𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 .★. 𝗧.𝗞.

S2 E005

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We walked through an alley, stopping at a bar. When Tom looked at me, I wasn't phased. "You train.. At a bar?" Tom looked down at me as i smiled giddily.

"Shut up," Eddie spoke on the phone as he pushed open the large doors.

"So, have you got Carl to watch Lee?" I looked up at him as he muttered a few words to the bartender in Serbian.

"Yep. we're all set." His arms crossed, and the bartender guided us down to the basement.

He opened the large latch and went in.

"Mind your head." Noah, the bartender, spoke. we headed down, where hundreds of men stood. Iooked over to Tom and Bill. Their jaws hung low.

"Listen." I put my finger to my lips, standing next to Eddie.

T O M ' S P O V.

We stood to the side, our eyebrows furrowed.

Eddie nudged Kane.

"Gentlemen," Kane called out, putting her arms behind her back. The men whistled and catcalled. She laughed, tilting her head as she continued.

"Welcome to Fight Club." She made eye contact with me.

Holy fuck.

Kane Keiser. The granddaughter.. of Ed or Eddie Keiser. Now, it seemed to make more sense.

The man who created the infamous, illegal underground fight club. How did we not know this? she had a look I'd never seen before.

A look of pure mischief.

"First rule of fight club." She paced, looking at the crowd. "You do not talk about fight club. Second rule? You do not talk about Fight Club." She spoke more sternly.

"I think I'm bricked." I whispered to Bill. "Im gonna be honest, same." He whispered back.

We continued to watch, amused.

"Third rule. If someone says 'Stop,' goes limp, taps out, the fight is over."

"Fourth rule. Only two guys to a fight."

"Fifth rule. One fight at a time, fellas."

The crowd all looked at each other and snickered.

"Sixth rule. No shirts, no shoes, no mercy." She pulled off her shirt and kicked off her converse before starting to take off her jewellery as men whistled loudly. She looked a little distraught by it but didn't comment.

"Seventh rule. Fights will go on as long as they have to. Even if it's over a month." she continued. "Eighth, and last rule. If this is your first night at Fight Club,"

"You have to fight."

She rubbed her hands together, looking over to her grandfather.

"You and you. Go at it." Ed gestured to a man, then led Kane to a spot where men weren't hovering at. Bill and I came over, watching at the very rim as I tilted my head.

She pulled off her rings, approaching me as she tucked them into my pockets. Kane grinned giddily, looking back at Eddie.

"Fight."

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It was starting off pretty shit. The man was making shitless attempts. Kane punched him in the nose, grabbing his arm as she slammed him to the ground in a swift movement.

She leaned over him, pulling him onto his stomach as she grabbed a bit of his hair and slammed his face into the concrete.

Well, know I know why she wanted to be in the army.

She pulled his arm up, gripping it from the crease in his forearm as she started bending it the other way.

He quickly hit her twice as she got up.

"Dave, your a fucking pussy." Ed spat, groaning as he looked around. "Dreadhead." he grabbed me by the arm and yanked me into the ring.

"Dreadhead, and Kane." Ed grinned.

Kane stared, slowly breathing out. I sighed and pulled off my shirt.

"How bad can a teenage girl be?" I stepped backwards into the place circled by men.

"Trust me, kid. You don't know my granddaughter until you've fought my granddaughter. She will gut you from the inside out and feed you to others like dog meat."

There was no glimmer in his eye whatsoever. He wasn't kidding.