Potential

Hi my name is Sarah. And I'm the daughter of an archaeologist father and a stay-at-home mom. My father is barely home so all of my mother's attention is on me. She is a controlling narcissist who wants to make me a perfect image of her. At school, I pretend to be a goody-two-shoes who's positive and naive about the world. That's my daytime mask but at night...

A bald muscular man stood in front of me cracking his knuckles he moves from side to side mocking me. He's six feet tall, with no eyebrows, and a dragon tattoo on his head. He's quite intimidating but will he be enough?

The arena is loud there are people all around cheering anticipating my victory. The cameras overhead hover over me. It's time for me to focus. I close my eyes, lose muscles and block the noise around me.

Ting!

The man punches at me and I dodge each one of it, my eyes still closed. I summoned my power and I wrap my hand in my purple ropes and I lunge at him punching him hard. He's on the other side of the ring, spits out his teeth, and glares at me. This is where I feel alive.