Luna Winters

Street fight

I walked to the entrance and stood before the bouncer. He studies me for a second before nodding and letting me in. I walked past him and into an empty room. I've been here before so I know that this place has a secret entrance. I pushed aside the curtains to reveal a medal door. I knocked on it in a certain pattern. And the door flung open. It showed a long hallway that was connected to the hallway on the other side. It led to a boxing ring where people were fighting in. People surrounding it while cheers and money flew everywhere. People were placing bets while blood and sweat dripped from the fighters. I walked around the crowd and into the fighters section. I had multiple eyes on me while I waited for someone to win. The second ref sat on a raised seat much like one for lifesavers. He looked down to see me in the fighters crowd and nodded. I looked up and nodded back.

One fighter in the ring punched the second one and he fell to the ground. "ONE" the ref in ring shouted. "TWO" he continued. "THREE! WINNER!" He said as he raised the first fighter's hand in the air. "NEXT ROUND WILL BE IN FIVE MINUTES" the ref in the chair stated. The fighter sat in one corner of the ring and refreshed himself. He was a white male. Around 5'6. Has muscular arms and calfs. He had light brown hair and hazel eyes. He was indeed tired. Behind him the ref was adding points for him on the board. Before I knew it, the five minutes was up. "FIVE MINUTES IS UP!" The ref began "WHO DARES CHALLENGE THIS NIGHTS CHAMPION?!" He howled into the room. The winner jumped out of the ring and in came another man. He was tall, also very muscled. Had curly dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, and was overly tattooed. I'm not judging. I have a few tattoos myself, but I'm not covered in them. "ANYONE?" The ref's voice echoed in the quiet room. The second ref looked at me and I nodded once more.

"I CHALLENGE TONIGHTS CHAMPION" I screamed out. The fighters on the side looked at me like I was insane... which is partly true. Most of the people in the crowd recognized who I was. Not really me, just my fighter. No one knows who I really am. Both of the refs looked at me and grinned along with those who knew I was the best underground and above ground street fighter; nightshade. The other fighter looked at me and laughed. He clearly didn't know who I was. His voice boomed throughout the room. "You? Pipsqueak you can't handle me! Bone crusher!" Typical fighter name. I rolled my eyes at it. I was annoyed at his constant monologue. He just kept going. "OH JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET IN THE GODDAMN RING YOU PUSSY!" My voice silenced everyone, including 'bone crusher'. He smiled and said "I'll go easy on you, because I want some of that between the sheets." His cockiness was so irritating. "I don't want you to go easy on me, cause then it will be too easy to beat you" I replied as I got into the ring.

After he got in, everyone began making their bets including the refs. I laughed at that. The first ref came on between us and explained the rules. He then backed up and rang the bell. 'Bone crusher' and I began circling each other. He decided to make the first move. He punched in my direction but I moved before he could get close. This went on for some time and he began getting annoyed. "JUST FIGHT BACK BITCH" I smirked at his anger. "If that's what you want." I replied.

He didn't see me coming. I fake jabbed to trick him then I elbowed him in the nose. He stumbled back then went straight to position. I upper cut him with my left arm and tripped him with my right leg. He fell with a thud onto the floor. I kneed his crotch as he tried to get up. He flopped back down as I knocked him out with one final punch to the head. "ONE" the ref began. I kept my eyes on him. "TWO" I kept circling around his body. "THREE." The ref finished. He came over to me and raised my hand in the air. I smiled in victory. I fought a few more fights and won them all. I walked up to the ref on the chair and collected my money. 8,734 dollars. Not bad. I stuffed it into my bag and walked out. I nodded to the bouncer and went to my bike. I tore the sheet off of her and drove back to the club to change.

I arrived near my house and hid my bike. They don't know about her yet. They would never approve. I snuck into the house and tip toed to the stairs. As I was about to go upstairs, the light behind me turned on. I knew I was caught. They are never up this late... why now? I slowly turned around to see my mom on the couch with my dad and a REALLY tall man next to them. Oh shit. "Honey." My dad began. "Meet James Golding." He motioned towards the chair next to them as it slowly turned around. They must of know I was confused so they made it as brief as they could. "He is your fiance." My mouth dropped. No words. No thoughts. Nothing. My mom awkwardly smiled and began taking. "As soon as you turn eighteen, you and he are to be wed." Nothing. Still nothing. "Heh... Honey. Say something." My mom said through her teeth.

"YOU WANT ME TO SAY SOMETHING? FINE. NO. AND THAT'S FINAL GODDAMN IT. IM NOT GETTING MARRIED TO SOME RICH SNOBS IN ORDER FOR YOU TO GET SOMETHING OUT OF THIS. I WILL MARRY FOR LOVE! NOT BECAUSE YOU TWO ASSHOLES WANT ME TO. AND. THAT. IS. FINAL." I said the last part through my teeth. They all looked shocked at my tone. I stormed upstairs and locked myself in my room. I slumped down to the cold floor and cried. Which is not something I do often. It made me feel weak. My life was flashing before my eyes. They tortured me for years and now they just expect me to become some guy's wife? I don't think so.

I pushed through my closet and picked out my biggest bag. I stuffed all my clothes into it along with my notebook, my teddy bear. I know, how badass to have a teddy bear. I grabbed my headphones and sunglasses. With the final touch, I shoved all my victory money into a smaller bag. I left a note on my bed saying 'go fuck yourself's'
Oh how I was proud of myself. I put the bag straps around my shoulders and climbed out of the window. I jumped off the first story roof and ran to my motorcycle. I put on my helmet and jabbed the key in. It was far enough away that they didn't hear my monster's roar, and I drove off.