Azalea

I call shotgun! yells the dead man

after hiding in my room most of today, it is time for my fight.

i slowly saw through my cast with one of my knifes, leaving a somewhat clean cut i can put back together.

my arm is still somewhat swollen and very bruised.

i look in the mirror and see my brown eyes looking back at me. i pull the contacts out and look at my blue and green eyes, i seem to have gotten the heterochromia from my dad. i put one blue contact in the green eyes to make them both blue and then i go to my closet.

slowly and kind of painfully, i pull on my fighting outfit.

i know for a fact that Re wears all black, so its only fitting that i wear white.

i pull on a mask and tape my wrist so i don't flex it too much. i open my window and climb down. i set an alert on the cameras in the house to alert me of any movement so i can make sure nobody figures anything out. i didn't hear the boys go up to their rooms so hopefull they don't look at mine on their way.

i make it to the bike i had delivered to down the street and get on, racing down the street to the fight club.

i arrive ten minutes before my fight and i scope the place out. there is a big crowd tonight.

i mean it is a once in a lifetime fight. Reina vs Re. Queen vs King.

i see a group of men in all black huddled in the corner.

that must be Re and his men. i blend into the crowd as i move closer but, what i see makes me stop in place.

it's my dad, and my brothers, every. one. of. them.

Re is Chase. one of the twins, fuck my life.

i mean the contacts and mask hide most of my face, and i don't have the cast. 

i normally talk, to torment my opposition, but in this case i will have to fight to throw him off.

besides, his little sister is at home sleeping.

i hear the bell and i make my way over to my corner of the ring.

i meet my manager while i'm in italy. he seems nice.

"hello, my name is Mayhem. we don't use real names so you are known exclusively and Reina. i don't know why you got scheduled against the king for your first fight, but try your best" he shrugs "protect the face"

"Hi Mayhem. i was undefeated and close with the boss of my old branch, he can vouch for me. as for him" i say looking over towards my brother, talking to the rest of my family. "piece of cake" i say with a wink.

the  final bell rings and we take our place in the ring,

"Hold on" chase yells "you expect me to beleive that the undefeated champion is a girl. i always thought that he was called Queen because he was a royal Pussy! but alas here we stand, a little girl is supposed to be undefeated. WHOS FUCKING WITH ME!" he yells causing people to laugh. 

i hold my head up and look him directly in the eye. "i am willing to show you why i am undefeated" i say confidently "unless the king is scared of a little girl" i mock him.

"i'm not punching a little girl, thats just wrong" he says.

"oh well, gonna be an easy fight if you don't fight back. here i was thinking i finally had a worthy opponent" i say back.

"Both members are in the ring. the fight starts now!" the commentator shouts through the microphone.

i look at my brother and smirk.

he shakes his head and gets in a fighting stance. "don't expect me to go easy on you little girl, i gave you your warning" 

"i'll try not to pull my punches" i say in a baby voice.

"3.....2.....1..... FIGHT!!" the commentator screeches and Re lunges fowards, i sweep my leg and he starts to fall but i grab the back of his shirt.

the longer this fight goes the more money i earn.

i stand on the other side and we start slowly circling each other.

i can see the pure rage in his eyes, pure fiery hatred.

i'd honestly be scared if it wasn't hilarious to see this 6'2 giant trying to intimidate a little girl.

i stand up straight and relax my posture, "you know what i just realised?" i say

"what" he growls out, annoyed at my interuption.

"after tonight one of us will no longer be undefeated" i say, looking at my nails.

he falls for the bait and lunges forwards, i duck and sweep his legs again and stand up straight as he hits the mat. i feel his leg connect with my stomach and feel myself fall backwards, landing on my fractured wrist. 

a small cry leaves my throat at the impact. i look up and see a hint of regret or pity, in his eyes. i hate it when people show emotion during a fight. i stand up and tick my arm across my body, fuck it I'm winning this fight.

i school my face into a mask of calm as i use one leg at a time to kick him, not giving him time to attack. he blocks one leg and i use the momentum of his push to sling my other leg to the side of his face, knocking him out almost immediately. 

i stand up and hear the bell ring, i look down at my brother on the floor and then over at the rest of my family, their hatred towards me very evident. i meet Vince's eyes and smirk, giving him a wink as i climb out of the ring, still cradling my arm.

i walk over to Mayhem and he gives me my prize money, i can tell he has already taken his cut, fine by me, but i take a stack and hand it to him. "i uh, i have already taken my cut" he says

"i know, but what am i going to do with the money?" i ask as i walk out. he looks down and shakes his head chuckling.

i walk up to my bike but i can feel someone watching me so i don't take my mask off. "what do you want" i say still facing my bike. "i want to talk" he says causing me to turn and face him. "about what" i growl, he looks down and shakes his head. i still cant see his face in the shadows but he is approximately 6'3 and is wearing a suit based on the shoulders and sleeves. "i want to know why you came to italy, why you came to wreak havoc in my country. why no mafia can get you on their team" he says, great, its my dad. 

"i am part of a mafia but my extracurriculars have nothing to do with them so i see no need to involve them, i came to italy to find a worthy opponent and as for wreaking havoc, as long as you have no child predators in your ranks you have no reason for your men to fear me." i say walking closer to him. out of the corner of my eye i see someone sneak up behind my bike and place something on it. "and by the way, if you ever try and follow me or put a tracker on my bike again," i throw over my shoulder "you will be considered an enemy to the queen, and will no longer be protected from me" i hear the man in front of me chuckle. "very well, it was worth a shot, you Spanish bitch." 

i laugh at his term "llámame perra otra vez y te desollaré viva"

(call me bitch again and i will skin you alive)

its probably a good thing he doesn't understand Spanish. more fun for me

"Adios Marchiovati, tell your daughter I'll see her soon"

(bye)

i can see him tense at my words but i turn around and get on my bike, speeding home so i can get into bed before they get home, this is going to be fun.