Son of The Monkey King

Chapter 23

"Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages!" A man wearing a suit, sunglasses, and slicked back hair said. He was holding a microphone in his hand getting the people excited for the upcoming fights. He was located in an eight sided cage

"And if you brought your children here you're really bad parents." Another man said. He had a giant blonde mohawk. He was also wearing sunglasses, but wasn't as formal as his counterpart. He was wearing a leather vest with anything else underneath showing off his bare chest.

"You said it Vargas. Now lets introduce our fighters." The man in the suit said.

"Sound good Alex. Our first fighter hails from the north." Vargas said.

"Where the grizzlies and caribou roam." Alex added.

"Where the health care is free, and boy are our fighters going to need it." Vargas said.

"Please give a warm welcome to the Canadian Stampede!" Alex started.

"Oscar Osborn!" Vargas finished. Loud music started pumping into the parking complex. The audience cheered as the Stampede made his appearance.

"Raaaaaaaaa!" He screamed at the top of his lungs. The fighter was flexing so hard you could see the veins in his neck. The Stampede was a giant of a man standing at six foot six. Oscar had a large beard and frizzy hair. He was all muscle from the waste up. The people cheered at the sight of the mountain of a man. Money was being thrown everywhere betting on this man. When the Stampede was in the cage the announcers started again.

"Well I feel bad for whoever has to fight that guy Alex." Vargas told his counterpart.

"I agree Alex, but somebody has to do it otherwise these nice people will riot." Alex responded. The audience laughed at that, because it was true.

"Let's see here we don't have a lot of information on this guy." Vargas said.

"What we can say is about him is that he's a late entrant, hailing from parts unknown. Standing at six feet tall." Alex said.

"Please give a warm Pittsburgh welcome to Raymond Scott!" Vargas called. The music started again and Raymond walked slowly to the cage. The people watching didn't give Raymond the same ovation as the Stampede.

"How come I didn't get any cool titles in my announcement?" The half monkey asked Devann.

"Because nobody knows who you are." The shorter man answered.

"Fair enough. I liked the parts unknown bit though." Raymond said. The two walked up to the cage, but before Raymond got in, he made a turn toward the announcers.

"Hey guy's you're doing great one thing though. When you call my name, could call me the prince of all monkey's?" Alex and Vargas looked at Raymond with puzzled looks.

"Tell you what kid, you beat the Stampede we'll call you whatever you want. Deal?" Vargas asked.

"Deal!" Raymond said enthusiastically. He ran right into the cage.

Oscar was punching his head getting pumped up. When he saw Raymond enter the cage he walked right up to the half monkey. The Stampede looked down at Raymond with his superior height.

"Hello Mr Stampede. Let's have a good fair fight." Raymond said he had an easygoing smile on his face.

"I'm going to break your back and make you eat through a straw." The man's voice rumbled out.

"Well that'll certainly save me from having to chew." Raymond said. Oscar was not amused by his opponents antics.

"Fight!" Alex's voice said. After those words were said Raymond's face was introduced to the Canadian Stampede's fist. The tailed youth fell in a heap. Oscar raised his hands and roared, which the audience cheered for.

Devann had his hands covering his face. This was it he lost everything. His gamble didn't pay off at all. Trusting a stranger to win an underground fighting tournament was a horrible idea.

However the fight was far from over. Closing his yellow eyes and shaking his head, Raymond stood. The Canadian Stampede turned to see Raymond back up for more.

"Jeez bro you got a hell of a left hook." Raymond was rubbing side of his face although it didn't hurt that much if he were honest.

At that Oscar ran at Raymond punching him in the face again and again and again. When The Stampede was done he bent Raymond over putting his knee cap into the half monkey's abdomen. Once he was satisfied he let the golden eyed youth drop.

"C'mon Raymond get up!" Devann yelled out. His heart was beating so fast he though he was going to have a heart attack. The same as last time though Raymond stood up.

"Oscar, Oscar, Oscar. Come on brother I know we're fighting, but can't we be civil?" He asked Golden eyes pleading.

"Stay down you little shit!" The larger man yelled out. Raymond let out a sigh.

"I guess not." He spoke as the giant fist met his face again. Before the fist could hit him again, the half monkey ducked under it. Now behind the man Raymond clenched his fist forcing it into the larger man's side, right in the kidney.

The Canadian Stampede let out a sqwuack of pain. The smaller man had kicked Oscar's knee next to get him on more even ground. With the giant of a man on one knee, Raymond wrapped his arm around the man's neck, applying a choke hold.

Although he struggled to get out of Raymond's grip it was no use. Eventually Oscar faded into unconsciousness at the hands of his opponent. When the Candian Stampede's body went limp he let the man drop.

The entire complex was silent at what they saw. No body thought Raymond Scott could beat such a formidable looking man. Devann's eye's were wide as both relief and excitement filled his body. The announcers walked into the ring with a ref. When the ref was done checking on Oscar he gave them the signal.

"Well ladies and gentleman. In a startling upset we give you the winner of the first round." Alex started.

"The Prince of all Monkeys!" Vargas added.

"Raymond Scott!" They both yelled lifting both of the half monkey's arms in the air. The entire place erupted after that chanting Raymond's name. A smirk crossed his face as he exited the cage back to Devann.

"See I told. Just trust me." Raymond said before heading to the back with Devann in tow.