The Gang Girl

Chapter 35- Knockout

AN// So, I did my research for this chapter, so if some know it all feels the need to point out any issue they find with this chapter, about the fighting techniques and what not, please keep in mind I did my research and I am a black belt in taekwondo, so unless your some war hero, MMA champion fighter, I'd prefer no criticism on my inability to write detailed fight scenes as I would rather you guys conjured up your own unique imagining using what I've given you. Enjoy the chapter my precious readers xx//

The crowd let out a murmur when Xander announced I wouldn't be fighting him.

I would be fighting Blue.

Even his own adopted gang called him Blue.

Well, that is awkward.

The crowd parts and Elijah steps through, looks twinning those of his brother.

My heart breaks at the sight, although my face remains neutral.

The door leading into the room slams open and my gang glides in.

"Well, better late then never, Alpha." Xander calls out, a sadistic smirk on his face.

"I'd never miss a chance to see Fighter to kick some ass." He calls back, eliciting a series of laughs and catcalls from my gang, my family, as some from Storms gang hisses and rolls their eyes.

The room quiets down again as I step into the large circle drawn in the centre of the room. There were no mats, just like there was out of on the streets, and there were smeared stains of blood on the polished concrete. A table was pressed against one of the walls, with two metal tubs on it.

"No weapons. No death. Knockout, you're out." Storm announces the rules, not even having to raise his voice in the near silent room.

Blue looks livid at the no death rule and I see Xander shoot him a glare that cut him down before he could even get up.

I make my way over to the table and start unstrapping my weapons, Elijah doing the same next to me.

I place my purse in it before starting on my legit weapons.

After all, anything could be a weapon of we wanted it to be.
I slide out my gun first and place it in the tub, followed by the spare mags in my pocket.

I slide my knife out of my boot and toss it into the tub, the ones strapped to my thigh following it, along with the sheath.

Sliding the ones off of my wrists, I have a thought. Tossing the two blades and their sheaths in the tubs, I call out, "Shoes?"

"Take them off," was my response from Xander.

I bend down and untie them before pulling them off and putting them under the table.

I take out my belly button piercing. I'd had that punched one too many times to know that it doubles the amount of pain if I got hit in the stomach.

I place it in my purse along with my watch and ring. I bring my hand up to my chain. Omega's chain.

"You're going to pay for what you did." Elijah hisses at me.

I glance up at him, my hand stilling on the chain. His gaze drags down to where my hand was resting and his eyes fill with sorrow and anger. Hatred.

His eyes meet up with mine again and I unclip it without breaking his gaze and place it not in my tub, but in between our two tubs.

Between the two of us.

Where Haydn had always been.

He drops his gaze to the chain, before turning his back on me to kick off his shoes and stalk into the ring marked by a red circular line.