Familiar

~4~

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A/n: this fight will be bloody and intense. Proceed with caution if you're squeamish. This fight will be 5 rounds and then sudden death which is the 6th round. So chapter 4 and 5 will be extra long.
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Born for this by The Score

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Round 1

I get in the ring and wait for my opponent and this guy comes out. I question if this guy is even 160 'cause he's big as hell. I take a deep breath and close my eyes and silently pray to survive. The ref comes out and looks at both of us, we're both jumping around.

I'm checking my vital signs
Drawing the battle lines
Going to war again

I feel the adrenaline pumping in my veins
I feel my body getting ready to swing
I feel like a wolf inside me is ready attack
My body is telling me to swing, kick, and knock him out

Feeling the rhythm inside of my chest
All I need is just a pen
I know I was born for this

The ref goes into the middle and asks if we're ready. We both nod, he says, "I want a clean and fair fight. Get ready..." In that moment all I could think about is getting this guy to the ground and smashing his face in. I look him dead in the eye, I hold my hands up, ready to block his punches, and he looks at me with the same kind of determination. The ref looks at us and holds his hand in the middle and says, the words I've been waiting to hear ever since I left New York, "FIGHT!"

I was born for this.

We tap hands and then all hell breaks lose. He swings first, it barely misses me, I swing and connect with his jaw, I swing again and connect with his temple, I kick his dominant leg. He swings and gets my eyebrow, he swings again I block it but it got my ear, he kicks and I dodge it just in time. I kick up and connect with his right side of his jaw. Neither of us are bleeding. Yet.

He throws a combo and connects with my nose, I feel blood rushing down but I don't care. Now war has begun. I swing and clip his nose and just like me he starts bleeding, his hands are down, he's doesn't seem to notice, I take my shot and round house kick his left side of his face, and then shoot. I double blast his ass and bring him to the ground, he's got me in his guard, he's pulling me down, he's pushing my side, I'm doing the same thing. I press mg hands on his lower abdomen, look up, correct my position, push down hard, and spread my legs...I'm out.

I immediately get into side control but he gets on his hip to start shrimping out, he connects with my jaw, but that doesn't faze me as bad, busted my lip though. I get my body behind him and take back control, I get my hooks in, and then we start rolling, he starts punching to the back of my head but the ref called it. We got back up and started swinging again. I fake out a right hook and use my left to get him to a clinch. He tries to go down and is met with my knee to his face. He puts his arm on my shoulder, drops to his knees, my clinch is off him now. He double blasts me and now I'm on the ground, he starts hitting my face, and fucking me up but I won't let him. I notice his posture is crap so I lunge up, wrap him like I'm going to hug him, and then pull him down, get him in my guard. I start punching his sides and he starts punching mine. I trap and roll us, now I'm in his guard but I don't care. I start punching his like he did me.

We're both bleeding. Badly.

00:30
Me and him aren't gonna give up anytime soon. He caught my eyebrow again and split it open.
00:20
I throw a punch and connect with his lip. His lip is now practically split in two.
00:10
He connects with my ear. My ear drums pops and now my ear is bleeding.
00:00
'BUZZ!' We both hear the buzzer scream. I get off him, help him up, then head to my side of the ring.