AN: (So one of you dumb fucks gave me stones despite the fact I might just vanish with them faster than my dad when he learned he had another kid, and while I do like shiny things I'm not sure what to do with them so any info would be pretty dope)
As soon as the words left his lips kids sprang in to action after the weapons and the first thing I did was pick up the person beside me and chuck him at the crowd. His face was that in shock and fear before he was quickly swarmed trampled by the crowd. Running forward I grabbed a girl's hair and proceeded to use her body as a battering ram to plow through the kids. I took a few glancing blows before I made it to the weapons. I saw the inexperienced kids struggle and fight for the weapons while the smarter ones waited for an opportunity to steal it. I being one of the tougher kids had the luxury of ripping out a weapon from a smaller kids hand. He turned and threw a fist but spinning on my back foot I sent an elbow into his temple. He crumpled, but he would be up soon. Now one stays down long during training even the newbies. Looking around the field with my head on a swivel I saw a pair of twins rushing the tallest kid from behind. They're new but efficient I thought to myself.
Feeling the wind behind me change I ducked and shot my back foot upward nailing a kid in the chin. He backed up dazed before I got up and bashed his temple in with the pomel of my wooden dagger. Kid fell down like rocks. I looked around once more and saw the rest of the kids fighting each other, almost to the death, but not quite. No one has or will die in this the instructors and jombie make sure of that they just need us to be as savage and blood thirsty as possible. Standing their realizing I have no opponent near by I ran and dropped kicked the weakest looking group of kids. It might be bullying, but as soon as the kids calm their blood lust they will start to encircle the biggest predator which is me. I may hold the top spot, but that is only because of divide and conquer. I can take on two top tiers or three low tiers but it only takes one lucky shot. I'm still human despite the doping on jombie and if a crowd of kids swarm me I'm bound to take hits and the human body can only handle so much stress.
The kids toppled over each other while I proceeded to kick there head in in a way quite similar to how I died, but instead of their face being turned in to mashed potatoes they just fell unconscious really made me wonder what jombie is and how it made this possible. While lost in my thoughts I failed to notice six remaining conscious kids, surround me. I watched as they circled me an I eyed their weapons. All of them were pole arms except with the biggest holding a buster sword. All the kids were older, bigger, better weapons, and they seemed to have some semblance of strategy. In simple man's terms I was fucked. In a slightly smarter man's terms I was royal utterly screwed. I'm talking about hog tied ass in the air pounding that no amount of butthole clenching can save you from. One word left my lips as they surrounded me, a word that tranceneds language barriers as well as world barriers. A word that epitomizes all of existence.
"Shit"
The Cloud wanna be approached me first as the wolves closed in. His smiled was probably the most melovelent smile I've seen out of all the kids. Usually we beat the hell out of each other and all walk away smiling, if not a little bitter at each other. I mean on my first bout I ended up eating next to the girl that broke my arm and cracked a rib, how I was able to recover in a week still eludes me, but that was just how the battles went. One day your strangling each other and the next your fighting side by side knowing that if either one falls you'll be overwhelmed by the swarm of kids ready to rearrange your face. That was the nature of the beast, but that grin on his face meant he remembered. He probably has been planning this for a while hasn't he.
"Do you remember me Jombie?" he asked, dumb question really I don't talk much to any of the kids. Infact the only one I talk to is Bamba and occasionally mom and dad, but dad is often silent and mom is scary, so I mostly chill with Bamba. Any he was looking at me waiting for an answer. So we waited, and waited, and waited while his grin slowly slipped in to a visage of fury. "I can't believe you don't even recognize me, you don't even realize what you took from me," he sad exasperated "how dare you, you scum. I was the top. I was the strongest before you came. I was the destined to be the greatest warrior do you know how hard I worked, do you know how hard I fought for the top, then you a brat that only talks to the feebled old man and flinces when he sees another tribes man. Damnit you're not even aged to your second cycle comes in and you take my title."
Is he calling Bamba old and feeble, Bamba is probably the strongest guy besides mom, and I'm not flinching in fear we just stink to high heaven maybe not as bad as the medicine men but we never bathe. Also what does me still being one have to do with anything. We are all superhuman toddlers who beat each other with mock weapons weekly none of this makes any sense. Shit the medicinemen's drug induced babbling probably makes more sense than the situation we are in. I of course thought this to myself, like hell was I going to provoke him. It might make him sloppy, but it also will make him hot harder and from the situation I'm in there doesn't seem to be an escape. I'm surrounded and every remaining kid all hold them selves as experienced fighters. At my best I could take on two at a time but six is impossible.
"My name is Kane, rember it Jombie for after today, you will fear it till you die." With that he lunged and so did the other five toddlers, it would be almost funny if not for the fact each looked ready to kill me and had the strength to crush stone. In fear I tensed my muscles getting ready for the absolute ass kicking I'm about to experience. To say it hurt would be an understatement as well as an exaggeration. You see at first it hurt, I got cut, bashed and definitely felt bones break, but right after it was gone, and it continued for five minutes all across my body, but soon it stopped hurting infact it felt like a massage. Don't tell me it this the legendary ass pull that a protagonist has, am I a protagonist? Something to think about later. Either way I'm being pummeled with sticks and while it was nice it is starting to get annoying so with with minimal effort I grabbed a mock spear and proceeded to pull. To say I threw the kid off would be an understatement. I through that I would put her off balance instead I yeeted her into her friends causing a mess of limbs. The Cloud wanna be and his lackey's stopped in shock, but I didn't.
As you would expect the rest of the battle ended swiftly and can be summarized in two words. Hulk Smash. In fact I didn't even realize when I started or stopped by the time I came to I was dog piled under five different instructors. All with the fear of God in their eyes. Did I just pull a roid rage. I thought Jombie had no side effects, but that was the least of my concerns. When the instructors realized I stopped fighting the hoisted me to my feet and matched me straight to my mother. They spoke in hushed whispers, but I saw my mother's face turn to shock. With another whisper the man ran off while mother watched me with a keen eye. Soon the upper echolons of the tribe were sitting with me in my mother's tent. What the hell happened and what did I do.