Around a year ago
The coast of South Africa
'Wild Boys' Headquarters
Afe sat on his plastic lawn chair, tossing an apple in his hand as a small, cracked television played old episodes of 'The Looney Tunes' in front of him. For a 'civilized' person this would have been barbaric, savage even. But to, Afe it was as if he was a king, the lawn chair his throne and Africa his kingdom. Of course, 'The Wild Boys' only owned an extremely small part of the entirety of Africa, but it was enough to inflate Afe's self importance.
Afe's head jolted to the window of the small hut he sat in as he heard some commotion outside. He moved so his back was against the wall, and peeked through the window. His 'men' were being held at gunpoint by masked men. They didn't seem to be the raiding type, too professional, more military than anything. He moved back to his chair and pulled his bowie knife out of the wood it had been slashed into. He began watching the door, preparing for what was next.
And then it happened, taking place in only a few seconds. Afe threw the apple he held in his hand at the intruder, taking him by surprise. Afe sprinted over, slashing the hand of the attacker and going to trip him. But Afe encountered something which he hadn't ever expected to. The intruder dodged him and disarmed him. He dislocated Afe's arm and tied him tight enough so that he wouldn't pose a problem.
It was a long flight to the first world.
Today
World Breakers HQ
Afe sat, staring at the clock as it ticked slowly onwards. When he was told that he'd be trained by the world breakers he had expected gunfire and knifeplay, not algebra and reading. Granted, there was quite a lot of combat involved in his training, but that didn't really make up for an hour of maths per day.
"Are you listening, Afework?" Afe's eyes shot back to his tutor, his posture straightening and a small fake smile growing on his face.
"Of course, Mr. Dickson, how couldn't I when Pythagoras' theorem is so interesting!" Replied, Afe putting extra emphasis on the 'Dick' part of his teachers name. His teacher looked at him for a few seconds, squinting. While good at maths and teaching, Gareth Dickson was not good at telling when people were being sarcastic.
"Well, I suppose you can go a few minutes early all things considered then." He announced to, Afe's delight.
After leaving the small and stuffy classroom, Afe did what he always did after his teachings were over. Which was to visit the nearest vending machine and get a sugary drink. He had to admit all the rules and regulations were worth it for a fizzy drink. He could hardly believe that he had lived most of his life without tasting Fanta. Even more perplexing to him was that he hadn't heard of his favourite singer 'Billy Idol' until he had arrived at the World Breakers. In fact, he was so obsessed with Billy Idol that he once tried to style his hair like Billy's. Of course, it ended in disaster and a laugh behind, Afe's back here and there but nevertheless, his obsession continued through the humiliation.
To be quite honest, Afe felt rather out of place at the World Breakers. He was one of the only children his age there and even then he had to get a special tutor because of his lack of education. Hell, he only properly started to learn how to read after he arrived there. Even so, he couldn't relate to many of the other children in the first place, whether it be his accent or the fact that he had killed in the past. He got on with life though, if he had survived slavery and gang wars then he could survive social exclusion.
Afe headed towards the cafeteria where he picked up his lunch and sat on his own. The fact that he sat on his own wasn't because he was afraid that people would dislike him though, he just couldn't be bothered talking to the 'condescending dickheads' as he so put it that he thought plagued the World Breakers. If there was one thing he hated, it was being talked down to.
He finished his lunch and checked the memo board. It seemed that someone by the surname of 'Garcia' needed some help at a pretty close by location. Afe grinned, he hadn't seen action in a while. He took a sharpie from his pocket and wrote the co-ordinates on his hand before moving to exit the facility.
After he exited the facility he checked the co-ordinates on his arm before looking to a building fairly close by. Afe's eyes narrowed on the building before he disappeared and reappeared on the building. He done this a few times before reaching Garcia and his opponent. Afe's eyes traced the woman's flight patterns. He made a rather risky and stupid plan in his head but he presumed it would work if he done it right.
Afe walked backwards for a little bit, tracing the flight pattern in his mind. He closed his eyes, running forward before opening them just before leaping off of the building. He dove towards the ground like a bullet before slamming into the legs of the flying woman. This took her by surprise and draggeed her down a considerable height. Although, it didn't go exactly as planned. She managed to shake Afe off as she descended and he quickly fell flat on his arse after falling a small distance.
He turned to, Garcia and rose to his feet. He quickly moved over to him, giving him a mock salute before speaking.
"What's the plan, boet? We gotta capture her or she gotta get put down?"
