I watched from the back if the wearhouse as the rest of the fights finished. I was currently watching Tessa's little sister hand a goth her own ass. I giggled as she used my move to take her out. But it was an unfair advantage, she clearly had more experience.
Someone approached my left and leaned against the wall next to me. I glanced out of the corner of my eye at him. He was tall. Very tall. He was also very skinny. He had a large square jaw and medium thick lips. His head was shaved and his ears were pierced. I looked back ahead and watched new contestants come and go on the ring. I looked back over at him and he was staring at me.
"Can I help you with something? " I asked. "Well, actut nothing. But you were staring first." he said. His voice was deep, and boyish. "I wasn't staring." I murmerd. I heard him tsk and watched him smirk. "Your the Argent girl?" he said never breaking eye contact with the ring. "Is it obvious?" I said. Slightly annoyed. "Obviously yes. Definitely by the way you kicked that girls ass." he said.
"Our next contestants!" Tessa's voice rang out through the wearhouse. "Keaton Lodge verses Jeremiah Wright." the guy next to me. He looked at me and smiled. "brb." he said and walked onto the ring. Keaton was so skinny compared to his opponent. I cringed. I didn't want to see him get creamed. "Dont worry about kiwi." I looked to my left. It was Tessa's sister. "Who's kiwi?" I asked. "You ask a lot of questions. " she said. I turned to her, but she stared straight ahead. "Well you don't answer any." I said back. She giggled. "Whats your name?" I asked. "Tara." she said. "And kiwi is Keaton." I nodded. "So you know him?" I asked. She smiled. "Yes. He's one of us." she never took her eyes off of the ring. "Us? Like this club?" I asked. "Yes. He a 'tester'." she said. "All of us are. The members. Keaton has been a member for two years. The members are placed among the crowd to seem as initiates. And to fight for a place. If the Tester fails in a match, they are either kicked out or given a second chance depending on how strong their opponent. Like say for example: say your already a member, and the chick you just went up against beat you. If your opponent was an equal fighter but just had the upper hand then that would qualify you a second chance, but if she beat you cause she was better, then your cut. We do this every year to keep our numbers strong. " she finished. I looked at her dazed. Then I raised my eyes to the ring. Keaton was circling Jeremiah and Jeremiah lunged, but Keaton being as skinny as he is didn't surprise me when he averted him and leaped over his shoulders, wrapping his arm around Jeremiah's neck and as Keaton was approaching the ground so was Jeremiah's head. It was like WWE Jeremiah's body hit the ground with a loud thud. Bringing the whole place to silence. Jeremiah was still on the ground. Keaton jumped to action. "i guess death isn't wanted at initiations." I said. "He's not dead." she said. I gaped at her, I opened my mouth to speak but as I opened my mouth Jeremiah sat up and the club started hooting and hollering. Tara looked at me. "Told you. " she said. I looked at Keaton who was looking at me. He nodded. I just stood there. I turned on my heel and walked out.
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Glory
Fanfictionteen wolf fanfic Cassio is the lost Argent hunter. She comes to Beacon Hills, after a mass murder destroys the last bit of the Argent line. Little does she know, she's been trained to kill what she loves most. *This story was made up and it doesn'...