the best of both worlds

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Ender wiggin enders game
Alfred brooks, the contender
A little bit of both in enders game and contender


Alfred was walking home from the gym on a cold Wednesday night. He was training for the biggest fight in his life and it was coming up in a week. It would be on pay-per-view, the world would be watching and if he won, everyone would know his name.

The Brooklyn street that he was walking on was not much to look at. The road was cold and damp, and trash littered the street. He felt like some one was watching him. Not the usual gangsters that are always in the shadows, looking for money. The wise guys stay away from Alfred now; he’s an up and coming boxer, with not enough cash to be worth the risk. No this was different. Suddenly, out of nowhere, two albino men in suits stepped out of the shadows.

‘Alfred Brooks” the first man said.
“Oh, so I already am famous?’ said Alfred.
“You’re coming with us” said the man.
“I’m sorry, but you guys are?” said Alfred.
“That’s not important,’ said the first man.
“I’m not going anywhere with two sketchy guys in suits in the middle of the slums of Brooklyn” said Alfred.
‘He wants to do it the hard way,’ said the second man.
Suddenly they two men pulled out guns that looked straight out of Star Wars. Then Alfred felt a painful shock fill his body. His arms and legs went limp, as the two men dragged him away.
“Don’t worry, you will be fine” said the second man. Alfred soon passed out.

Alfred awoke looking at a chrome ceiling, different color lights shining on his body.
“Oh great, I’ve been abducted by aliens” Alfred said.
“No, but soon you’ll wish you were” said a child-like voice in the corner of the room.
Alfred looked and saw a young boy, around seven years old, sitting on a chair, arms crossed.
“Oh great, a creepy little kid, what’s next, zombies?’ said Alfred.
“Don’t you want to know what’s going on?” said the child.
“Okay, tell me” said Alfred.
“Good, follow me’ said the boy.
“I don’t like the looks of this” said Alfred as the door in front of them opened, and they all stepped into a blinding light.

The place was awe inspiring. It looked like something out of those old cartoons but in reality it was Earth hundred of years into the future. “Welcome to battle school” said the boy. “I’m Ender, and now you’re basically mine” Ender went on to explain to Alfred where he was. Alfred was now in battle school, a combat school for children. Human on the planet Earth formed this school to train children to fight in a war versus an alien race. The aliens, called Buggers, want to kill all humans. No one knew where the Buggers came from or why they wanted to kill all humans but it was a war nevertheless.
‘This seems pretty big, but why me? Said Alfred
“Because, you’re a fighter” said Ender
“That means nothing if I haven’t shot a gun before” said Alfred
“You have the instincts of a warrior, and that’s why we need you” said Ender
“I left all that I have behind. I was going to be famous! I could take of my family, I could get my friends to straighten up” said Alfred
“Here’s the deal, I need to lead my team to victory in these battle games, so I can be promoted to commander. If you help me do that, you can go home” said Ender.
‘Fine, I’ll play your game” said Alfred
“Good” said Ender.


Alfred quickly raised the ranks. “Good shot” yelled Ender. “come on, finish them’ he would bark. It almost was if old trainer, Donateli, was in his body. Maybe Ender was some great, great grandson, or long lost nephew, but he was just as hard. After a while Ender said “you’ve done good, you can go home”
“Alright” said Alfred “I hope I helped”
“Use those blaster dodging techniques I taught you” said Ender “you’ll need them”
Just as he said that, he was whisked away, back to the cold, lonely Brooklyn street. “I wont tell any one about this” thought Alfred,” I don’t need to go to a looney hospital, instead of a regular one”

The night of the fight arrived. Alfred didn’t get hit once he dodged, jabbed, jabbed and dodges. His trainer, Doneteli thought “where did he learn this, cause he didn’t get it from me” Alfred won in a 2nd round TKO. After the mach, he got multiple offers to headline in fights across they country. Alfred hoped Ender had the same happy ending.

Happy endings don’t always work though, would Ender have the same fate?