Chapter one: Rivers pov
Emery got into another fight at school, kids parents threatened to sue if we don't pay them off, ma doesnt got the money, that mean i have to got to the fight club, i almost got caught last time, i must be careful, this is how i put food on the table, ma has four jobs as it is, this damn war is taking all our money, pa is dead. Got shot in the war, front lines, a commander. I wait till the sunsets before heading out, I walk quietly and quickly, avoiding lights and guardes. Emery always wants to fight, to help put food on the table, i won't let him, he doesn't need to, he is a child, he doesn't need to fight, i won't let him have the same childhood as me. Looking around before opening the door and walking down the three flights of stairs, nearing the bottom of the stair i hear the cheers, screams, and sound of fist hitting flesh, walking towards the sign up sheet i put down my name and age, glancing at the other fighters info, i pay the entrance fee, and start walking towards the changing room.
Closing the door behind me I see the other fighters talking amongst themselves, it would be one of the last fights of the night, I might as well work on some school work. I sit at the only table in the room and pull out my folder of work, one of the fighters starts walking over and sits at the table with me looking worried, I glare and ask "what do you want jackass", he responds looking taken back by my rude tone, "why the hell are ya here kid, shouldn't you be at home with ya family doing kid shit?" I scoff and ignore him, turning back to my work. The hell he think he is, talking to me about doing kid shit, I haven't been a kid in a long long time.
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The Turn Of The Century War
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