GangLeader

"We Gotta Fighter Boss"

"We gotta fighter, Boss," Ryan called through my door.

"Bring him in," I growled not looking up from my gun. My feet propped up on the table holding my television that allows me to see what goes on here in this joint. The door swung open behind me.

"Get in there boy!" Ryan ordered as he clicked the door closed.

I set my gun down on the table to the right of my tv. Casting my eyes upon the 20 in tv I saw a scrawny, scraggly boy standing right behind me. "I thought you said we have a fighter, Flare!"

"You heard me right, Boss."

"This is not a fighter! This is a weakling! I bet this boy couldn't take down the worst fighter we have here and you know what that's saying."

"Do you not trust my word, Boss?"

"Normally yes, but right now I'm doubting ever trusting you at all!"

"Just believe me. He could be a nice addition to the crew."

"Fine! Bring in Daniel," I ordered my tone saying the conversation was over.

"Boss! Daniel's the best we have here besides-"

"My point exactly, Flare. If he can take down the third best, then I guess he'll do. But if not well... Daniel'll finish off before I get a chance to. Done and done"

"Yes, Boss," with that Ryan left the office to go get Daniel Harde.

I picked my gun back up and started to aimlessly mess with it. Spinning it around my finger without a care in the world. My eyes on the screen again I see Daniel and Ryan talking. Clicking the box I hear the conversation.

"HARDE! Boss wants you! Get down to the office stat!"

"Okay FLARE!" With that they left the gym heading down to my office. "Now intrigue me on why Boss wants me? I haven't even done anything except train Kevin."

"Boss needs you to prove something. To settle the matter on whether the boy I brought was worth their time or not."

"Oh okay."

With that I clicked out of their conversation. Just because I'm the boss doesn't mean that you get the right to eavesdrop. I only get noted if someones is trash talking me, because here you're loyal and if you're speaking badly of me then say 'Cya Later life'!

"I got him, Boss."

"Lovely. Now Harde and New Boy fight because -New Boy this determines your fate."

Smirking Daniel made his way up to the boy. Daniel's muscular figure next to the boy made the "Newbie" look like a noodle. The "Newbie" was an ant next to Daniel's 6' 2 height. Everything about the boy made him look like he was gonna lose.

They stood there in an opening stance to fight a match. They bounced on their feet seeing who'd make the first move. "Newbie" threw the first punch completely taking Daniel by surprise not expecting anybody to throw the first punch. Especially a boy who wasn't even in our group yet. The punch connected with Daniel's stomach. Daniel took a step back, but quickly recovered by punching under handed to connect with Scrawny's jaw, but he dropped to the floor ready to swing his right foot out to knock him on the ground. Expecting the move, Daniel jumped, but what he hadn't expected was the blow coming right where the sun don't shine.

Leaning on the wall Daniel speaks up, "Boss, this boy's not the best. All his moves would've been predictable if I were alerted soon and had a coffee, but... he got game. I think you should consider him. Flares' right. He's a fighter, Boss."

Sighing I speak up, "What's your name?"

"Why would you want to know? Not like you care," "Newbie" spoke up for the first time.

I growl audibly, "Listen to me. Nobody back talks me. I have a gun sitting right in front of me and I'm not afraid to use it. You tell me your name now or we can end this all together."

"Brock Greyt."

"If I find out you're lying to me you might not wake up in the morning."

"Fine by me. That gets me out of here!"

"That is the last time you insult me! Next I'm letting my whole crew release their anger one you. We've been needing a new punching bag lately and I think you'll do just fine. Harde go get the team ready to fix him up. He can't go out with us looking like this. Oh, and they're doing it in here, but don't let them in until I call them."

"Yes, Boss," and with that he left.

I slowly stand up from my plushly brown office chair and walk around my desk to Brock. "Look at me Greyt."

He slowly turned around. His eyes widen when he realized I'm not who he thought I was. "But- but- but you're a-"

"Yes I know I'm a girl, but that doesn't change the fact that I'm still the GangLeader."