His Lucky Ace

Welcome to the Down Below

You got this. Just like any other fight.

I can hear the muffled cheers from the crowd through the thick walls. The room was cold, it helped though with the adrenaline running through my veins.

My brown eyes looked at myself in the mirror. I had on jean shorts that showed off my tan legs. My left thigh had a dark tribal tattoo going up to my hip and my right held my signature name. Lucky Ace. With the ace of spades card.

I slipped my half face mask to cover my mouth and nose on. Hiding my nose ring and my natural pouty lips.

I tape up my hands and look at myself again. The black face mask matches my black sports bra that holds my DD breasts teasingly. Perfect for my opponent.

I smirk under my mask and slip on my black silk robe the had Lucky Ace sewn in the back in silver, with the ace of spades under it.

I look at the clock and turn to walk towards the door. I take a deep breath and open the door and the booing starts as they announce my opponent.
"Our newbie to start off this year's championship on the Down Below. David "the monster" Morgan!"

Once the booing died down I smirk and start to bounce on the balls of my feet.

"And so this year is more interesting we decided to mix genders and it's my pleasure to announce the one! The only! LUCKY ACE!" He yelled.

I start walking in and people are cheering and shouting one word.

Ace! Ace! Ace!

I walk in the ring, fly aways tickling my face from my tight bun. I look at my opponent and see he is overly confident. I see he leans mostly on his left leg, favoring his right. I could use that to my advantage.

"Now you guys know the rules here. One rule. There is no rules. Now shake hands." The announcer says. We meet in the middle and he grasps my hand tightly. I grip his and he whispers. "Don't worry sweetheart, I'll go easy on you. You're only a girl after all."

I feel my blood boil and I slip off my black robe, tossing it on the fence. The big buff idiot eyed my body as a bunch of cat calls are heard.

"Ready?!"
"Fight!"

I instantly feel the adrenaline shoot through my veins again. My hands are in fists as he moves. He takes a step forward to lunch at me but I drop, kicking his right leg out from under him.

He hisses and I straddle him, punching him in the face a few times. Instantly I get up again and move across the platform. He gets up, his lip split and his nose steadily oozing blood. I smirk slightly.

Dumbass.

He goes at me again, landing a punch to my ribs only for me to grab his head and knee him in the face. He falls back on the fence and I have him.

I go to kick him and he grabs my leg. I use that to lift myself and wrap my other leg around his neck. I launch my entire body weight down so he flips forward. I hold him there, choking him till he taps.

The announcer grabs my busted knuckles and lifts my arms in the air. "Lucky Ace wins!" He yells. People cheer and I walk back to my room. I grab a towel and wipe off the sweat.

I hear a knock at the door and walk over to it. Once I open it I'm faced with the Down Below's owner. "Here you go 20K as promised." Frank said.

I give a quick nod. Then I notice the man next to him. I swear if my mask wasn't on I would have been drooling.

"This is Hunter Black. He goes by Blackjack. He just got to LA tonight. Heard about Down Below. I'm showing him the ropes." Frank said.

Hunter was god worthy. He wore a tight black shirt that showed off every muscle perfectly. He had sharp hazel eyes and black hair that was tied back. I bit my lip under my mask.