You ever fight for something greater then yourself. I haven't. The lights are bright but dull. My knuckles are bleeding and I my face is cut. Although my opponent looks worse then me, looks like a beat up grape.
"Ladies and gentlemen the final round will our king keep his crown or will he be struck down." The announcer blurted into his mic. "3...2...1 Fight." We tap fist and circle around each other he has the height and weight advantage his punches are heavy but slow. He goes for a right hook. I slip it and go to his outside and go for a straight punch. Even though it made a loud crack when it collided he just stumbles back and tries to recollect himself. I then combo a right jab left jab right overhand making him look down.
"What did you find a quarter down there."
I then lift my leg and axe kick him and he finally falls down. The crowd begins to chant.
"10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1." The bell then rings. "Ladies and gentlemen our king shall keep his throne." I leave the ring and begin to get cleaned up by the doctor. "Your lucky you barely got hit today your parents would be mad if it was any more. Well you can go your way I'm finished. Here." He hands me a dum-dum lollipop. My favorite flavor too. I leave the underground area and have one of my home boys take me home.
When I get to the house its already around midnight so I try to sneak in but when I do my mom turns on the light."Where have you been young man." I curse in my head and turn around "Hey ma. What are you doing up this late." She then gets in my face with her sandel in her hand. "Oh no you don't I've let you smooth talk your way out a conversation before but not this time." I then grab her shoulders and try to calm her down. "Look mom I've just been out working and helping some friends nothing to worry about ok. I swear. Now look how about I make it up to you and help you with the garden later. Ok" She looks at me as if she's cursing or praying in her head. "Fine but this happens again and I tell your father. And I'm going to keep you on that promise she says as she heads upstairs I take a sigh of relief.
I head up to my room before anyone else catches me and as soon as I open my door my younger brother Sam talks to me. "Hey remember we have a presentation." "I know. And we are-" "Getting our cars" We say together as we do our handshake.
We say goodbye as I go into my room it's filled with posters of heros, cars, and other such things.
There's an engine hanging from my ceiling. There's a assorted group of car parts on each of my three shelves, two drawers, and desk. My closet is hidden in the back of my room by my bed sectioned off a large case that holds a bunch of books. I open one of my drawers revealing black clothes, tools and wrappings for my fist. I grab a change of clothes and put them on my divider case to change after I shower in the morning. I go to my normal side of my room and open my closet revealing weights, more car parts, and tools and I toss my bag in there. I finally go to my bed albeit painfully as the adrenaline is finally wearing down. And I fall into a deep slumber and I begin to feel like I'm falling deeper and deeper. Until It feels like I'm floating in nothingness. And that feeling persistent for what feels like years. That is until a bright light appears and speaks to me although in a language I've never heard off not even on earth.
Hope you guys like it the next few chapters I'll be alternating between writing styles. That's all she wrote.
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