drown Kirk to now fucking the life out him fascinated Kirk and made it seem all the hotter to him. Sam began rotating his pelvis to change the pattern of stimulation which caused Kirk to write in even deeper pleasure. Kirk began moaning uncontrollably and loudly as the clapping sound of Sam's hard work echoed throughout the empty room. Sam was now directly stimulating Kirk's prostate and it caused Kirk to practically melt into the body of the person wrecking him. Sam started to feel as if his dick was filling and began panting with every thrust.

Before he even had a second to recognize what was happening, Sam let out a massive cry before his body started convulsing. Kirk was enjoying every moment of this encounter, and moaned deeply as he felt Sam's warm wet cum fill his insides. Sam continued to thrust before collapsing on top of Kirk, and after pulling out he observed as all of his hard work and passion leaked out of Kirk.

"You weren't supposed to like it." Sam said in embarrassment and frustration. "Well it sure seemed like I wasn't the only one enjoying myself there, Sam." Kirk said as they both heavily breathed on each other. Sam blushed and stammered, as Kirk giggled. Despite being in such a state, Kirk couldn't help but notice that Sam didn't seem as hostile towards him in this moment. "So maybe this means we can learn to coexist in here instead of always trying to kill each other." Kirk said with a inflection of hope.

Sam, was overwhelmed by the degree of feelings he was having. On one hand, sex had never been so intense or pleasurable for him in his entire life. On the other, he felt shame for allowing himself to become intertwined with someone who he was told to believe was inferior to him. He was afraid that his family if they ever knew would be disgusted. Disgusted not only because of the fact that he bonded with someone of a different race, but perhaps even more inconceivably with someone of the same gender.

"My family will never forgive me for this." Sam said as he began panicking. "Its not like I can control how I look, and even though you're parents told you that I was subhuman, you and I just shared a very human experience, and a damn good one at that." Kirk said.

"Just stop talking about it. I want to forget this ever happened, and I have to go back to being superior to you."

Kirk sighed and said "You don't have to be anything you don't personally agree with. As your master said Damn your parents. They were a product of their time, and you don't have to reflect them in any way you don't personally see fit. As for my race, you know I can't control that, and even after bonding with me in this erotic manner, you say you choose to be ignorant and believe I am nothing to you. But as hard as you may try, you will always remember what just happened, it will play over and over in your mind even if you try to shut it out. So instead of hiding yourself in shame, and causing yourself to be perpetually in a state of despair, accept what happened, embrace my humanity, and understand that you don't have to be racially superior to me to have power. This sexual encounter alone proved to me that you didn't have to use your race to have dominance. And you can use your power over me, whenever you want to." Kirk said adding a teasing wink at the end of his statement.

"Well since we are going to be stuck here for at six months, perhaps we can use each other for mutually beneficial means. But when it comes to my feelings about race, it is ingrained in me. As of this moment, I am not able to reject what I've been taught, but I will no longer see you as my enemy, or as lesser than me. As for your invitation to dominate you whenever the natural need arises, this seems like the only logical course of action. But once we leave this place, I fear what others will say if what we have done and will continue to do comes to light. " Sam said.

"Oh and by the way, when I said that you are the one who brought me here, I was referring to your family."

"What about my family?" Sam said uneasily.

"I read through the archives of all of the people who reside on this island, and I know why you are here on this island. Does the name Tomas sound familiar?" Kirk asked making Sam's eyes widened. "That's right, I knew your game from the very beginning. Admit it, you never wanted to kill me. You liked the fact that I struggled, that I felt powerless, and inferior to you in every way. You say you always hated us but in reality... you loved us more than anything. Tomas was a perfect example of that. If you truly hated me, do you really think I would be so willing and fascinated?"

Sam lost eye contact with Kirk looking down at his hands and began to fiddle with them. "I need you to understand something Sam. You aren't who you try to portray yourself to be. Tomas doesn't want this and I don't want this for you either. Live your own life... for the better." Sam's eye rose to meet with Kirk's once again. A smile found a way on Sam's face.

"As the answer to your earlier question, yes your family were responsible for bringing me over. You wouldn't know that for the simple fact you have been here all these years. I, Kirk Lakeland used to be a slave on your father's plantation. He had bought me at an auction after I was trafficked away from my parents." This revelation hit Sam like a brick.

"This can't be." Sam said trying to deny what he has learned.

"You're full name is Samuel Whitehorse, yes?" Kirk asked. In response Sam had nodded his head.

"I was owned by Jefferson Whitehorse, owner of the Whitehorse Plantation. And you just shared a passionate moment with me, and I dare go as far as to say, you will hopefully do it again. If that isn't real enough for you then I don't how else to prove it to you."

"I-I'm sorry.... really I am."

Two months later

Two months would past since the two young boys were entrapped by Master Hyptant were now what most would consider best of friends. Kirk's advice had stuck to Sam quite well and just like they both agreed on, they shared intimate moments that meant more than their first encounter. Sam genuinely had feelings for Kirk and he felt the same way. As of right now, the two were watching a projection on a wall. The projection showed two men of Asian decent performing one of the greatest martial arts in human history. "This is called Wing Chun, one of the greatest martial arts known to all humans. I am showing you this for the purpose of a teaching lesson. Since you two have seemed to tolerate one another's presence so I have decided on giving you both something to train your mind and body on for the remaining time that you are here. My boys, I expect by four months you two will become intermediate, possibly advanced, experts, or even masters in this style. I plan to all spar with both of you at the end of this to see what you have learned. Good luck boys."

Kirk and Sam met eyes with one another then looked at the screen once more. "Wing Chun? What exactly is the point of this?" Sam asked in confusion.

"I believe it is a way of putting our energy towards something else. We haven't done anything in a long time and I am assuming Hyptant needs some type of entertainment."

Sam nodded his head as he grabbed a hold of Kirk's neck pulling him closer. "I bet I will be a better master than you." He whispered making Kirk smile with an ear to ear smile.

"We'll see about that Sammy." Kirk replied as he stood up with analyzing the men more closely. "Looks simple enough." He said. "He's throwing a simple punch inches away before actual contact. Easy enough to replicate yes?" Kirk asked.

Sam watched as the demonstration transpired over and over again. He was seeing something that Kirk wasn't seeing obviously, he was a little to smart too see it all the way through. What Sam was seeing during this projection was more than a simple punch. He had far more steps to it. "There is way more to this than that Kirk. Look closer, your not analyzing the same way I am."

Once again, Kirk looked at the projection playing again and only then after a few times of playing did he catch on. While the man was throwing a punch, there was a couple of steps he did before, during, and after the jester. He wasn't throwing just a punch, he was performing the most effective way to dismantle his opponent. "I see, it makes sense."

Both the boys turned their bodies towards one another getting into the stance similar to the one that the two men stood with. "Then let's begin."

For hours upon hours, the two young boys practiced Wing Chun. With nothing else better to do with their time, they replicated all the basic movements well over ten thousand times till upmost perfection. They even begun grunting very loudly every time they would perform a strike. Sam and Kirk also started to began sparring with their newfound skills. "You ready?" Sam asked with a smile.

"Let's go." Kirk started running towards Sam, as did he. Both begun attacking one another with very fast flurry of punches. Both individuals couldn't land a direct hit on one another as they either blocked, reversed, or completely avoided the incoming hits. When punches didn't work the two resorted to kicks again only for the same thing to happen. Kirk eventually grabbed a hold of Sam's arm and begun closing the distance with a fast knee. Sam quickly placed his arms down using Kirk's knee to propel himself away then rushed forward with a flurry of punches towards Kirk's chest in which he avoided successfully. "I GOT YOU!" Sam yelled grabbing a hold of Kirk's neck tightly.

Still with a smile on his face Kirk broke free of Sam's hold by striking his elbow with a hammer fist when quickly hitting Sam striking an elbow in his chest making him retreat. "Looks like I got you!"

Grabbing a hold of his chest, Sam also kept an ear to ear smile on his face. "Not bad! But its going to take more than that to stop me and you of all people should know that Kirky boy!" Again Sam rushed forward and the two threw a flurry of punches and kicks. However, Sam significantly picked up the pace. "I am the faster of us both! You cannot deny that Kirk!" At first, he was keeping up with him. When a few seconds passed on, Kirk was noticeably struggling to keep up. "YOUR GETTING SLOW KIDDO!" Faster than even a full second, Sam had stopped Kirk's punch and elbowed him straight into the side of the face and used his other palm to strike him in the chest causing him to stumble back till he fell down fifteen feet away from his opponent. Sprinting down, Sam was now the one on the offensive. Quickly, Kirk rolled up backwards back on his feet getting into his stance.

The two threw punches and kicks once more. Kirk quickly adapted to Sam's speed and once more kept up with him. The two continued trailing the fight all around the room, both using their significant endurance to keep them in the fight. Sam attempted to throw faster punches but had already reached his human limits and Kirk had already matched the pace. Unexpectedly, both at the same time grabbed one another's arms and used the other to go straight for the throat with a clenched fist. Then, the two stopped in unison just inches away from their adam's apple.

Both boys locked eyes with one another both slightly panting from their friendly spar. "Not bad Sammy." Kirk complimented.

"Same could be said about you Kirky. I still got a lot of energy left for more. Can the same be said about you? Or are you too tired Kirky? I see some sweat rolling down your face." Sam smirked.

"I have more than enough energy to go ten more times. Let's do this!"

Three months later

Three months would now pass and today was the day that the boys would be released from their confinement. Right now, the two were sparring against one another. In total, these two have gone at one against each other more than over several thousand times. Honing their upmost potential with Wing Chun. Not only that, they have also mastered the skill of wrestling, mixed martial arts, krav maga, and taekwondo.

"My boys, it is time." A voiced echoed around the room making them stop instantly. "Sam and Kirk are you ready to spar with me?" In the middle of the room, the floor had separated and from the depths came Master Hyptant with his hands behind his back. "It has been quite a while since I have exercised purely physical force. Gentlemen, I shall relish this opportunity..."

The two shared one last glance with one another before nodding their heads with a reassuring smile. Getting into a desired stance, Sam and Kirk were now on both sides of Master Hyptant as he still remained standing in the middle. However, he now quickly altered his size to being around the same height as both boys. "It wouldn't be fair if I remained my height now would it. I want this fight to be drawn out as long as possible. I need to see just how gritty you two really are."

In Sam's mind all he could do was just stare at Kirk, who was very focused on this fight. Over the course of the last few months they had spent together Sam had grown actual feelings for Kirk and it definitely showed. During his time in confinement with only one other person to get through it with left him with lots of times to think. Many of times these two had both their ups and downs when being in here together but overall they always overcame it whether that been sharing passionate intercourse or simply talking it out. Point being, Sam had actually loved Kirk and Kirk had also felt the same way.

"Hey Kirky!" Sam yelled out catching not only Kirk's attention but Hyptant's as well. "I just wanna say... loudly and proudly for everyone to hear! I FUCKING LOVE YOU!" Sam's verbals made Kirk's widen with shock as he wore an obvious blush. Even Master Hyptant found himself smiling at Sam.

"How beautiful... you seem to have finally overcame your ignorance." Master Hyptant commented.

"Yes I have, Master Hyptant...."

Kirk still was at a loss for words as he continued to blush so much that he wasn't even in a proper stance no more. "I love you too, Sammy..." Kirk said back in a low voice that Sam could just barely hear. He knew that Kirk was just being shy and didn't like expressing himself, especially since he hated Master Hyptant with a passion.

"Now then...." Before either of them could blink, Master Hyptant had dashed straight towards Sam at frightening speed. Sam being to ill prepared was struck in the cheek by Hyptant making him forcefully fall and fly back sliding across the floor. "I believe this is a spar not a lover's festival. Get your mind right Samuel or you shall stay here much longer. Now Kirk, let's see what you have to offer... our most newest addition." Kirk gritted his teeth as he prepared himself for an attack from Hyptant.

The same applied for Kirk as well, Hyptant had darted towards him at speeds that would leave even the fastest human behind. The first thing that confused Kirk was this was a fairly elderly old man yet he moved as if he was in the prime of his life. Reeling his fist back, Hyptant drove it forward and with ease Kirk had dodged it only to be hit in the ribcage with Hyptant's heel of his hand. "Come on Kirky! I know all the defenses and styles you learned have always taught you to keep your elbows tucked! Otherwise..." Hyptant had spread his fingers apart and drove it into Kirk's abdomen clinching tightly like an eagle that had grabbed a fish with its razor sharp talons making him cry in pain. "Your delicate and delicious organs are exposed!" Lifting the 128 pound boy up with one arm, Hyptant slammed Kirk on his back with tremendous force continuing to squeeze on Kirk's stomach. The hold was so tight, Kirk felt as if he was going to be disemboweled alive. Hyptant's eyes locked with Kirk's staring at him with sinister intent. "Will you find a way out of this Kirk? I know you can!"

Then Sam jumps on Hyptant's back wrapping his arm around his neck. With all his strength, he reeled Hyptant back till Sam had fell on his back. Kirk crawled away from the two grabbing the area where Hyptant had dug his fingers at wincing at the pain. "Damn bastard almost pulled out my insides. Two can play this game old man." Hyptant broke out of Sam's hold after a short struggle getting up and raising his foot in the air. He planned to stomp down on Sam's chest only for him to be shoved to the side by Kirk. "Let's try that again!" The old man had a smirk on his face darting towards Kirk once more.

"SHOW ME WHAT YOU LEARNED!" Master Hyptant demanded throwing a sharp uppercut towards Kirk. Placing both hands together, Kirk managed to barely stop the momentum of the Hyptant while also attempting to strike him in the sternum with a quick heel strike. "Open palmed heel strike? Effective only if you make contact!" Redirecting Kirk's hand Hyptant had brought his knee up while leaping into the air hitting Kirk directly underneath his jaw sending him flying back.

Sam came from behind again with a spinning kick but Hyptant was well aware this time. In return he did the same thing and the two clashed smashing shins against one another. "DAMN IT!" Sam quickly retreated from the attack as he felt that he shattered his on shin. "IT FELT LIKE HITTING A ROCK!" Before Sam could even get another word Hyptant had smashed his fist into Sam's cheek once more then took a hold of him and threw him into Kirk who was running back towards the fight. Both boys were badly bruised and despite their best efforts were quite literally no match for Master Hyptant.

"Not bad for the first go around you two..." Hyptant said. "You two have spent months and months together knowing only your limitations. However, when facing a brand new opponent, you two seem to falter far two easily. So, with that being said I safely assume that you two are not rea-" Master Hyptant words were cut short when he saw that both boys got up still ready to fight.

"Hmph, you couldn't honestly believe that is all we had to offer Master Hyptant. Your right, we spent months together learning one another's every move to the point we can almost predict every move instantly. But you are different level than us so it only makes sense you get the upper hand. However, if there is one thing we both learned about one another is this." In unison both Sam and Kirk got into an offensive ready stance. "We can adapt to anything!" Sam said proudly. "So, are you ready for round two or are you tired old man?"

Master Hyptant's eyes widen at those last two words then he quickly smiled getting into a stance once more as well. "I am never too tired young Samuel."