Demi Owens [A Legend Fanfiction]

Chapter 11

~Author's note~

Well hello there... Here's another chapter! Thanks for anyone who reads this book, and yes I'm aware it's bad... I'm also thinking of changing the title of this story to fit in with the one word titles of the Legend series. Let me know!

But anyways, love you all! <3

Enjoy reading this and feel free to comment!

(I only own Demi and her storyline! I don't own any gifs or pictures I put into this fanfiction!)

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Recap from last chapter...

How long has it been since we've been to an illegal Skiz fight? ...

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I 100%, absolutely, positively, supercalifragilously, LOVE Skiz fights. 

No doubt about that.

Yeah, I'm injured, and yeah, Skiz fights can or may be dangerous, but if someone comes up with the idea to go to one, you just gotta' say yes. 

But you gotta' admit, everyone loves people fighting for a source of entertainment. Slapping, hitting, tackling, it's just amusing to me. 

Also the betting part of this whole shtick is entertaining. 

Rarely at the end of these fights, everyone who paced bets for the loser gets so worked up about losing their money and start having their own fight. Of course with these fights being illegal, we do have to constantly run away from the 'Po Po,' or street police, but at the end of the day, you're just having fun. 

Me personally, I don't put a lot of money on the fighters, but today I'm feeling extra good today, which is odd because I'm legitimately injured. So, might as well. 

Maybe I got a better sleep than I thought I did... Probably the case...

The Skiz fight we're going to is located in one of many abandoned warehouses near the area.

Day opted to watching the fight from a distance, on top of another warehouse next door. He asked me to join him because of the risks that might occur if I get arrested by the street police- big trouble. Not just for me, but for all of us. 

Me being me, I wanted to see the fight up close. It's better that way too. More action.

I can also watch Tess more closely and if someone messes with her, they'll get to meet my two friends: Right fist, and Left fist. 

Of course being in the crowd and at risk of being recognized or caught, I had to dress inconspicuous. So, I decided I'll dress all tough and mighty. 

In other words, I'm just gonna' dress like Day.

Wearing a large, over-sized, black long-sleeved shirt that hides my figure, old brown, baggy pants and my old, dirty black boots, I wait a couple of seconds outside the doors of the old warehouse, trying to make it seem like I'm not with Tess. 

My wrapped hands and my healing scares on my face visible and everything else is covered by my outfit. My long auburn hair is tied into a bun and under one of Day's old newsboy caps too. 

I'm going all incognito mode okay? ... 

Putting my hands in my pockets, I stroll through the entrance and instantly being met by loads of people either in large or small groups placing bets, or gathering around the fighting ring where the fighters brawl out, cheering from the fight that's occurring.