This kid. He looked dead and so did I. We had both put up really good fights. We are fighting for first. The best of the best. This is my last fight, ever. I have to be amazing. Then I looked back and I saw Karen. She was screaming and cheering and clapping. I knew it wasn't real but it was the motivation I needed. The referee yelled "Shake hands, Back up, Okay Fight." He was different he didn't charge at me. He waited for me he gave me a chance to charge. I knew it was too good to be true. So I pasted up my chance and he charged. I sprawled blocking his charge and I spun to his back. I quickly secured my placement and went for his neck. I was an expert at the rear naked choke. So I went for it. I saw his face turning purple but he refused to tap. He had faith and determination but so did I. Finally he slammed the mat. I stood up and grasped his hand. I pulled him up and he stared me into the eyes. "That was remarkable, I thought you were just a girl but you are the best fighter I have ever met. I guarantee you will be pro one day. Don't give up man that was insane." I shook my hand. "Thanks, your one tough guy man your face was as purple as a grape." Then my sponsor ran towards me with cameras in my face. The referee handed me my trophy, sword and belt. The camera man handed me a microphone and asked me what I had to say "Karen we did it now I am going to come home and wake you up." Marcus ran on my mat and kissed me in front of a million people and my mom hugged me. I rose my sword in the air and I cried, "Goodbye Mixed martial arts." I signed little kids hands and hats and fake swords. They called me the champion. But I had to put all of that aside and help my best friend now. That part of my life is over I just wanted it to end knowing I was a true champion. "Karen here I come!"
