My Werewolf System

Gary had thought of a number of things to get Ice to fight him, but depending on what type of person he was, allowed him to decide whether or not he would beat him and consume his body for the sake of his own strength, or just beat him to satisfy Blackjack’s requirements.

However, it seemed like Ice was a bit stubborn, and it would be hard for him to fight with Gary. But that all seemingly changed when he started to mention that he was planning to escape.

‘That riled him up for some reason, but I need to get ready to fight him. I know he has ice powers; I think anyone can guess that just based on his name and the situation we are in right now!’ Gary thought as he spread his legs further apart.

[You might have messed with the wrong one this time! Defeat the opponent in the confrontation with the Mythical Type Altered.]

‘A Mythical Type Altered?’ Gary raised his eyebrow at the system message in front of him. He knew of Mythical Type Altereds, and they were one of the rarest types of Altered solutions out there.

Which begged the question: Just what type of Mythical creature was he facing right now?

“You will not leave this place. I will make sure no one escapes from this prison!” Ice exclaimed as he extended his hand out.

Although Ice was large in size, Gary thought this movement was a little ridiculous considering how far away he was. That was until out from the palm of his hand, an ice pillar extended out. It was fast and crashed into Gary’s body, pushing him out of the open cell door and continued on until Gary’s back slammed into another cell’s bars. The ice, as it hit him, started to spread and encased his arms, legs, and the rest of his body.

“Crap, crap, crap!” Those that were resting in the nearby cells had come out to see the commotion, and they couldn’t believe their eyes.

“The new guy, the green-haired guy, and Ice are fighting. We have to get out of here; otherwise, the rest of us will get caught up in it!”

The prisoners could already feel themselves getting slightly colder. Immediately, they started to run out of the hallway and into the main prison area. This caused quite the reaction from the rest of the prisoners, as they were now aware something big was starting.

Ice placed his hand down by his side; the ice stream that was going from him to Gary had seemingly disappeared, and now there was just a large block of ice holding Gary in place against the cell bars.

This was a first for Gary. He had fought against many Altereds in the past, but with most Altereds, the strength came from when their bodies would transform and the traits their bodies gave them.

However, it didn’t even look like Ice had transformed, and yet his strength, his power, it was purely elemental and incredibly strong.

“You seem to be pretty adamant in letting the criminals stay in this place when you’re a criminal yourself!” Gary shouted back.

“Exactly. I know how much of a danger I can be to the people around me, which is why it’s best we just stay in here. I’ve shown you my strength; it’s not like those that you fought. I heard you took part in the AFC. Well, you might have been strong in there, but it’s not the same in the real world.”

Gary knew what he meant. In the AFC, elemental powers like this were banned, and only part of one’s transformed state could be used. Fighting someone who was strong in this way, it wasn’t the norm for Gary.

“It’s best you just leave,” Ice stated as he turned around.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not just going to leave,” Gary stated, his body starting to transform. His face was turning slightly, his hair extending down his sideburns, and especially his arms. As he pushed against the ice, it started to crack. The cracks were growing larger bit by bit until Gary cracked through the ice and broke himself free. He still hadn’t fully transformed, but his legs and arms were full of hair.

“You broke out of that; I guess it’s true, you are not like the others,” Ice exclaimed.

His eyes were glowing again as he looked at Gary; the two of them were staring at each other for a while until Gary made the first move—he charged forward, his hand ready.

Right then, he leapt toward Ice. ‘This guy could be really helpful against the Phoenix gang; it’s best if I don’t kill him!’

Gary thought as he swung his fist. Right in front of Ice, a large shield had formed, and Gary had managed to crash his hand through it. The shield was broken by Gary’s strength, turning it into nothing but parts of ice. It shattered like glass.

But that wasn’t the aim of Ice in the first place; he didn’t need a solid shield, just something to stop Gary for a short while. With his other hand, he swung it, and in the middle of his swing, he had formed a giant ice club. The club hit Gary right in his side, it was a powerful swing, harder than Gary had been hit before. The club had shattered as it hit Gary’s body, and he was soon sent flying in the air.

He was lifted off his feet and was flying through the hallway. He continued until he had landed back in the center of the main area and was lying on the ground, looking at the ceiling.

To the other prisoners, all they could see was Gary on the floor, covered in parts of ice.

“It’s true; that guy’s going up against Ice. What is going on in this place? Why are crazy things happening?”

The onlookers were surprised and started to spread out, going against the side of the prison, not wanting to get in the way of what was to come.

Meanwhile, Blackjack was watching it all.

“Come on, did you think he would be an easy opponent? This is someone that you will have to use your full strength against. It would be best if you just transformed now.”

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