Timmy is a martial arts prodigy. He began his hobby after watching the original Karate Kid. Timmy was a nerd back in elementary school,which made him a target for bullies. Once he saw the film, he knew that martial arts would help him to gain confidence. Within a year of studying martial arts there were many who praised him and acknowledged his skill. The bullies backed off and left other children alone. Timmy became arrogant, telling all that he was undefeated. He had grown cold and unaware of those he fought. All he cared about was winning. During board game activities or group activities in school he would go in a rage if he did not win. While fighting in competitions he would never see the other competitors as human but as something he had to overcome.

Timmy was in secondary school when he saw an advertisement for a martial arts competition. He signed up straight away. After he convinced his dad to drive him to the location. Timmy trained every day and was very excited.

“It doesn’t matter how much you tap your foot, I am not driving faster” the man beside Timmy said dressed in a fancy suit. The boy looked angrily at his dad “we are going to be late”. The argument lasted until the man stopped the car at a abandoned looking car park. “Where are we?” Timmy demanded looking at his dad for answers. “This is the place, up on that hill is the arena” the man says showing the poster and pointing in the darkest direction. Timmy scoffed before tightening his black belt. “I’ll meet you up there, it’s quite a climb so don’t strain yourself” Timmy says angrily before slamming the door.

Timmy began to walk along a dirty path. He looked over his shoulder seeing his dad reading a newspaper in the car. “What an old fart” Timmy says stomping flicking mud with his trainers shoes. Timmy continued to grumble kicking dirt with his feet. Suddenly Timmy made contact with something, making him fall back. “What are you doing? Look what you’ve done” Timmy yells after realising that he bumped into another person. “So sorry young man. Do you need a hand?” The man sounded old and Timmy saw the the old hand. Timmy shook his head before getting up “I don’t need help from an old man. I don’t need help from anybody” he shouted before shoving the man. “I see...tell me what your reason is for being here?” The man asks. “Duh don’t you know. I’m here for the competition. I’m a champion you know” Timmy says pointing to his belt. “A champion? There is something. Something you’re missing. Do you know what it is?” The man questioned Timmy once again. “Of course not” Timmy says looking at his outfit. “Then you must answer this question to find your answer. Why are you fighting?” The man questions. Timmy looked confused and irritated. “Crazy old man” Timmy says under his breath before turning away. He heard the man chuckle. Timmy span around to give the old man a piece of his mind but found no one there.

Timmy continued on the path thinking. What did he mean? What was he fighting for? Timmy looked ahead seeing a shadow of a tower. Once Timmy got closer he saw a boy around 8 years old holding his leg. “What are you doing here?” The boy asked yelling. Timmy got frustrated and yelled back “that’s my line you twerp. I’m here for the competition”. The young boy looked confused “the chess competition?” The boy asked. “No. The martial arts competition” Timmy replied pointing to his uniform.

Timmy looked at the boy closely. They were similar in build as well as looks. Timmy once enjoyed playing chess in primary school but got bullied into giving up the game. Timmy crouched down “you’ve hurt yourself?” Asking the boy gently. The boy nodded. “Let’s go up together” Timmy says letting the boy on his back. Timmy began up the hill with the boy on his back. He kept thinking how he hadn’t helped anyone for a long time. That’s the reason why he began martial arts training...Timmy smiled thinking about the old times. Before he was feared by most of the school.

Timmy stopped at the realisation. Using the very thing he wanted to use for protection was now a weapon. He had become his own demon. Timmy found himself at the door.