The Martial Unity
Chapter 1
Leonel barreled down a set of spiraling stairs. With a leap, he cleared the railing, foregoing the last of the steps to land in a living room. Jumping over a couch, he rounded a corner into the kitchen to snatch a bottle of foul green liquid.
"Thanks for the daily dose of cow shit, dad. Really appreciate it."
A middle-aged man looked up from his tablet, pushing his glasses up with a couple fingers. He was lounging behind the large glass doors that opened from the living room into the backyard when his son's usual defamatory statements entered his ears.
"In another rush toward failure?"
"I'll succeed this time!"
Instead of launching himself out the front door, Leonel actually made his way back up the set of spiraled stairs.
"That's what you said the last over hundred times."
Leonel didn't wait for his father's next sarcastic statement. He pushed opened the attic doors and swung himself out of the three-story high triangular windows. His actions looked no different from an attempt at suicide, but his hand just barely caught the ledge, swinging himself upward to latch onto a weakening water drainage pipe.
Like a spry monkey, the plastic lid connector of his bottle hanging from his teeth, he climbed to the roof, landing on the angled tiles with a practiced ease.
[Subject: Leonel Morales]
[Infraction Code 118.67.2 - Unauthorized scaling of a residential building. Under the Parkour and Freerunning Act of 2034, this is classified as a Type 1 Misdemeanor]
[It is advised that subject Leonel Morales immediately cease illegal activity to avoid charges]
Leonel ignored the beeping female voice emitting from his wrist, his eyes having locked onto his next target.
The suburb Leonel and his father lived in was decently well off and could be considered a part of the upper middle class. However, the location of their home could only be described as odd. Or, rather, the entire suburb community was out of expectations.
The community existed on a large flying platform that orbited a main city below like the Moon did the Earth. These so-called Floating Paradises acted as a solution to the housing crisis of 2066, effectively fixing the problem by creating more surface area for housing.
Nowadays, only the obscenely wealthy could live on the surface. Leonel's destination happened to be this lofty surface world. Though, while most who lived on these Floating Paradises could only catch a glimpse from time to time, Leonel traveled down almost everyday.
'… 17 seconds.'
Leonel crouched on his home's roof. His and his father's home happened to be at the very edge of the Floating Paradise. Of course, there were several safety measures taken. But, that wouldn't stop Leonel.
Despite his vantage point, he couldn't see the backyard his father had been sitting in. In fact, his home looked completely empty from the outside due to a privacy setting.
He swung his head back, taking a big swing of his dad's green concoction. In that moment, not only did his tongue seemingly light on fire, but even his lungs burned. One would think he was breathing in a raging fire's smoke instead of drinking a smoothie.
yourself
far. He'd fall
body. If it wasn't for its sturdy straps, the backpack to his back would have been
ears as
as though he didn't
in the world. His clothes
through a layer of white clouds that spritzed a refreshing dew across his face. His last bit of fatigue
thump, he rolled across the hard ground. It only took a moment to realize that this wasn't in fact the ground at all, but rather the very top of a sky scraper that seemed
score." Leonel grinned,
surface. Under the Sky Island Act of 2071, this is classified as
17, has been targeted for capture. It is advised that subject remain where they are to
minor. Guardian Velasco Morales has
failure. Attempting
government official as a father had its perks. For example, any crimes linked to a retiree of such prestige
his father to be vetted by BIP. With his father's name at his back, small crimes like this were directly
silver framed bicycle hidden in a corner. He leapt from the building's side, swinging his bike's seat between his legs just
building on the surface was interconnected in some way. The skies were filled with glass tunnels, towering structures were sometimes no more than a meter or two apart, and personal vehicles were incredibly rare even
the
as though there wasn't a
tube the moment you
"My name isn't Lenny!"
from the old man's next round of nagging. He still didn't know how the old man always managed to know when he arrived and also had no idea where his voice was being projected from either, but
than many thought possible. Eventually, the tall skyscrapers began to shorten and Leonel had no choice but to
a time, hopping his bike from glass tunnel to
out a pair of grey slacks, a recently pressed white shirt, and a
his sports wear. After leaning a mirror the size of a piece of paper again a large garbage
"Refresh."
In a flash, his accumulating body odor was killed off, replaced by a neutral,
buttoned up his shirt, and slid on his blue blazer. After putting on his bag,
his own appearance, though he could be considered to be quite handsome. Rather,
a tanned bronze, his short hair swept freely in the wind with its dirty blond almost amber color,
was not only tall and toned, but his frame was both lean and well-built. Despite this, he had
knew he was practicing his smile, they'd think he was crazy. He was more than charming enough, was there a
wasted anymore time,
streets leading to his school were nothing like the
all around, ancient trees vibrantly recovering from the
was the third ranked academy on Earth, a prestigious place only for the elites of
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