I filled out the paper and move past the man. Doomsday terns and walks away, so I followed him blindly. We get to a narrow pathway in the wall. I passed through first, and on the other side was something unbelievable.
There was a cage with two people bloody and broken inside. "The cage.... Is your new home." He said with a smile.
He pulled me to the side in a changing room, he threw me gloves with the fingers cut off, a pair of jet black shorts.
"Do you want a shirt?" He asked
"May I ask what I'm doing?" I asked like I didn't know.
"It's obvious. Your going to fight." He said and left the room.
What am I doing. I thought while putting on the shorts and the pair of red and black gloves. I walked to the door and tested my hand on it. Looking down at my hand I prepared myself for what was going to happen.
Opening the door I hear a announcer. And now introducing a new fighter 13! My eyes widened and I felt a had push on my back and I started walking.
I get to the cage and I couldn't believe the size. I stepped inside and sat down. I guess in people's eyes that was disrespectful to my opponent.
And now the undefeated Crow!
I look up from the ground and seen a guy with a blue jacket and blue shorts approaching the ring. As he was walking he the crowd was screaming. CROW CROW CROW! He entered the cage with a annoyed look on his face.
I stood up and relaxed my arms on my sides. FIGHT. He dashed tired me and went for a straight arm punch. I stepped sideways grabbed his arm and threw him agenced the cage and I elbowed him in the face and his body went limp.
"I thought would be harder then that." I said confused. And the winner is 13! I stepped out of the cage and headed back to the changing room. I sat down on the homemade bench and thought am I a weapon now or maybe a tool for entertainment.
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حركة (أكشن)in the deepest part of Detroit a 13 year old boy stumbles on a staircase, and before he new it. It was too late. Based on a true story of my life. Enjoy :)
