2nd match and dungeon

As Kraisee stepped onto the court, a lot of people cheered for him. But when Vincent entered, literally everyone cheered for him, even the coaches. Both of them walk over into the middle of the mat and get into a neutral stance. When the match starts, Vincent goes for Kraisee's leg but he has a hand over it and redirects his force back to Vincent and slams him back on his back. Kraisee goes for the pin but Vincent grabs his wrist and turns him over. Kraisee manages to plant his feet and goes in a crawling position as Vincent mounts his back and reaches his hands around his waist. Vincent lifts him up and over, trying to perform a suplex. Kraisee lands on his feet and suplexes him in return. Vincent lets go of his grip and Kraisee gets in the pin. Vincent is able to escape and gets him enlocked. Vincent had Kraisee's right arm and head squeezing against each other. Kraisee then grabbed Vincent by his singlet, lifted him up and slammed him into the mat. Vincent promptly lets go and Kraisee engages him. He pins both shoulder blades down on the mat and after 2 seconds, Kraisee wins his second match of high school.

"Ah, you alright man?" Kraisee asked as he tried to control his breathing.

"Yeah. It's just that my back hurts a bit." Kraisee then gets up and helps Vincent up too. The referee takes his wrist and brings it up. He wipes his face off and throws his headgear at the wall.

"Fuck...Why didn't you fight back bro?" Kraisee asked Vincent.

"The fuck you mean? I fought as hard as I could, you just out wrestled me!" Vincent told him.

"Really? Because I swear you were stronger than that a few weeks ago.

"Yeah, that's because you got stronger too." Vincent told him again.

"Ah fuck bro, I just wanted the match to last longer." Kraisee grunted.

"Aye man, it's not about the destination, but the journey you took. What matters is what you did to achieve this rather than actually achieving it. You gave it your all and that's what matters. Fucking dumbass." Vincent told him.

"I'll beat yo ass." Kraisee told him.

"I bet you would." Vincent sighed.

It was now after the match and Kraisee laid in his bed trying to recover from his back pain.

"Shit, that man fucking threw me harder than a cinder block flying 100 miles at an unprotected orphan in the fields of Dagestan, Russia." Kraisee said to himself.

"Pretty specific don't you think?" Elizabeth asked.

"Holy fucking shit! How'd you get in?" Kraisee asked after being startled.

"Well, your sister let me in and I just opened the door as quietly as I could." Elizabeth explained.

"Yeah? Is that right? You fucking stalker. Also, you left this on me that hasn't been going anywhere." Kraisee then shows her his neck.

"Oh that? That's just a side effect don't worry. The only way to get rid of that is to fornicate with the one who put it on you in the first place." Elizabeth explained.

"Fuck you bruh..." Kraisee groaned as he laid back in his bed.

"Yes! You finally get it!" Elizabeth cried happily.

"That's not what I fucking meant!" Kraisee blurted but started to cough uncontrollably.

"Oh yeah, a severe sickness also comes with it. But don't worry, it's just your body adjusting to my energy. Can I tell you something?"

"What is it?" Kraisee asked.

"You should've thought before accepting my mark." Elizabeth told him.

"And why?" Kraisee asked again.

"With my magical energy flowing throughout your entire bloodstream, it still means I have full control of that energy. And guess what, the blood is going up into your brain! I have just brainwashed you without you even knowing!"

"Of course you have..." Kraisee groaned as he turned over to his side. Elizabeth pushes him back onto his bed and mounted him. Kraisee sighed and rubbed this eyes. Elizabeth bent down to his face with her mouth slightly open but Kraisee covers her mouth and pushes her back.

"No, you don't deserve my kiss." Kraisee then begins to kick with his legs and she eventually gets off of him.

"God, I forgot how boring you were." Elizabeth groaned.

"No, you're just immature." Kraisee told her as he sat up.

"What day is it again?" Elizabeth asked.

"It's November 3rd, why?" Kraisee asked.

"Oh nothing." Elizabeth brushed it off and sat down next to him. She leaned against him and rested her head on his shoulder. Kraisee immediately pushed her off and left the room.

"You're so mean!" She cried as she caught up to him.

"You're just annoying." Kraisee told her.

Kraisee left out the front door and Elizabeth promptly followed. Elizabeth was going to close the door but Kraisee stopped her, "Don't close the door."

As they made it a few meters away from the door, Kraisee swerved around and pushed her. He sprinted back into the house and shut the door behind him. He turned around and was gonna go upstairs when Jessie said, "You asshole."

"What would you do if someone annoyed you everyday? Would you leave it, or take matters into your own han-" He dropped to one knee but soon rose back up. His eyes were wide open and he very sluggishly moved to the front door, unlocked it, and opened it for Elizabeth.

"Ah see! I'm not so stupid after all! You forgot about the magic and actually tried to lock me out." She smiled at him for a good few seconds and let him free. His knees buckled and he fell to the ground gasping for air.

"Bruh, what'd you do to him?" Jessie asked.

"I marked him." Elizabeth told her.

"Really? Okay, just don't do anything too horrendous. Oh! And don't be fucking or anything, save that for adulthood." Jessie told them. Elizabeth stared back at her with a bright red face. Meanwhile Kraisee just raised his hands and gave a thumbs up. Elizabeth picked him up and dragged him back upstairs.

"Ha, that's the journey of the overthinking hooper." Jessie then busts out laughing.

"You good?" Elizabeth asked as she inspected his face. She grabbed him by the cheeks and slowly tilted his head from left to right seeing if anything happened.

"Okay, that's good. You had me worried for a second." Elizabeth told him as she laid her head on his shoulder. Kraisee groaned and was still recovering from her controlling him. After a few minutes, Elizabeth leaped out the window and flew away as a bat. As Kraisee laid there, he got a call from someone.

"Yo who the fuck?" He checked his phone and it was Vincent.

"Yo what's up?" He groaned.

"You blew my fucking back out bro." Vincent groaned over the phone.

"Woah!" Kraisee exclaimed.

"Shut up bro, we're both in pain." Vincent groaned.

"Fuck bruh. Why'd you have to throw me like that?" Kraisee asked.

"The fuck you talking about? You hurt because you bent your back too far while you fucking slammed me into the mat."

"So?"

"Bro...I'm gonna play some Val, wanna join?" Vincent asked him.

"Nah, I don't feel like it." Kraisee told him.

"You never feel like it. That's why you're still in bronze."

"Yeah yeah. Aight, I'll see you next week or some shit." Kraisee said.

"Aight, later." Vincent then hung up the phone and Kraisee sighed. Kraisee looked through his social media when he got a message from Hisan asking if he wanted to go on a raid with him and Jackson.

"Yeah, when is it?" Kraisee asked him through text.

"Later tonight. Get to the H.E.B on North Lamar Boulevard by 9:30." Hisan told him.

"K." Kraisee responded, closed the app, and set an alarm for 8:30. He then went to sleep.

It was now 8:56 and everyone was there. There was Hisan, Jackson, Kraisee, and Quora who needed to go for them to actually raid the dungeon. You have to be 18 to raid a dungeon with a party, and you need to have a certain threshold of magic to raid one on your own. Kraisee then walked up and tied his hair back.

"Shit. This gon' fuck my back even more." He sighed.

"Then why'd you come?" Hisan asked.

"I was bored." Kraisee told him.

"Alright boys. Let's get this shit going!" Quora cried.