chapter 1 prolog
Authors note
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**Author's Note:**
Hey everyone! I've always wanted to try my hand at writing a science fiction medical novel, and that's why I'm starting this one. Don't worry, I will upload *Predator: The Night of Justice* soon—I've just been stuck on the story, but I'm working through it. In the meantime, while I'm writing *Predator*, I hope you enjoy this new novel. Thank you for your patience!
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**Chapter 1: The Beginning**
A fierce battle raged inside a massive stadium. The crowd roared with excitement as two fighters in red uniforms stood facing each other, their intense focus turning the atmosphere electric.
The fighter on the left made the first move, leaping toward his opponent. With swift precision, he threw a punch aimed at his opponent's face. The fighter on the right effortlessly blocked the strike and countered with a brutal jab to his opponent's stomach.
The fighter on the left grunted in pain but quickly recovered, launching a knee strike to his opponent's chest. The impact forced the fighter back several steps, his feet scraping the ground as he regained his balance.
The host's voice rang out, full of excitement:
*"This is incredible! Ron is actually holding his own against our reigning champion, Alexander. It's anyone's guess what will happen next! Oh, wait—what's this? Alexander is unleashing his ultimate move!"*
The fighter on the left revealed his identity: it was Alexander, the champion. With a confident smile, he moved his hand backward, forming a ring with his fingers. Suddenly, his fingers glowed with a fierce green light, the aura of energy surrounding them. Without hesitation, he released a powerful energy beam that shot toward Ron.
Ron tried to brace himself, gripping the beam with both hands. The force of the attack was overwhelming, and it began to push him back, his feet sliding on the ground. He struggled to hold his ground, but it was futile. The pressure continued to mount, and with one final blast, he was sent flying out of the ring, landing hard on his back.
The host exclaimed in astonishment:
*"Unbelievable! It's a ring-out! Our champion, Alexander, has secured his 120th victory!"*
The crowd erupted in cheers, their deafening applause filling the stadium as they celebrated Alexander's victory.
*"Alright, folks, that was an exciting match! Stay tuned, as we're about to head into the next amazing battle. But first, we'll take a quick break—don't go anywhere!"* The host's voice faded as the camera zoomed out, revealing that the entire battle had been taking place on a television screen.
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In the corner of a small living room, an eleven-year-old boy named **Jasper Ltera** watched the match with intense enthusiasm, his eyes glued to the screen. He leaned forward, practically bouncing with excitement, until the television suddenly switched to an advertisement.
**"Hey, Ryan, why did you turn off the TV? I was watching that!"** Jasper protested, clearly frustrated.
**Ryan**, a young man in his late teens, shrugged nonchalantly. **"So what? It's my house, and it's too late for you to be watching TV, kiddo."**
**"Don't call me 'kid'!"** Jasper shot back, standing up to face him. **"I'm eleven now!"**
**"Whatever,"** Ryan muttered, clearly uninterested in the argument. **"Why are you so obsessed with that show? It's just senseless violence. Don't you see that?"**
**Jasper**'s eyes lit up as he defended his favorite tournament. **"You don't get it, Ryan. It's the World's Best Warrior Tournament! My favorite fighter is Alexander. He's the champ, and I love his swag!"**
Ryan shook his head, clearly not understanding. **"Okay, whatever..."**
But Jasper didn't let it bother him. He admired Ryan like an older brother, even if they didn't always agree.
Later that evening, after Ryan had sent him home, something strange happened. **Jasper** was suddenly jolted by a loud noise. He rushed to Ryan's room and froze in horror. A portal had opened up, and Ryan was being sucked into it.
**"No, Ryan!"** Jasper cried out, rushing forward, but it was too late. The portal pulled him in, and before he could even react, he was gone.
Jasper stood there, helpless, his heart sinking as he blamed himself for not being able to stop it. **"I should've done something... I should've stopped him."** His world was forever changed that day.
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Five years passed in the blink of an eye. Now sixteen, **Jasper** found himself with a group of friends in the park. His mind wandered back to the portal and the mysterious disappearance of Ryan. But just as he tried to push the memories away, another portal appeared in the sky, pulling everyone nearby toward it.
**Lisa**, a girl with dark blue hair and striking blue eyes, gasped as she was sucked toward the swirling vortex. **"This is it. It's the legendary portal everyone's been talking about!"** She struggled against the pull, fear creeping into her voice. **"Is this the portal to Planet X? Some people go there and return after years... others never return at all. What will happen to us?"**
Before anyone could respond, all of them were drawn into the portal.
When **Jasper** opened his eyes again, he was lying in a strange field. The grass was sparse, and there were barely any trees. His body ached all over, the pain nearly unbearable—but after a few moments, it faded.
Stunned and disoriented, he slowly rose to his feet. He wandered the area until he spotted a swampy lake in the distance. As he approached, he saw something strange—an enormous frog-like creature with spiked ridges running down its back and horns protruding from its neck. Its face was oddly humanoid, with frog-like eyes that glowed a menacing red.
The creature seemed to notice him and let out an eerie, shrill cry. Suddenly, other creatures emerged from the swamp, all of them resembling the first, and they began to advance on him, sticking out their blood-red, spiked tongues.
Jasper froze, panic rising in his chest. But before they could attack, a flash of white light struck the ground, crushing four of the frogs instantly.
The remaining creatures began to stiffen, their bodies hardening as spikes sprouted from their skin. They looked more terrifying than ever, and they turned to face the newcomer—**a man in his twenties with striking white hair**, dressed in a flowing white robe, as if he were some kind of reaper.
Jasper's eyes widened in disbelief. **"Ryan? Is that you?"**
The man smiled, revealing it was indeed **Ryan**—though he looked much different now.
**"Long time no see, kiddo."**
Jasper couldn't believe his eyes. **"We have so much to talk about! How are you here? Why didn't you come back home? What is all of this? What's going on?"**
Ryan held up his hand to silence him. **"Calm down, Jasper. I'll explain everything, I promise."**
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**End of Chapter 1**
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**Author's Note:**
So that's it for Chapter 1! Please drop a Power Stone and leave a review—I'd love to know what you think. I've been thinking about creating this novel for a long time, and I'm really excited to finally share it with you all. Don't worry, *Predator: The Night of Justice* will be uploaded soon! I just had a lot of ideas to brainstorm while writing this. Thank you, and take care!