Forever A Fighter

Chapter 6:

Christina's POV:

Walking into the bar I could feel the ground under my feet pounding to the bass of the loud music. I weaved my way though the crowd till I found the ring that would be used for the underground fighting. Walking towards it, I signed up for my fight. I sat back and watched the current match. The 2 guys looked equally as strong, but the one in the blue was slightly smaller and shorter. He was using that to his advantage though. If I the had money, I would bet on the smaller guy. Three minutes later I was proved right, the guy in the blue was using his skills and tired the out the other guy. Just when I thought I would have been wrong he lashed out faster than anyone saw coming, and with a loud bang the other guy was on the ground out cold. "And the winner is... Lightening!" The Ref said as he held up Lightening's hand.

"Up next we have a new fighter, give it up for Hooded Shadow!"  The crowd booed at me, but if they knew who I was and what I could do to them, they wouldn't dare be booing me.  I decided to ignore it. I walked up and onto the ring as I met eyes with a green eyed stranger in the back. He looked like he fit in around here. He was tall probably around 6'1, he had curly brown hair that would fall into his eyes, but he had a bandanna tied around his head holding his hair back. He was wearing black skinny jeans, a white t shirt that showed off his arms, and a leather jacket on top. He was leaning against the bar watching me seeming to follow me liked I followed him. I heard the bell ring, so I decided it would be a good idea for me to focus and show these stupid people that had booed on the way up here how good I actually am.

Taking in my opponent wasn't hard. He was huge with a buzz cut, and had a murderous glint in his eyes. Great well this was going to be a fun fight. Note my scarscam. I studied him for his weakness. I noticed he was leaning on his right leg more than left, that meant he had hurt it and probably bad enough that he had to lean right. He struck out first, I ducked and faked a left and hit with my right hard. I sent a low kick to his left knee cap. he let out a scream of pain or frustration I didn't know for sure, and I would never know cause in my range I blacked out.

  I tuned back into my surroundings when the bell rang loudly through the air. In the sweaty bar i heard the cries and screams of the crowd. I looked down to see how bad i hurt the poor guy, seeing a 7 foot giant passed out cold on the ground made me smirk. I grabbed my money from the ref, and grabbed my bag from the bar as I walked out the door. Walking out into the cold streets, I got on my bike and took off back home. Though not without meeting eyes with the bad boy, green eyed stranger leaning against the wall watching me.

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EDITED
Hey guys i know this chapter has been a long time coming and im so sorry. So who do you think the green eyed boy was?? give me your thoughts in the comments and if you have any ideas or any questions you guys can message me at anytime and ill try to answer them as soon as i can! i might update sooner than next Sunday but im not sure but anyway. Vote comment and follow me if you haven't already. Love you Guys!

~Emily Styles