The Scars of Six

1. Blurred Celebration

A/N: Hey Guys! 

I am really excited for this story. It is something that I have been working on for a while. I recently had to make a new account because I forgot the password to my old account but no worries! haha 

Any who I really hope you guys love this book as much as I'm enjoying writing it. Please share with your friends and family members. 

Pray that all of you are staying safe during these times! 

Now for the first chapter....

Also listen to Legendary by Welshly Arms. 

Really sets the tone for the first chapter. 

.

.

.

.

.

"Jab!" 

"Jab, Cross, Jab!" 

"Cross, Jab, Hook, Jab!" 

"Jab, Cross, Jab, Hook!" 

"C'mon Selene, you can do better than that!" My coach said to me in an angered tone. "Harder!" 

"Jab, Cross, Jab, Cross, Jab, Hook, Upper Cut!" He yelled again. This time I didn't hold anything back. I gave it my all, I let all my body weight punch those mitts. The sweat making its way down my forehead was nothing compared to how much my body was already soaked.

I needed to take my frustrations out. I wanted nothing more than to hurt, because I was hurting. I had been beaten to a pulp way too much this week and I deserved this more than anything. I deserved to be the best because I was the best but this week, I had been nothing but less than that. I had been pathetic, miserable and weak. 

"I'm done... I can't go on anymore. We've been going at it for 5 hours Scott... I am done." I said as my back hit the mat. I could barely breathe, I could barely catch my breath, let alone stand anymore. 

To say I was exhausted would be an understatement. I was beaten and defeated, but I know all of this would be worth something. This Friday would mark a very special place in my heart and in my life, I just know it. 

It has to happen. 

"You did good today Selene, You're definitely getting what you've been wanting. I'm Proud..." Scott said as he gulped down some water from his bottle. 

I weakly smiled and gave him a thumbs up, while still trying to recover from our workout. You see, this week I trained like crazy at the gym, so I could get my sixth black belt in MMA. I have one in BJJ, Kali, Judo, Tae Kwon Do, Karate, and hopefully later today in Kung Fu. I also can't forget the fact that I have mastered Muay Thai and Kickboxing, but unfortunately there aren't any belts for those, you just have to train. 

I am the youngest female martial artist who has been able to get six black belts in 4 years. 

It's what I live for, I guess you could say it was meant to be. After all I've been fighting ever since I was a child. 

After about 20 minutes of just recovering, I finally stand up. I take in my surroundings and smile a big cheesy grin, teeth and all. I laugh and I go towards Scott who's all too familiar with my weirdness. "I am soooo excited Scotty! Tonight is the night!" I squealed. 

"I'll be seeing you later tonight, where I will be crowned yet again with another belt thanks to thee" I say glancing at him with the biggest smile on my face.