Ashlyn Ross is a normal teenage girl -to the outside world that is. she has a secret identity and only her parents and trusted trainer knows.
she's a gang boss that even her gang members don't know who she is. she goes by Rose and that's that. her...
i stood up from the bed, rubbing my wrists and examining the light purple bruises on them from the hand cuffs. i looked at Lily and she was frowning, her grey eyes on my bruises. i looked at her and she caught me staring at her confused. she shook her head, making her white blonde hair flop around on her back.
i stepped over to the bathroom and took a shower. i haven't been clean since the night I'd been kidnapped, and i was disgusting.
i stepped out of the shower, water dripping out of my brown hair. Lily stepped into the bathroom and handed me a black dress and cloak. i looked at her, tilting my head.
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"i thought i was just going to be getting pajamas or something?" i asked.
"see, the hurting girls i was talking about?" she looked at me hesitating.
"yes?"
"when he kidnaps a girl, it's for one of two reasons." she looked away from me, nervous. "to work for him as a maid or stripper, or to battle."
"what?"
"he has certain girls dressed up. he gives them a ring name, and they fight each other. if they win, they get a better room and life style. if they lose, they get whipped." she shuddered.
"so you mean, it's like street fighting, but all in one place." i stated, slipping on the underwear she gave me. she nodded. i put on the dress, but before i could put the cloak over my shoulders, Lily grabbed my hand and pulled me into the other room.
she sat me down at a table full of things for manicures and makeup. she grabbed my hand and started to rub off the blood red nail polish.
"why." i whispered, jokingly. she chuckled.
"boss doesn't want anyone to know you're Rose. it'll make it harder to find other girls to fight you." she said. i nodded. at least my identity isn't being shared to the world. she started to redo my nails, but in black.
letting them dry, she started on my makeup, giving me dark eye shadow and a thick -but not too thick- winged eyeliner. she put on small fake lashes, to make them even thicker than they already are, and brushed black mascara over them, making my eyes look dangerous. she then gave me black lipstick and dyed my hair black. so basically, i was a goth queen. i sighed.
"what's my ring name?" i asked, curious. if i was being forced to do this, i needed to get into it so i could escape easier.
"Night Queen." she said, brushing out my now black hair. not bad.
"there. now put on that cloak and those boots."
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i put on the boots, lacing them up and tying them tight. i put the cloak over my shoulders and Lily carefully put it over my head, hiding my face without making my hair frizzy. then she gestured for me to follow and i did.
we stepped out into the hall and i brightened up. this could be my chance to escape. but then two guards flanked me and i frowned again. i followed Lily down a flight of stairs and to a door. she pushed it open and cheers surrounded me. it was like a roaring tidal wave, it just hit me and didn't hold back. i looked around to find it was a large arena. the floor was all hard packed dirt and all the viewers were in bleachers sitting on a stone floor which was held up in the air by pillars in the arena. (A/N imagine an enclosed version of the area where Katniss and Peta got ready in the second hunger games if you've seen it.)
i looked up at all the faces staring down at me. street fighting is exactly what it was. these citizens come here to watch an illegal fight, thinking the fighters are doing this voluntarily. but what they don't know, is we're being forced to do this. i realized with a start, it wasn't all that different from my gang. my gang was just more known and was more savage.
i saw a girl standing in front of a door across the arena, holding her arms at her sides, making her muscles flex. she looked intimidating. that's her strategy. she intimidates her enemy. well it's not going to work on me.
"this is Savage Beast. she's the highest ranking fighter. she has been for the entire time she's been here which has been almost two years. i have a feeling you can beat her though.." Lily trailed off and left the arena with the guards.
"Savage Beast is returning, once again, undefeated and the most feared." the crowd went wild. "and here is a new comer, Night Queen!" the arena fell silent and looked at me. i followed Savage Beast's lead and walked to the middle of the arena where the announcer stood.
"you can't beat me, bitch." she hissed. i smirked.
"ok, ladies, give me your coats and lets get started." the announcer said. Savage Beast shed her western style duster, revealing a leather crop top and miniskirt. it was somewhat like shkorts, but they had a bikini-bottom-styled under. the skirt itself was made up of several leather flaps, that would fly when she turned.
i shed off my black lace cloak, to show off my black leather dress and black hair, which made me look badass in comparison to her bleach blonde.
"i don't have to beat you. you're cockiness will do it for me." i said calmly. she fumed with rage and i smirked. the announcer got out of the arena and rang a bell.
Savage Beast ran at me, her arms held in a threatening way. i didn't even move until the last second.
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hey y'all! I'm in love with leather things, sure. sue me. leather is badass.
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