Planet X Vulcan

Chapter II

Cato gulped. His opponent took a step forward, mocking him. Cato held his ground. If you must fight, don't be intimidated and hold your ground, Cato reminded himself. He started circling the Maldove.
The Maldove -Tyson- just smiled. As if he knows what I'll do. Cato shuddered.
Tyson threw a punch warily, and Cato dodged with ease. He's testing me.
Cato darted in and threw a punch to Tyson's stomach and skipped back out of reach. All the Maldove did was grunt. Tyson jabbed out again, literally teasing Cato. Cato was getting tired of playing around. I'll take the fight to him. Cato lashed out with his foot, and caught Tyson square in the jaw. Tyson took a step back, shaking his head. This time, Tyson kicked out with force, and barely missed Cato, and instead stumbled forward. Cato did an uppercut, and hit his opponent with force on the chin. Blood dripped from the Maldove's chin. There was rage in his eyes now. He attacked in a fury.

It took all of Cato's might to defend himself against the deafening blows. Punch after punch landed on Cato. He could hear the crowd screaming and yelling his name, telling him to fight back. All Cato's instincts told him to do so. But he refused, for he had a plan in mind. He took blow after blow after blow. His opponent was gaining an advantage, as Cody was racked with punches, bruises covering his chest. His nose dripped and so did the corner of his mouth. He stumbled back, and whilst still bleeding, taunted his opponent forward. Tyson jumped at Cato, and Cato swiveled to the side, throwing a punch at Tyson's midsection. Tyson grunted and kicked backwards, landing Cato in the most fatal position. On the floor. Cato tried to stand up, but felt the Maldoves enormous foot on his spine.
The crowd was cheering wildly chanting Tyson's name over and over. The Maldove looked around triumphantly, asking the crowd whether or not he should finish off Cato. In this moment, between life and death, Cato struck. He squirmed under the foot and roared as he pushed the foot off. For a second, his opponent was shocked. Cato took this moment to fight back. That was his strategy. Exhaust the opponent, and then show them hell. He advanced on Tyson, landing powerful blows on his chest, strong enough to break any regular man's bones.
" You're gonna feel the snap of your bones! " Cato yelled. His opponent, for the first time, looked scared. Cato had the Maldove backed into a corner now, and was merciless. He could feel his opponents nose break after a powerful punch. His opponent swung upward hard, knocking Cato away, his jaw throbbing with pain and blood coming from his mouth. He could taste the metallic blood. He was dazed from the pain, but he had to keep fighting. For my brother.
That thought brought him renewed strength, and he pushed forward, more relentless than ever. He grabbed Tyson's foot, and yanked hard. Tyson fell with a huge thud and groaned, apparently tired. Cato pounced like a lion. He battered the Maldoves face, splattering blood on the ring floor. The Maldove, with his remaining strength, kicked up hard. He hit Cato on the temple, and Cato fell backwards, seeing spots. Is this supposed to be happening........?

His opponent stood over his body triumphantly, his bruised and battered face dripping blood on Cato's face. Cato looked up, trying to get up but falling back as he went dizzy. Tyson raised his fist in challenge, about to bring it down and end Cato's reign forever.
Tring!! Tring Tring !!!
The bell sounded, saving Cato.
The crowd rose in a standing ovation. Screams and roars echoed through the crowd, deafening him. His ears were ringing as he fell back, breathing heavily. He was dimly aware of the audience chanting his name as the judge announced the winner, before he passed out.

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He opened his eyes slowly, blinking in pain. His mouth hurt, and one of his eyes were swollen.

" Ugh..." he groaned.
He was on some sort of bed, not the one in his house. Panicked and dazed, he tried to sit up. He sat back down when the pain got too much. That's when he felt a cool hand on his chest, making him lay back down.

" Who.....? What.....?" he muttered.

" Shh. Its okay. I've got you. " a female voice told him, quiet close, although he heard it really far away.

" Who are you? How..... how did I get here? Where's my brother? " he asked roughly, sitting up.

" Cato relax. " the girl said again.
Curiosity burned in his mind, as he sat up, ignoring the throbbing pain in his temple. He was on a luscious bed, beautiful silk sheets and soft blankets. The bedroom was huge, easily two times the size of his whole house. He was dazed and in pain, but he had enough brain still working to tell him that he wasn't in the Dump anymore.
Sitting at the foot of his bed was a pretty girl, blonde hair, well fed, and slim. She was smiling sweetly at him, holding his hand.
He pulled his hand away fiercely.

" Who are you? " he curled his lips.
She smiled again brightly.

" My name is Zara. I'm a big fan of your boxing, and sneaked into the Arena to see your fight. "

" So how did I get here? " he asked angrily.

" I saw you collapse on stage after the fight. So I simply brought you to my home, which is much better than that filthy Dump of yours, by the way, " she said, her mouth curled up in disgust. " I sneaked you in, cleaned you up-"

" You what?!" Cato exclaimed, horrified.

" Don't worry, I don't mind. You're very handsome. "

He almost threw up.

" So why did you bring me? Where's my brother?" he asked again, getting frustrated.

" Oh. I don't know about your brother, but I brought you here so that you can live where you truly belong. Up here, with the rich. "

" No. Take me back right now, girl. I don't know who you are, or why you sneaked me in, but I'm leaving. "

" Ah ah! " she clicked her tongue. " You're staying. With me. " she said forcefully.

" Get away yo-" he began angrily, pushing her off and trying to stand. When he stood, his head shook, and his ears rang. He was dizzy and almost fell, if the blonde girl didn't catch him and plop him back down.
He was about to make an angry comment, but she slammed her lips onto his, forcing her tongue in his mouth. He spat back in disgust, pushing her away.

" Listen here, whore. Don't try your tricks on me. "

Her eyes flashed angrily. "My father promised to make you mine. And I intend to take what I want! " she spat angrily, pushing him back onto the bed and getting on top of him. He forcefully shoved her back and stood up, dizzy, but able to stand. My house is close. I can escape.
He stumbled over to the door, and made his way out.

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