The Lily Underground

1. The Ring

I was laying on cold cement floor, every muscle in my body aching as I just stare at the grey ceiling. That punch to my cheekbone had hurt a lot, it hadn't cracked - thankfully, but it would swell. 

I knew there was a big crowd looking at me and the fight I just couldn't hear them. The punch shouldn't have had that effect on me but these past days I was fighting nearly everyday - had to protect my pride and survive.

Man did I not want to stand up but I knew I had to and that eventually I would. Using my wristband, I wipe off the sweat on my forehead and quickly I stand up not a lot time must have past with me laying on the floor - thankfully I think and the fight continues.

The man standing in front me is very muscular, but what this dumb idiot has learned is that muscle in a fight is good yes, but what he hasn't realized is that with excessively big muscles the upper bart of the body looses agility, and then you're just a very - very easy target especially for fighters like me who have muscle but just enough to have the needed strength and therefore able to keep their agility at its best - I don't need my biceps to look like bowling balls, all I need is to win.

Letting your opponent land the first strike on you isn't a tactic that everyone will master or can master, since a lot can go wrong, but having trained to fight for my survival since the age of 13, I very quickly realized that I needed to become good very fast.

So now at the age of 22 i've become one of the most succesfull underground fighters in New York. Ask anyone who fights underground here and they'll know what my name is - Lily - at least that's what they call me undergrund, my actual name is Miya.

Looking at the man in front of me who now thinks i'm dizzy because of his hit and seeing his smirk - he thinks that he's close to victory, but with one swift I change the position of my feet, quickly stepping closer to his right arm I dodge his left hand attack - an attack that was very easy to see coming, he moves very slow I thought to myself. And then with one movement I land a right hook on his jaw with my knuckles - and he's out.

All i can hear is the crowd.

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Stepping in to my small apartment I can finally relax. I need a shower, and I need it now I stink of sweat. I take off the workout clothes that I wear when having an "official fight". I then take out my hair tie letting my chestnut brown hair fall over my shoulders. 

I took a long hot shower, it felt extremely good this was probably my favorite thing to treat myself with after a succesfull fight, a simple treat but it does wonders.

I put on my bathrobe not having the energy to actually put on pyjamas right away. I then head to my nightstand and thats when I see them, I do this every time I come home from a fight - look at them - I miss my family, or at least the thought of one. At my nightstand I have a picture of my mom and dad when they got married.

I havn't seen my father or my brothers since my parents divorced when I was five. And well my mother she died when I was thirteen. Instead of having a random family or institution to take care of me - I ran away - hid and made sure that I would never have to count on help from the system.

When I was hiding I luckily ran into Luca. He was five years older than me at the time, and instead of taking advantage of a little girl which they typically did when innocent naive girls who had nowhere to go turned up on the streets, he took care of me like a bigbrother would.

Luca himself had also fought underground and he was very good even though he at the time was only eighteen. Now though Luca is dead he died three years ago. He had taught me everything I knew about fighting and he made sure I was safe. I owe everything I have to him.

The underground is not a safe place we all know that, and have to accept that one day we just won't wake up.

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AN;

Hei everyone, I hope you like the first chapter. First off I want to say that I'm sorry if there are any spelling and grammar mistakes I'm 100% sure that there are but english is not my first language - maybe not the best excuse but it is an excuse. Secondly I would really love to hear your opinions on the chapter<3

- Spirit040.