PROLOGUE

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(Picture at top is Ivy)

Hi my name is Ivy I am 17 and I have a younger brother who is 6 years old we live alone because my parents died when I was 12 but before my parents died they taught me how to fight I didn't know why they taught me how fight but it was good because whenever they died we was out on the streets because I didn't want to be separated from my brother in a foster home so I started wandering around the streets with my brother and I found an old abandoned building so when he went to sleep I went out on the streets looking for some way to make money I stumble upon a bar that's called Underground I saw some punching bags and whenever soda punching and kicking when someone saw me they thought I had potential so they taught me how to fight a little better than I already know how and that's how I made my money by street fighting my trainer was a my trainer was a my trainer was a my trainer was a ruthless my trainer was a ruthless guy so when I messed up he hit me but that was only for about an hour of training then I had to go back to the abandoned building when I was around 13 I had become the undefeated Ray and I have made enough money to move out of that house with my brother.

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