Playing Fire With Fire (0n Hold)

PFWF 5

          

Walking down an alley way at twelve in the morning wasn't really the safest choice but some circumstances pushed me to do so, I needed to find what I was looking for, since it was really important. I've been searching for it for more than an hour but I found nothing.

Is it really hard to find those kind of places in this part of the country, even though California was the city of the sun, I'm sure there's some dark places in here and I'm determined to find them.

When I was walking down the street, I heard loud music coming from a really small alley way, I walked through the tight place, to find a small door, painted in black, and you wouldn't find it if you don't have a great eye sight at night.

I walked through the door and saw your typical bar, a few strip poles, with male and women stripers dancing on them, drunken men and women throwing money at them, whistling and laughing like maniacs, a gigantic bar where you find your cliché cute bartender and finally a fighting cage. Yeah it was unusual to find a fighting ring in bars, but this wasn't any normal bar, it was a fighting bar. This is what I came for.

I walked towards the bartender and asked him about the manager, he lead me through the sea of people to some stairs which leads to his office upstairs. I knocked on the wooden door and a young man opened the door; he was wearing a tight black suit, with a red tie and black leather shoes. He stood in all his glory while I stood there gob smacked from his beauty.

"Well what did you want, come on love I don't have all day" He said with sick British accent that made me drool a bit.

"W-well, uhm, well I'm a fighter and I was wondering if I could be one in your bar?" I asked stuttering, still shocked by his beauty, anyone would be he was just so delicious. He just laughed in my face.

"You crack me up kid, now tell me what do you want, it's impossible for someone as small as you to be a fighter what are you fifteen ?" He asked me in a very rude tone. I was fuming how dare he say that, a woman can be as powerful as a guy and the size doesn't matter I could break his perfect white teeth and dislocate his jaw. I took him by his collar and pulled him towards me

"Listen here dude, I'm not kidding." I gritted threw my teeth.

I thought he was going to get scared but instead he started laughing again.

"Listen here I'm not completely sure that you are a fighter, but if you could beat one of my best fighters I'll take you in." He said adjusting his tie.

"Sure bring it on, where is he?' I asked carelessly.

"Come with me" He said taking my hand through his and lead through, the long hallway, to arrive in front of a door. He opened the door and my jaw was hanging on the floor. In there was a gigantic ring where two fighters were fighting and around them all kinds of training machines, from weights to treadmills. It was breathtaking.

"Thunder come here, I need you for a minute." The buff guy standing on left stopped the fight and took off the helmet and gloves and made his way towards us.

"Thunder you're going to fight this little girl right here." The boss said pointing at me.

"Are you sure sir, isn't she a little too small, are you kidding with me?" He said while bending down laughing.

"Yes I'm sure now go prepare yourselves for the fight you have thirty minutes spend it wisely." He said leaving the room.

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After wearing my tight red sports bra and black spandex, I hurriedly started stretching. It's been almost two weeks since I had a fight.

My life consisted of street fighting. One time when I was in real need of a job. I was roaming around the city looking for one, I found this odd bar, where a fighting ring was in the middle. I have always loved boxing, I had begged my parents for days to put me on a boxing and martial arts class, when I was little and I guess it was paying off.

I made friends with the bar's owner, and he took me in as one of the fighters. Fight after fight I would get even better. And of course I won every single one of them.

I was making thousands of money but of course it was illegal, so I always keep the money with me, I don't put them in a bank or they would ask too many questions.

Today, fighting isn't only a way of making money; it's a passion and a lifestyle I would never let go off, even if I wanted to.

I was interrupted from my thoughts, when a bell erupted. I looked to my right and saw, Mr. Sexist standing there.

"Come on we don't have all night, now it's time to fight" he said smirking.

I put on the gear, jumped over the cage's rope and took a fighting position. The bell rang again and we began circling each other waiting for the opponent to strike. I guess he got bored so he longed at me, I moved to the right and dodged him but I couldn't stop the fist that was coming right to my face.

I got so angry that I immediately pounced at him, he didn't expect it so he fell to the floor and I started punching, we rolled over so he was on top of me, punched my stomach, but quickly recovering from the hit before he could strike again. We got up and circled each other again, I was so done with it, so I delivered a round house kick to his ribs, he doubled over in pain I took it as my chance and knocked out him with a left hook. 

One I was finished with him, I jumped over the rope, took off the gear and went to the boss.

"So what did you think?"I said still panting. He didn't say a word he just looked at me and unreadable expression on his face.

He turned around walking to the door but not before saying,

"See you tomorrow night don't be late we have our first fight against another bar" He said closing the door behind.

The minute he left I felt like happy dancing.

This sure is a great day, and tomorrow is going to be better, I thought while returning home a small smirk plastered on my face.

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