𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝 || (Triple Frontier Fanfiction)

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟑 ~ 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲

"GO, GO, GO BENNY!!"

I could hear the shouting voices of my fellow Delta in the distance, and the loudest roar was Zeremy. I couldn't hear the whole crowd, but her support was enough to make me feel completely supported and encouraged. This chick with fiery hair had captured my attention from the first moment we met. She wasn't just a skilled fighter and shooter or sniper; she was also incredibly talented with a bow and arrow. Her multifaceted skills left me in awe, and I couldn't help but feel drawn towards her.

She likes red Ferraris too. Imagining she and I riding on a Ferarri would be a fun ride. And we both are very related.

The arena is alive with the intense energy of the fighting stage, the air thick with anticipation as I make my way towards the center of the ring. The crowds are on their feet, roaring their excitement for the renowned MMA fighter. I dressed in my signature black and red fighting gear, my muscular frame and focused gaze exuding charisma and power. As I take my position in the ring, I turn and nod toward the VIP area with a cocky grin where my fellow Delta Squad members are sitting together: Santiago, Zeremy, Ironhead, Catfish and Redfly.

Their eyes are locked on me and there's a mix of excitement and pride in their expressions. It fuels my determination and sets my mind on fire. I know they're here to support me and that knowledge gives me strength to win this fight. My love for my team fuels me - I'll give them a show they'll never forget.

"Go get 'em, Benny!!" Santiago yells from the crowd.

"Come on, Benny!! Show 'em what you're made of!!" Zeremy calls out.

"Wreck him, man!!" Ironhead whoops in excitement, a grin on his face.

"Bring the pain, Fighter!!" Catfish adds his shout of support.

"Show them who's boss, buddy!!" Redfly cheers loudly.

Their voices blending into a chorus of encouragement, applause and cheers fill the air, leaving no doubt in my mind that my teammates are backing me up all the way.

I turn to face my opponent, I take a moment to size him up. He's a tall and muscular man, his arms and legs covered in swirling tattoos. He looks confident and determined, his eyes fixed on me with a hardened glare. His fists are clenched tightly at his sides, and he's bouncing on his toes, ready to strike at a moment's notice. His stance tells me that he's a fighter, a true warrior who won't go down without a fight. As I study him, I know I'm in for a challenging match. I take my fighting stance and look into the eyes of my opponent, my mind now 100% focused on the challenge ahead.

I'm ready.

3 MONTHS EARLIER

Loud thud with a big slam on the boxing ring, Zeremy's cheek and body fell on the ground of the boxing ring with a frustrated groan.

"Can you just go easy on me?" She said as she slowly stood up from the ground and facing me. I give a cocky and playful grin as I bounces on my toes, preparing my stance as she stands up. My hands are covered with boxing gloves while my fist preparing for my next move.

"Oh come on Zere, I thought you said you could tank it", I say with a laugh, my confidence soaring.

Inside the fitness boxing gym, there are punching bags, treadmills, and jump ropes. Everything is color-coded to be like a black-and-white color scheme with black floors, white walls, and red boxing gloves and equipment hung on display. Some old pictures are hanging on the wall from the 1980s of some old boxers. The gym is open 24/7 but most Delta Squad members stay inside the gym at this hour working out. The smell of sweaty athletes lingering in the air and sounds of grunts and punching bags echoing the room. There are also other boxers training on the other side from us.