The Fighter's Broken Angel

chapter one

   

    "Ladies and gentlemen welcome back to the Underground. It is my greatest pleasure to announce that there are  six matches this evening.  So with that said let's begin the evening with our newest fighter Demon!!!!"
   
    The announcement rang out through the warehouse where over one hundred people were screaming and shouting in excitement to be watching these fights where there's no rules.

    The entrance music was loud,the fighter making his way to the ring was a huge man that looked like a giant muscled wall  at the height of 6 ft 7 inches, that would tear a man apart without breaking a sweat. Tattoos were covering both arms and most of his upper body.  His long  chocolate brown hair that women envied flowing freely past his shoulders. Men wanted to be him  so long as they weren't the ones going against him,and women wanted him in their beds.

    His name was Andrew Jackson, but no one had used his birth name since he was 15 yrs old. He's a member of  the Devils mc and his road name was earned from how he destroys his enemies.

  " And now his opponent, Wolfgang!!!"

    Another huge Adonis of a man that struck fear in the hearts of those who chose to foolishly oppose him. At 6ft 6inches he was more graceful than anyone would think possible and just as deadly as he was good looking.

While the music was no longer blasting the shouting and cheering of the crowd only increased.

    "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN HURRY AND PLACE YOUR BETS  BEFORE THE BELL RINGS "

       The only person not making a sound in the whole warehouse was a slip of a girl that sat between two men in suits and sunglasses  who cheered their boss as he squared off with Demon.

      Marsha sat between the two men that were in charge of her safety while in the warehouse because Wolfgang wanted her with him at all times to make sure she never escaped from him.

    At the age of 18 Marsha was sold to Wolfgang to pay off her father's debts. She is now his slave to do anything that he wants, any time and anywhere.  She isn't allowed to speak with anyone and has no freedom to have any private time, not even to go to the bathroom.

    Wolfgang is entranced with her beauty and refuses to let her go. He wants her all to himself but has told his men that when he finds another woman to hold his interest that she's all theirs.

    Marsha never looks up from the floor  for fear of gaining his wrath. She is obsessed with doing everything to keep from being beaten or given to his men. Shuddering with fear she quietly sits with her guards, wishing she was anywhere but in this loud and gruesome place. She blinks away the tears that threaten to fall because of her fear of her surroundings, and fear of what's going to happen when her captors match ends.

    With a sickly crack coming from the ring  and the boos from the guards she knows the match is over and Wolfgang has lost. Her small frame is shaking because she knows how this night will end for her. She struggles to keep down the bile she feels threatening to make an appearance because tonight will not be ending well for her since Wolfgang will be in a rage for loosing the match.

    The guards rise from their seats and each grab her arms tightly to pull her back to her doom,Wolfgangs locker room.

    "How the hell did you loose to a nobody.?" Can be heard throughout the corridor as she is lead further away from the crowd.

    "I don't know what happened, I fucking had him and all of a sudden he had me in that hold and broke my wrist. "  "well now you're not going to be having a match for 6 weeks. We can't wait that long because it will be too hard to catch up in time for finals. Get your shit together now or you won't be around,  I will find a replacement.  Understand that this is all the warning you are going to have. "

   As his coach left the room the guards came in. He saw his little slave as she stood between the men shaking in fear. A smirk graced his face as he thought of all the things he could do to her to rid himself of the horrible anger festering in him over the loss of tonight's fight and the length of time he will not be able to fight. Oh she is going to suffer greatly and he can't wait to get started in her punishment.

    Moving forward to stand in front of  the petite blonde he looks down at the top of her head and whispers "I am glad that you no longer struggle with your guards but tonight you will be screaming for their help and they won't be around for you."

   Using his fingers to raise her head to be able to look into her sad baby blue eyes as his cold gray eyes danced with merriment at her impending suffering.

    "Let's go home and play sweetheart!"