The Fighters

Prologue Pt. 2

Colin's POV

"Colin!" I hear my coach screaming from across the gym. "Get over here. I got some news for you."

"Yeah?" I walked over. "What's that York?" I looked at him.

"This son..." He hands me a pamphlet. "A tourney. This is going to be the biggest and longest tournament ever. And you are going to join it. You are going to show the people everywhere you are the best Mixed Martial Arts fighter there is in this world."

"Thanks Coach! I appreciate this."

"Hey be cocky. Wipe that humble shit away."

"Yeah yeah. Humbleness gets you killed. Blah blah blah. I know I'm the best. Just appreciate it."

"You are modern day Bruce Lee."

"Nah. Nobody is as good as him. But I'm right behind him on the skill bar." I laughed and so did my Coach. "So when is this?"

"This weekend. $1,000,000 entry. For a $10,000,000 dollar prize for 1st place and an actual belt that has the winners name engraved on it."

"That's amazing. Adding another trophy to my collection."

"Exactly. But the thing is the tournament has a month span. So everything isn't in one night because there are over 100 rounds. Meaning over 100 people you will fight."

"Is there any news of old comers returning?" I smirked. "Because I have one guy in mind that I'd like to face."

"Mark Fico." He smirked back.

"Exactly."

"But he said he won't return unless he has to."

"Maybe we should give him a reason."

"What's that reason?"

"I hear they like to go out once a week. And that is today. It's still early. Whatever restaurant they attend we will find out."

"Okay? I'm listening." He smirks.

"We poison his wife. Not entirely but enough to give her an allergy that will give her anaphylactic shock. Make her hospital bound. Fund enough money to them so they can keep her alive. And he fights for the money."

"You're an evil genius. All this to fight one man."

"Don't worry I'll beat him first round. Hopefully not. But if I do, then all the rumors will be true. Mark Fico is really a chump. Not a champ." I laughed at my own joke.

"Come on. Let's get ready. So glad we own more than just a gym am I right?"

"Indeed. Let's go. They go out to dinner soon. So we have to track them down."

"Yeah. Come on gear up."

"Don't forget the drug. The stability one mixed with the low heart rate one."

~~~~2 hours later~~~~

"I see them." I said to my Coach. "Well I'll go wait on them."

"Send somebody else. You may be a genius but sometimes you're an idiot."

"How?"

"He is going to remember your face." He shook his head. "Mark Fico remembers everybody Colin."

"Okay fine." I whistled over a waiter and told him to attend him as fast as possible. "This is going to be a good night."

"Likewise, son." I chuckled and stared at the waiter from a distance.

"Hello sir, miss," he nodded at Mark and his wife, "I'll be your waiter for today. What drinks would you like?"

"You know I wonder... Will we lose this place if somebody was to get food poisoning?"

"Most likely. But we are filthy rich so does it matter?" I laughed at York.

"Not at all. Just curious."

"Well he's coming over."

"They ordered 2 Margaritas for now." The waited said when he approached us.

"Okay go make them then. We own the place we don't have to work." I scoffed. "Hurry we don't want these lovely people waiting forever."

"Okay. Sorry." He soon scurried away into the kitchen.

"Don't be so harsh on the boy Colin." He laughed.

"His ignorance is going to piss me off. Either I fire him or I kick his ass."

"You're a trained fighter. You can't hit anybody unless it's self-defense. You know that."

"Yeah yeah. Whatever. He will run away from me before I was able to even get near him anyway. Just to scare him. You know?"

"Yeah."

Soon the waiter soon returned with the drinks and served them to the couple. He then took their orders and went back to the kitchen to tell the orders. He went out to wait on other people and soon back into the kitchen to bring the food out for Mark Fico and his wife.

"Hey. Wait." He stopped and came to me. "Give them this." I put what looks like salt to the normal eye but to me its the drug I created with my own hands. It makes anybody have an allergic reaction to any food but stabilizes the blood and the heart and lowers the heart rate. Then when the affects wear off it will give the user a heart attack if it has too much. I just put a dash more to give her a heart attack but not kill her. "There ya go." He nodded and walked off to the patrons serving them their food and I just sat back from a distance and watched.