WHO ARE YOU?|ATEEZ FANFIC (In Editing Progress)

Chapter 58|Final punch

San was the last fighter standing in the ring, his fists clenched and his face twisted in anger. His hands still had his eldest's blood on them as in the background, outside the cage, he heard Yunho comforting Wooyoung and stroking his back as he sat in the corner with a bucket on his lap, since his defeat against his opponent was puking. The punch he had received in the stomach had hit him badly. San was the team's last chance to take victory for them in this competition. With four winners, Yunho, Mingi and Hongjoong, who had so unnerved his opponent by dodging and ducking for minutes that the robot finally lost its balance and fell over as if by itself. Yeosang then followed Hongjoong's example and basically did the same thing until he finally lost patience and ended up pushing the robot against the fence, which resulted in a second robot shorting out. And Wooyoung... anger boiled up in San's stomach region as he thought of the second youngest being mercilessly beaten by his opponent. He had tried to use the same tactics as Yeosang and Hongjoong had shown him before. It seemed to be working, he had dodged his opponent's first few punches, but that tactic didn't work for him for long. He was tired. His legs were barely keeping him on his feet, so after successfully dodging about three times, he was unable to do so a fourth time. First the black-haired man had been hit in the face by a metal fist, which had now left Wooyoung with a black eye, and not long afterwards the robot's fist was buried so deep in Wooyoung's stomach that Wooyoung collapsed to his knees and had to almost vomit in the cage. A final kick in the side had finished off Wooyoung and he had fallen to the side and remained motionless. Just the thought of him lying in Mingi's arms when he took him out of the cage made San rage inside. San hadn't had time to check on the younger man before his fight. Since he was the last fighter standing, the voice on the loudspeaker immediately asked him to get into the cage and carry out the final fight. His opponent was the largest of the eight robots. About the same size as Yunho, maybe a little bit taller, he stood in front of San and, once again in the fight, lunged to punch San hard in the face. The blonde ducked cleverly and with nimble movements avoided the punch that he knew would have fatally struck him. San's physical inferiority put him at a disadvantage, but he didn't want to let that be the reason why he and his team would lose the competition. There was no way he was going to lose because he was too small! He generally didn't want to lose. The anger bubbling within him kept him on his feet, even when he was so exhausted from dodging that he had to take a weak, deep breath. Slightly bent over, supporting himself on his thighs, he stood in the corner of the cage and stared hatefully at the robot in front of him. The robot looked back with its emotionless face and red eyes, ready to strike again. Before he could attack, San heard the black-haired man sobbing and choking again. His gaze darted past the tall fighter to the corner where Wooyoung sat, leaning over the bucket with his tear-stained face, whimpering and sobbing as Yunho gently held his black hair out of his face.

"It's okay." The tall one said gently as he stroked Wooyoung's trembling back. Wooyoung's gagging was pointless because his stomach had been empty for days. But the cramps caused by the punch to his stomach prevented him from stopping gagging. San clutched at his pants angrily and growled as he saw the robot lunge at him out of the corner of his eye. San quickly managed to jump to the side at the last moment. The robot stumbled past him and stopped just in front of the fence when San threw himself at the robot from behind. He jumped onto the back of the huge tin can and started hitting the robot's head with his fist.

"DIE!!! STUPID PIECE OF TIN!" he shouted angrily as he hit the metal skull hard and without mercy, making a new and deeper dent with each blow.

"Go, San!" The mint-haired one called out to him from outside. The others also cheered the blonde boy's attack on the robot when a hand suddenly reached for San's shirt and grabbed him.

"Fuck-" San was torn from the robot's back with a strong jerk and thrown away.

"ARGH-" he hit the ground. His head bumped against the hard concrete and for a brief moment his vision went black.