The Ultimate Host

" In return, you will help me win the war." Brutus had to critically think this one over." He started shaking the back of his head. There's a war going on?" asked Brutus. Yes, didn't you know you?" Brutus poured himself a glass of flavored blood and guzzled it down. He burped loudly and slapped his stomach. This island isn't even on the map friend." Do you really think we would know if a war was going on?" Hendrix started thinking about it. " No, you wouldn't." Anyways how are you?" I know you are royalty thanks to our late village shaman you murdered." Yes, you are right." I am King Hendrix of The Industrial Elven Empire. Brutus' eyes got big and broad. He instantly saw a golden ticket. But first, he would have to follow the laws made by his father and his ancestors. Well, King Hendrix." I will agree to help you." Hendrix started laughing. He stuck out his hand for it to be shaken by Brutus." But before we become allies you must prove yourself to be that you'll be a worthy partner." Hendrix was confused. " What are you talking about." Brutus stood up from his bone chair and started stretching. " Meet me in the ring." Brutus then left his grand hut. Before Hendrix would meet Brutus in the ring, he would look for something to eat. He hadn't been eating rarely. recently all he was putting in his stomach was his favorite hard liquor, vodka. Next to the bone chair, laid a long table filled with food that consisted of human limbs and organs that had been cooked and smoked. The only thing on the table that was eatable to Brutus was a strange apple that was purple. Hendrix grabbed the apple and sniffed it, noticing it had a strange powerful lavender aroma surrounding it.

Hendrix bit a chunk of the apple and started chewing it. It was bitter. Hendrix then noticed that purple apples surrounded the grand hut. The Navel people didn't eat the purple apples but used them as air fresheners. Hendrix instantly spat the chunk of chewed-up apple onto the ground. He had no choice but to eat one of the human limbs and organs. He picked up a human kabob and sniffed it. He had to admit the aroma was incredible. He ate one of the chunks of meat on the skewer and chewed it out. The meat was bursting with flavor! Hendrix started smiling. The meat reminded him of a mixture of chicken and pork. He ate the rest of the kabob and picked his teeth with a toothpick made of bones. It was now time to meet Brutus in the ring. As he left the grand hut, he could hear Brutus's name being echoed through the island. This was the only English word the Navel people knew. While Hendrix was walking through the Navel people, one of them spat in his eye. Usually, he would get angry, but he really needed Brutus's help. The ring was a pit dug up by the Navel people. Inside the pit were the bones of sailors, pirates, and survivors of airship's crashed landed on the island. The Navel people's weapons were built from bones and scraps of metal.

Hendrix climbed down the ladder and breathed heavily. He took off his hood and cloak started to warm up by running in place. Brutus also warming up. He was doing pushups. He wore his battle tribal uniform made from human skin that acted as leather. Brutus stood on the ground and started smiling. He then pulled out his 2 bone swords and started clenching them together. Brutus licked his lips and took the smile off his face. " Are to fight?" asked Brutus. Hendrix nodded. " Yes, I am." I would be a fool to back down now. Both Hendrix and Brutus started staring into each other's souls. The rowdy Navel crowd calmed down and waited for one of the contestants to strike. Hendrix decided to strike first. He charged towards Brutus like a bull and tried to tackle him. Brutus rolled out of the way and kicked Hendrix the back of his head. Hendrix stumbled down to his knees. Brutus tried to stab Hendrix when he was on the ground until Hendrix viciously came back with an unforgettable counterattack. Hendrix punched Brutus so hard in his chest he knocked his soul out of his body.