As the group shows Brandon around the area of wonderland, he constantly yells CONSTRUCTION to everything they point out.
Jalaan starts clutching his fists as he is getting annoyed.
Tre- Exactly what kind of construction?
Brandon- Good question.
Jalaan- That's it. Tre you said Brandon would convince us to alter the image of this sacred place. But all he's doing is yelling out cOnStRuCtIoN. Wonderland is fine how it is, it doesn't need any alterations.
Brandon- How long do you think this place will remain sacred?
Jalaan- What?
Brandon- This place has been untouched for years, but mostly because it's unnoticed. The moment somebody with enough money wants to buy this place. They won't hesitate to destroy everything and claim this area as their own. If we all work together to get the proper funds we can finish the work the previous owner worked so hard to accomplish. Creating a palace for our entertainment.
Jalaan didn't have anything to rebuttal with. He stands there in thought.
Toby- That was a good argument Brandon. Lots of facts, you almost got me.
Brandon- Almost?
Toby- There's just one problem this plan of yours. The funds...do you know much a large property like this would cost? Not even including the labor work.
Jobs, careers, and the work force in general hasn't been the same since the purgatory event. During the event people were quitting their jobs due to not knowing what was causing all the deaths. Even after the event, showdown abilities has effected the requirements for jobs as well. Some jobs won't even hire if the person is suspected of having powers. Even most qualified workers wouldn't be able to keep their jobs if they had an ability they couldn't control, or could harm the working environment. As of right now fifty percent of the population is currently unemployed. Half of those unemployed people use their powers for community service work and gets paid by checks.
Toby- We would have to work a majority of our lives to pay this off.
Brandon smiles while holding his phone.
Brandon- That might not be the case.
Tre's phones gets a notification.
Tre- Did you just send me something?
Brandon- Yep, the answer to our problem.
Tre eyes open in shock as he looks at the attachment Brandon sent. Toby and Jalaan's curiosity peaked as they stand besides him to look as well.
Zay- What is it?
Toby- It's a tournament for showdown duels.
Jalaan reading the attachment- May the strongest survive the forge.
Jaiven- The forge?
Brandon- Yep, and if you look towards the bottom there's cash prizes for the top three placements.
Zay- And with there being six of us, the chances of at least one of us getting top three is stupid high.
Tre while laughing- I mean we're guaranteed one of those spots with Brandon entering.
Tre saying that caused everyone to realize something as they all stare in Jalaan's direction.
Jalaan- What?
Tre- Jalaan...my guy...we're gonna need you to jinx the tournament so we can win.
Jalaan- Oh...y'all was just complaining about me jinxing the fight earlier, but now that's there's money evolved you're switching up.
Jaiven- Hey man I never complained about your jinx.
Tre- Besides using it on us(thumbs down). Using it on others(thumbs up).
Toby- Actually he has a point.
Everyone's attention points to Toby.
Toby- Do what you want, but Jalaan don't jinx any of my fights. I want to win on my own terms.
Tre while grinning- Actually Jalaan scratch that whole idea.
Brandon- Right, if we can't reach the top three placements with our own strength...then we don't deserve the cash prizes.
The group all makes expressions of pure determination.
Toby- When's the tournament?
Tre- According to the dates, the qualifying round is in two weeks. The actual tournament starts a week from that point.
Jalaan- And it's located in new york.
Brandon- We could start heading there next week, and use the remaining time to prepare ourselves for qualifying.
Toby- Sounds like a plan.
Toby waves as he begins to walk off. Tre asked where he was going, and Toby responded that he's going home.
Toby- See you guys in a week.
In another location inside a warehouse, a man is walking down the hallway as he approached a large double door. As he enters the he bows before three shadowy figures. Ivan age twenty-seven, low cut/beard blonde hair, middleweight class, wearing a dark blue shirt, black pants, and black sneakers(he also has a black cloak with a hood). Ivan then informs the three about...The Forge. The shadowy figure in the middle leans forward in amusement revealing only his glasses and the teeth from his smile.
Shadowy figure one(glasses)- A tournament?
Ivan- With cash prizes.
Shadowy figure two(the one on the left)- Don't tell me you want to participate?
Shadowy figure three(the one on the right)- I do, sounds fun.
Ivan- Of course not. I'm only asking to take a couple members, and take the cash prizes by force.
Shadowy figure one- No.
Ivan- Wha...
Shadowy figure one- I like your direct approach, but for something like this you wouldn't succeed. You need a more subtle way of doing it.
Ivan nodded his head acknowledging the advice. The figure in the middle's smile had widen.
Shadowy figure one- With that being said, take three members of your choosing.
Ivan- Wha...
Shadowy figure one- I'll give you the details later. Come back when your ready to depart.
Ivan nods his head in agreement. He turns around and begins to walk out the room.
Shadowy figure one- And Ivan.
He turns around before stepping out the doors.
Shadowy figure one- Do not fail me. I won't save you from your consequences.
Ivan now looking more concerned- Yes sir.
As he closes the door he exhales and recollects himself.
Ivan- Man those guys are scary, but I got the green light.
Ivan walks down a floor where the rest of the members are.
Random member- Did you do it?
Ivan puts his thumb up. The group of members begins to cheer as they chant their gonna be rich.
Ivan- Alright losers calm down. I need three of you to come with me. And the four of us will show them what the black plague is capable of.