The Turn Of The Century War

Chapter one

Chapter one: River

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 thinks he is, talking to me about doing kid shit, I haven't been a kid in a long long time. No one my age has been a kid in a long time due to this damn war.

I glance at the clock, noting that it is currently 4:30 am. I have school in less than 3 hours, hopefully I'm not too bruised up. I hear the speaker system ping and my name is called, my time to shine. Walking towards the door that leads to the arena i wince at the bright lights, looking to see whom my opponent is, only to see it's the man from before he seems upset that i am to fight him, i look at the reff waiting for the signal to start the fight, once the whistle blows he charges and slams into me, panting softly i head butt him flipping us over and slamming my fist into his face repeatedly, he jabs me in the ribs and slides his feet up to my stomach, kicking me away. Wincing, I roll over onto my knees and glare at him, I glance at the clock, it reads 5:30am.

I need to hurry

I need to go

I charged him to gain momentum to bodyslam him, the crack in his back and ribs was loud, I wince and send him an apologetic look. The man nods understandingly and stays down, and the ref calls the fight to an end.