Chapter 6: Thristan's Bond

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The portal opens and Thristan falls out of it backwards and lands hard onto the cold ground, knocking over a couple of trash cans. He lets out a little groan and picks himself up. He dusts off some trash on his pants and takes a look around the place he was in. It was in a dark alley in the middle of the night.

"Where the hell am I?" He asked himself.

It was lightly raining and he starts walking around. He finds his way out of the alley and finds a club of some sorts. He goes into it and finds himself in a bar. There was a bar table where three guys were drinking and there were a couple of pool tables where some were playing with.

"Welcome to the Hounds Pit Pub." The bartender said.

The bartender was a burly man with a thick mustache. He was bald and he had a scar over his right eye.

Thristan nods at him and takes a look around. He takes a seat onto a bar stool.

"What can I get you sir?" The bartener said cleaning a mug.

Thristan gave it some thought. Back at home he would always share a scotch with is pop.

"Scotch, please. 2 cubes." Thristan said.

The bartender makes a little smirk and nods.

"One scotch with 2 cubes, coming right up." He said.

Thristan takes a look around the bar. The place was pretty dull. Not very much noise other then the crack of balls on the pool table hitting each other and the silent murmurs of other bar-tendies.

"This place looks pretty dead." Thristan said.

"Haha. Your not from around here are you?" The bartender said while cleaning a mug with a cloth.

"No, not really."

A door at the back of the bar opened up and the silence was practicly murdured. The sounds of shouting and loud music shocked the bar. Two shirt-less men walked in draging another men whose face was heavily beaten and blood was dripping onto the floor. The door closes behind them and the noise goes away. They drag the man to the front door. They toss him out and they go back into the back room. Thristan just stared at the back door, while taking another sip of scotch.

"What's in there?" Thristan asked.

"What, you interested?"

"Yeah. Yeah I am."

"It's a fight club. Only those who want to test themselves in hand to hand combat should go down there. But be careful though. You could get the shit beaten out of you or you can get killed." 

"Eh,  I'll take my chance."

"Haha. I like you kid. Lets go, follow me." The bartender said putting the mug down he was cleaning.

Thristan downs the rest of the scotchand follows him. The bartender stops at the door.

"Are you sure you want to do this kid?" The bartender asks.

"Yeah I'm sure. Why you think I said I was interested and I walked down here?"

"Alright, alright, save it for the fights."

The bartender opens the door and the bar is filled with shouting and loud hard rock music. They start to go down a flight of stairs. The stairs stop at the basement where there was a large circle of people shouting and cursing and chanting at the two people in the middle who are fighting. One of the two fighters was rather slim and semi-muscular were the other was much bigger and very muscular. The smaller guy took a swing at the bigger guy. He ducked and gave the smaller guy a heavy punch making him spin and fall onto the ground.  The crowd goes into an uproar and start chanting the word, "Hans'. The bigger guy walks over to the smaller guy and kicks him in the head. Blood spills out of his mouth and a couple teeth fly out too. A women in lingerie and plastic wings on her back, walks through the crowd and picks up the teeth. The women looked like she was high on some sort of drug. The men in the crowd started to cheer, calling her the 'Tooth Fairy'. She then disapears back into the crowd. The bigger guy then rolls the smaller guy on his back, stardles onto him then starts punching the guy repeatedly over and over again in the head. He kept doing it until the man went limb and blood sprayed out of his mouth and nose with every punch. The crowd goes wild as the bigger man stands up and throws his hands up in the air. The crowd chants again yelling, "Hans, Hans Hans'.

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