The Angel Of Death

The Angel Of Death-Chapter Fourteen

The night has come to be a warrior, to fight for what has always been yours. Fight and don't give up. This is your chance; this is what you've been waiting for.

As Jesse and I snuck out of my house to go to the championships, I couldn't help but think that I was in for hell. But I needed to prove to myself, and everyone else, that I'm still as strong as I was. I need this championship so I can put it to rest in my mind forever.

As we walked up to the warehouse, Jesse pulled me over to an area where no one was around. He grabbed my hands and looked me in the eyes. He smiled faintly but I knew he didn't want me doing this.

"Angel, please be careful" he said looking me in the eyes

"Jesse, I will be." I said

"Angel, this guy is brutal. Put your knife in your pocket just in case" he said

"I already did. I have my lucky gloves I've been wearing the entire season of fighting. I have my converse and jeans and a tank top. All of which I can wash if it gets blood stained. And I have the best friend necklace you gave to me after a year of being friends" I said

I reached down to the necklace that was hidden behind my shirt and pulled it out. It was half of silver broken hear that said "Be For". He smiled as he pulled out his half that said "St Ever". Both sides were old and the letters were worn down. The sides were starting to rust as well.

"I haven't taken mine off. Not even when we fought" I said looking down to cover my bright red blush that was slowly taking over my face

"Neither have I" he said lifting my head up to look at him "Now go out there and win"

He bent down and kissed me. He then sent me off to the sign in area so he could get a good spot to watch. Once I go to the sign in table, I was handed a mouth piece and was sent to the backstage area.

When I was warming up and stretching someone came in. I turned around to see a tall teen age guy with short spiky hair and hazel eyes. He had on a hoodie and jeans along with fighting gloves. Before even speaking to him I knew who he was.

"Corey "The Slayer" Smith" I said to him

"The Angel of Death" he said back

"What are you doing here?" I asked

"I'm here to make you a deal" he said smirking

"Oh really? What kind of deal?" I asked

"If you for fit or fall down so I can pin you, the tap out. I won't even hurt you. No extras just let me hit you once, fall then tap out. Deal?" he asked

"So you think, since I'm a girl, I'm not afraid to fight you? Well let me tell you something. I don't make deals with douche bags. Also, I can beat you without cheating" I said to him

"Ha! I doubt that little girl. And I gave you a chance from getting hurt. Now it's on girly" he said

"Bring it dick" I said right in his face

"You just won yourself a new enemy" he said

"Join the club, I bet there's a lot of people who hate. Heck, I bet there's a facebook group for it!" I said smiling at him

"I'll see you in the ring" he said

He left and I kept stretching soon the time was upon me and I had to go fight. I got up to the ring and climbed in. I had my knife in the back of my pants just in case. I looked down at the floor and I saw Jesse on ring side. I smiled and he gave me thumbs up. I gave him a shaky thumb up back then went into the middle, shook hands with Corey while glaring at him. I then went back a few steps then the match began.

Corey lunged at me and tackled me to the ground, hitting my neck over and over again with his elbow. I kneed him in the stomach and he rolled off groaning, I think I hit his balls....oh well. I got onto of him and starting punching him the face, his nose burst out blood and it covered my hands within seconds.

Without seconds I got off and whipped my face with my hands smearing blood across my face. Corey tackled me and grabbed a chain from his pants and started whipping me in the face with it. I screamed in pain and blood soon poured out of my house and my lip burst into two. My eyes were blackened and swollen, I could tell just by feeling the pain that was coming from it.

He threw the chain away once my face was as raw as the meat you buy at the grocery store. He then got out and grabbed a metal chair, some guy in the audience tried to stop him but Corey just hit the guy in the face with the chair and came back into the ring.

He got over me, who was still on the ring floor, and started hitting me over the head with the chair. He hit my stomach and chest as well; I could feel a rib or two break from impact. I started getting angrier and angrier.

I finally kicked up and hit the chair and it smashed into his face. I hopped up on my feet and pulled out my knife, flipped it open and started slicing at him and a few smooth motions. I kept slicing him and hitting him until I was out of breath. I could tell he was getting tired but wasn't about to give up.

He flung himself at me and we both fell to the ground with a hard thud. He punched each other and hit each other everywhere. He hit my chest again and again, breaking more ribs, I could tell by the pure pain going through my body.

I got on top of him despite the horrible pain I was feeling, and wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled up and wrapped my legs around his chest. I had him in a chocker hold and the only way to get out was to tap out. I knew I had him. After 5 minutes of him kicking me in the back he gave up and tapped out. I let go and he fell to the ground. I grabbed his shirt to make him look at me.

"I told you I could keep my own and didn't need your pathetic help. And tell Alex if he wants to get me hurt, he should do it himself and try harder this time" I said grinding my teeth

"Wh-what?" he stammered

"Oh give it up. I knew Alex is the reason you hate me and the reason you wanted me hurt so bad" I said

"Fine. It is. But he paid me" he said

"I don't give a shit what he did, grow balls and make you own decisions" I said letting go of his shirt and pushing him away from

A guy handed me a belt and I finally had the championships in my hand. I couldn't help but smile like an idiot. Everyone was staring at me then I realize I was covered in blood, mine and Corey's. How odd....

I was engulfed in a huge hug and twirled around. I looked and Jesse and kissed him. He then took me home so we could see how bad I was.