I woke up to the rays of light rushing through my windows. I got off my bed and stretched for a while and then I continued my other exercises. I turned on my laptop and checked my mail. Since the last time I had read it, there had been no other messages. Today marked August 16th, one day before my dance off at the Music Fest. It was going to be a day of celebration. I got to the bathroom, washed my face with water and then took a nice hot bath in my Jacuzzi. I got out refreshed and enlightened. I wiped myself dry and put on one of my best cloths. I was dressed in a star boy T-shirt, ripped jeans and a flying adidas gazelle. Red colored. I had my beanie on and my headphones place around my neck. I also put on my 24 karat gold watch and my 24 karat gold chain embezzled with diamonds. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and was impressed. I was going to be the star of the show so I had to have the look. Lizzy was asleep in her room and so was mum. Again! I went to the kitchen and had a good old bowl of raisin brown cereal. After a satisfying meal, I left for the hole.

I got to the Covington and stood once again in front of the massive building. Thinking of all the glory that would come out of being the best in the hole. I couldn't wait. I was so excited! I wondered how Blaze was keeping up.

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I stood in the basement of my luxurious home, hitting a punching bag and with just one strike sand started to pour out form the bag. I was really pissed because his reputation was at stake here. Kyle knew what I had done. The odds would certainly not be in my favor tonight. The thought of  losing made me angrier as I roared and ripped through the bag. I was now covered in dirt. My huge muscles bulging out of anger. The pipsqueak had almost beaten me once before. And I wasn't intending on letting that happen tonight. I turned on my amps and trained for my upcoming battle. I showed off some explicit moves which Kyle wouldn't be expecting. I intended on ending Kyle once and for all.

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Meanwhile I sat in the leader boarder's room, thinking about how I would reinvent the place. All of this was going to be mine. I believed he was going to win.

I moved around the spacious room, enjoying each and every one of its luxuries from massage chairs to game consoles. I was living the lifestyle. Even though my family is very rich, if I had to decide between my room and this place, I already had the choice. My crew was already positioned at their stages. I sat down in front of the huge TV and had a look at what was going on at the hole.

Blaze's POV (Point Of View): I was out of the basement on my way to the hole. Picking on little children and chugging down on a beer. In about 30 minutes I was facing the hole. A structure which I was born to own. Greed and bitterness filled me as I stepped into the elevator and arrived at the ninth floor. Looking at the security monitors was Kyle. And he was ripe for the picking.

Kyle's POV: As I watched the monitors, I felt something move behind me. Someone was behind me. I  put my gold watch on my fist and turned around slowly, smacking the person behind.

The person on the floor was none other than Blaze. Blood spewed out of his mouth. I saw the anger in his eyes as he rushed towards me and grabbed me by the throat in a fit of fury and prepared to toss me into the security monitors. I tried to fight back but I was like a worm in quick sand. I shouted for help but my shouts couldn't come out. I was so scared, I couldn't even shout. When my words finally came out it was too late because loud music had started playing. Curse my luck. He threw me into the monitor and I hit it with a zap! I felt a jolt of electricity run through my veins. I fell to the ground covered with broken shards of glass. Blaze dragged me to a window helplessly like a lamb to the slaughter. He prepared to drop me down to my grave. He did a couple of stretches and grabbed me like a surfers surf board. He then threw me out the window. I flew through glass, then I felt myself tumbling from the high structure, screaming as I fell to my death. Scared as if I had just seen a ghost. When I impacted, I landed on a mop bucket which flipped over and dirty water poured over me. I suffered to get up because I couldn't feel my legs. At least I wasn't dead. I seethed with rage

Blaze's POV: I had just dropped the pipsqueak down the building tumbling to his death as many emotions crossed my face. Happiness. I had finally done it, I had ended Kyle once and for all and I felt so great. I hoped he burned in hell for all I cared. With not a care for a thing in the world, I descended down onto the first floor to see the fruit of my labor. Blood stained the floor, and his body was nowhere to be seen. People gathered around the puddle of blood and water.

The bodyguards rushed out of the building " Everybody, get back into the hole, this is all just a misunderstanding". Their words seemed to calm down the spectators and slowly but sure they were all back in the hole. Only Blaze knew what had really happened. I gazed at the blood stains and admired it. I assumed Kyle's body was taken by somebody. I mean falling from that height, he couldn't have lived, right? I got back into the hole.

Kyle's POV: I was finding it difficult to move my arms. I circled around the hole and then washed my wound with a hose. I stepped into the elevator
I rested then took the elevator to the fourth floor. Once I was up there I was shocked by the amount of people screaming. A guard was standing at the entrance. I closed the elevator door and thought of a plan. I took my iPhone out of my pocket and threw it in the guards direction, it hit his skull and he fell down. I then made my way into the hole.

There could be about tens of thousands of people there. Today it was extra packed. When I stepped in, everyone's reactions changed from boredom to shock. I guess it would be weird to see a bleeding dancing legend like myself in this situation I looked around for Blaze and when I had spotted him talking to J-lee , He looked in my direction and a look of unbelief grew on his face. He now looked as if he had seen a ghost. We really couldn't wait to end his career. A voice came from the intercom

"Hey y'all. We all gathered here to witness the beginning of change. The top two dancers Kyle and Blaze will be going against each other in the dance-off to crown the best dancer in Cincinnati. The rules of this match are simple, the two dancers have two rounds of dancing each and the competition would be based on passion, and lit dance moves. After the battle, the fans will vote. The winner becomes the best. If one of the participants cannot perform, the other wins. Thank You". Those rules made me happy to oblige, Blaze still looked mortified. A lot of pain was coming his way.

Blaze's POV: I looked in shock, trying to get it but I couldn't, he was dead, he wasn't supposed to be here right now. My plan had now being ruined and I had no chance now.

Kyle's POV: . I was first on the floor. For my dance track, I selected Sicko Mode. I was gonna beat him oldstyle. The music started to play and I had a feeling of déjà vu. I started to move. I wanted to try something new. I jumped back and did a handspring repeating the process about three times then I converted it to a back flip dab. I shimmied all over the floor. The crowd went wild. They motivated me more, I continued to dance for over twenty minutes which was the longest I had ever spent in a dance-off. With every move my blood dripped onto the grass but I could jot give up. I was hitting the quan now and I ended with my signature move, the triple somersault and roll dab move. The crowd started to chant my name louder and louder. I stepped back out of breath and let Blaze take the floor. He pulled off the last moves he had used when he battled against me and the crowd booed. He noticed he was losing so he started trying off a couple of moves which were never invented. The crowd started to cheer but their shouts were not loud enough. Like all the others, He began to breakdance. He was in the perfect position. I slid silently through the crowd as they were hypnotized by his break dancing. I gave a thumbs up to Jax.

He prepared to fire the squirt gun. As soon as Blaze was done breakdancing a shot of sauce flew into his eye, then another flew, then another. He screamed in pain and moved to the wrong direction away from the bag of cement. My plan was failing. Jax knew what to do as he shot another blast of sauce into his eyes, sending him to the right direction. I hope Alex could see. At that moment, a bag of cold hard cement fell from the sky. The arena was screaming and I played along. People shouted for Blaze to watch out but he  couldn't understand cause he was in so much pain. He fell to his knees and the bag of cement landed on his spine. When everything was over, he was not more than a blind crooked shell of a man.

Blaze was paralyzed, unable to move. Ambulances were called and I could hear their sirens meters away. That was so unfair. When my arm was broken they did not come to my aid. Revenge tasted sweet. Who ever said the best form of revenge was forgiveness. That was really not true. I didn't have a care for anything else at that moment. Minutes later, ambulances arrived. At this moment, my crew must have already escaped. When the ambulances were gone and the sirens not heard again, a winner had been announced.

"Due to the shocking injury suffered by Blaze, Kyle wins". I though the crowd was going to boo me but was surprised when they cheered for me. It was all so very confusing. I asked for a mike and announced to everybody what really happened about my current state. The crowd was in collective shock. I did leave oit the revenge part. I dropped the mike and walked out of the arena.
We met at our rendezvous point and I told them the good news. I forgot to tell you about that didn't I? Oh well! A story for another time. That night we had a huge party at my home, my crew mates and I. It was a night we would never forget. Lizzy later heard about the incident in the newspapers and was thrilled and joined in our celebration. We ended the party around 11:00 pm. We dispersed and I had a good night's sleep awaiting the next morning. Today was Cincinnati domination and tomorrow was world domination. 

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